Qin Jingan wanted to persuade him, but King had already found the lighter by himself.

Ningning had already dealt with the two strong men by this time.

After finishing, she pulled Qin Jingan out.

The brother and sister understood that King might not want others to see him taking illegal drugs.

Qin Jingning wrinkled his nose.

The smell is not pleasant.

"Take it with you."

Qin Jing'an didn't know where he got a mask from.

Qin Jingning was a little curious.

"My mom told me to prepare it. Sometimes I have to go to places where it's inconvenient to show my face, and covering it up can avoid some trouble."

He only brought one and gave it to his sister generously.

After all, the one with the highest combat effectiveness now is Qin Jingning.

Whether the three of them can escape from here safely depends entirely on her.

After a while, King came out with a grim look on his face.

The blood on his forehead had dried up a lot, but the wound was still hideous.

King, however, seemed to feel no pain and urged the two to walk faster.

"Wrap it up."

Qin Jingning hesitated for a long time, but finally took out his handkerchief.

King was stunned.

"Here," Ning Ning stuffed it directly into his hand. "If you faint from excessive blood loss later, I'll have to carry you on my back. It's going to be troublesome."

The moment Qin Jingning turned around, King applied a little force with his fingertips.

Qin Jing'an helped him bandage the wound simply.

"We copied a painting by a famous artist a week ago, and judging by their reaction it should sell well."

"Today they all went out to celebrate."

"They?" Qin Jing'an was very perceptive.

Based on Jamie's words, he could infer that King had been in Yijing for quite some time.

Maybe he is already familiar with the people here.

King seemed to understand what An An was thinking, and explained the operating logic and key personnel of the entire art world.

"I didn't sign a contract with Yijing at the beginning. The agency was located at the school gate and had a small storefront. I was arrogant at the time and didn't even think much of it."

“But this store runs many very famous studios and galleries outside.”

"I believed the exorbitant salary they offered, and on the night of the contract, I was drugged and brought here."

"At first, I was reluctant to help the evildoer." King paused briefly.

Perhaps he was thinking of his former high-spirited self.

Or maybe he was regretting that if he had been more humble and not so arrogant, he might not have ended up in this situation.

Qin Jingan said at the right time: "Are there many students like you?"

He understood that King might not want to talk about how he was abused and poisoned until he was forced to surrender.

"Although the methods are different, the ultimate goal is the same." King raised his hand and pointed to the corner of the passage. "That's the warehouse. It's guarded."

storehouse?

"What's that for?"

"You'll know when you get there."

King didn't seem to want to say it clearly.

Qin Jingning twisted his neck, eager to try.

"Brave man, it's up to you." Qin Jing'an clasped his hands together and said in a low voice.

Soon Ningning disappeared at the entrance.

The two of them only heard a few dull thuds, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Good luck."

Ningning raised her voice slightly.

King and Qin Jing'an walked over and saw three people with foreign faces collapsed on the ground, with wine bottles and food piled up in the middle of them.

Qin Jingning raised his hand and said, "They are drinking heavily."

It's against the will of heaven.

Qin Jingan was shocked.

He knew that his sister had been lucky since she was a child.

Such a dangerous place seems like a game, so enviable.

King didn't have time to praise Ningning. He just nodded gratefully, then rummaged through the three fallen people and took out a key.

The doorway was wide open.

It was so dark inside, like a bottomless cellar.

The light from the corridor shone in, and Qin Jing'an felt his hair stand on end.

Pairs of shining eyes looked over.

The warehouse is filled with people!

"Don't come in." King turned around and stopped Qin Jingning, motioning An An to go in with him.

Only after stepping into the so-called warehouse did Qin Jing'an see the whole picture inside.

There were people slumped on the chairs, but they all looked like neither human nor ghost.

The ceiling was densely packed with IV drips.

"The bottles contain contraband and essential vitamins."

"The sandwich I bought earlier was my only dry food for the day. If I refuse the IV drip at night, I will die sooner or later."

These IV drips are like slow-acting poison wrapped in sugar.

They can only be forced to accept it.

Looking around, there were about twelve or thirteen people among them.

Some of them just raised their eyelids when they saw King and the other two come in.

He had obviously lost hope of living.

"Can we go?" Qin Jing'an swallowed.

There are not many local faces among these people. Most of them are yellow people from Asia, or black people.

In recent years, he has also secretly conducted some investigations on gray areas.

Choosing foreigners is also intended to limit their freedom.

All you need to do is make a fake exit certificate for them and these people will become illegal residents.

The identities of illegal immigrants and illegal immigrants are like shackles. Even if they manage to escape, they will not receive any help.

"Go and help me pass in the things from the three people outside."

"Give me ten minutes."

That thing is an abyss of sin.

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