Chapter 14 Prepare for Death

"Colonel Buddy, even the best meat gets boring after a while. Why don't we take a break and talk business?" Fu Yungui said quietly.

“Okay.” Colonel Buddy sat up straight.

"Let me ask you this first: why did you choose to bypass Song Cha and work with me alone this time?"

Colonel Buddy smiled. "If you want to hear the truth, it's about long-term cooperation, besides the interests involved... You're bolder than your older brother. Songcha and Pion are very similar in personality; they're both conservative."

Fu Yungui smiled. "The colonel is very honest."

“Of course, it’s only right to be honest with our partners,” Colonel Buddy smiled.

"I don't need a lot of goods this time, mainly because the inspections have been strict lately, so I can't make too much money openly. Besides, I need to find a place to store these goods first. So let's consider this first cooperation as an opportunity for us to get to know each other better."

Fu Yungui couldn't help but sneer. An old fox is still an old fox. His foxy smell was enough to suffocate people, yet he still pretended to be an innocent lamb without batting an eye.

This is blatantly making oneself the target.

The crackdown has been strict lately, yet they still dare to defy the rules and commit crimes, using a few small orders to make them take huge risks to transport goods—it's simply wishful thinking.

Fu Yungui smiled, but didn't say anything more. He simply followed the colonel's lead and continued, "Although you don't need a lot of goods, the risks we bear in transporting them remain the same. If you are truly sincere about cooperating, Colonel, you don't need to say anything more about the price."

"The price is still negotiable," Colonel Buddy said, taking a sip of his drink.

"After all, if the cooperation goes well, we can cooperate in the long term. And if we continue to cooperate in the long term, price is still very important."

Fu Yungui smiled and joked, "The premise of long-term cooperation is mutual benefit. If I can't even make money, how can we talk about a long-term partnership?"

"Don't worry, even for your father's sake, I won't let you waste your efforts."

Fu Yungui couldn't help but laugh. "Colonel Buddy, I'm a businessman. Besides, Pion's face is worthless to me." The implication was that he only cared about money.

“I understand…” Buddy gave him a serious look. “So let’s talk it over slowly. The Uzi submachine guns from Israel are in high demand right now. Let’s see if we can get some over.”

Fu Yungui put his feet on the table and said casually, "Sure, as long as the money is right, I can have any type you want... and they'll all be brand new."

"Money... I'll pay a 20% deposit first, and the rest we'll discuss after the goods arrive and I see how the quality is," Buddy said calmly.

Fu Yungui shook his head. "It seems the colonel still doesn't understand me. Those who cooperate with me always pay in full in advance. There's never been such a thing as a deposit. And once the goods are shipped, there are no returns or exchanges."

"Pay in full, but don't let me inspect the goods? I have no guarantee?" Buddy said with a smile.

“Then you can find another partner. I believe that because of your position, there will still be many people willing to cooperate with you.”

Buddy's expression changed. Wasn't this blatantly saying that apart from his position, he was nothing special?

Colonel Badi swallowed hard. If he hadn't monopolized the Thai market, he wouldn't have bothered cooperating with this kid. Thinking this, he remained silent and rang the bell to have the drinks brought in.

"Young people shouldn't be too arrogant," Colonel Buddy added earnestly.

Fu Yungui smiled and returned the words to him directly, "Only young people can be proud and arrogant."

Colonel Buddy smiled and said, "No rush, let's talk slowly."

Judging from his expression, Fu Yungui knew that today's events were definitely not as simple as they seemed on the surface. However, he had plenty of time to stall him and see what he was really up to.

A moment later, Anu came in with the waiter who brought the drinks and spoke to him in a low voice.

"Brother Yun, Qiang said the goods have arrived. Should we send them over?"

Fu Yungui looked up at Colonel Buddy across from him and then nodded.

“Okay.” Anu walked out.

Of the group of young women, only three remained after Ah Qiang's careful selection. Momo was one of them, and also his favorite of the night. The other women were taken to the display stand in front for customers to bid high prices for.

Momo and two other women were taken to the back to wash and dress up, and then dressed in different clothes according to their appearance.

"Wear this." The middle-aged woman with dyed red hair stuffed a cheongsam into Momo's hands, and then picked out two more from the side and handed them to the woman behind her.

When Momo opened her cheongsam, she realized that the meager amount of fabric was barely enough to cover even her upper thighs.

"Hurry up, it's not good to keep the guests waiting too long," the woman said sternly.

"Don't think about anything else. If you really have an endless supply of ideas, save them for the guests later. If you can make them happy, your lives will be spared."

Behind the red-haired woman stood a man, holding a gun and pointing it at them. The three women immediately grabbed their clothes and went inside, offering no resistance whatsoever. Their tempers had already been worn down on the ship, and upon entering this basement, their spirits had completely died.

This place is like an airtight iron cage, completely trapping people inside, making it impossible to escape no matter how capable one is.

They simply couldn't imagine what the scene would be like, or what kind of treatment they would receive.

Momo couldn't even imagine whether she would be able to leave this world with a complete corpse.

Momo was the last to come out. Her fitted, short cheongsam just covered her upper thighs, concealing her pitiful shame. She didn't know whether to feel fortunate or sad.

“Very good…” The red-haired woman looked her up and down, her expression revealing satisfaction. “Take her away.”

Momo followed behind and walked forward. As they passed the dimly lit area, there were already people performing performance art on stage. To the rhythm of the dynamic music, a group of people below were cheering wildly.

Momo's pupils were tightly constricted, her whole body was trembling, and her steps were so heavy that she could hardly breathe. She was being pushed by the people behind her to hurry up, but she stumbled and almost fell.

As they approached the gate, A-Qiang was already waiting there. He wanted to personally deliver today's goods and leave a good impression on Fu Yungui.

"Stop looking scared and keep smiling," Ah Qiang ordered.

Momo subconsciously took a few steps back, pursed her lips tightly, and secretly bit her tongue.

She was prepared to die; if something happened that she couldn't compromise with, she would choose to commit suicide.

She absolutely cannot let these people succeed while she is alive.

It's better to take your own life in the first place than to torture them to death.

The door in front of her was pushed open, and Momo was pushed in from behind with her head down.