Chapter 229 Bullshit! This is just on the surface!
Although they were from different groups, they arrived at the agreed location together because such smuggling needed to be completed in one go.
The more batches they make, the greater the risk they take. It does not mean that putting eggs in different baskets will reduce the risk.
Because they know that Chinese police officers will follow the clues when they catch a gang, and this is the best decision based on the current situation.
If their experience of being arrested many times is really a testament to this, this group of people will cut off most of their domestic connections.
It would be better to be caught all at once and only lose one line.
Because this one line actually forged seven false lines.
That is to say, in their view, their line has 7 lines, but in fact there is only one line.
The other routes were well hidden, but because the news of the last human trafficking incident was particularly serious, they had no choice but to do so.
Mr. Wang skillfully led the group of people to the pre-arranged vehicle. They did not notice anything unusual and were full of gratitude and trust in Mr. Wang.
Bullshit! This is just on the surface!
In fact, these college students were bent over and covering their mouths and noses the whole time, making it look like a fire drill in school.
He also looked around along the way, occasionally poking his companions out of curiosity, and even making low whispers.
"I feel so excited, just like playing an escape room."
"And the environment now is really awesome, it feels like the real thing, it's really fun."
"If all escape rooms out there could be as realistic as this one, I would definitely give them five stars."
"Who says not? Hey, if we make it out, how about writing a script based on this? I have a feeling it'll be a hit online."
"What you said makes sense. I find that you are very thoughtful. I admire you."
"It's nothing, nothing."
I don’t know what other people thought, but Uncle Wang and Jiang Zhiyuan were completely upset when they heard it.
Escape room? You think this is really a game? This is a matter of life and death?!
Uncle Wang was too tired to complain in his heart. If he had known that this person was so easy to fool, why would he have waited for so long?
Are they just playing? Or communicating? Why does it feel like a school drill?
"You know what? Especially the way they bent over and covered their mouths and noses, and the way they were whispering and laughing with the people next to them, it really reminded me of how I behaved with my friends during fire drills at school."
[It is true that the timid will die of starvation, and the bold will die of gluttony. They don’t care about their future lives at all.
Weren't we discussing whether this old man was a good guy or a bad guy before? Why aren't you worried at all now?
[Maybe my brain is spinning out of control... Anyway, I'm exhausted from complaining. Everyone, please get started.]
The comments section has mixed opinions about these people. Some people think they have a good attitude, while others think they are too careless.
But what these people really think is:
It's like this, and they can't escape. What else can they do except follow this person obediently?
When they walked out, they found that there was indeed a commercial vehicle parked outside, and it seemed to have a large capacity.
When the car door slowly closed and the vehicle started, they didn't know that they had embarked on a road of no return.
Jiang Zhiyuan huddled together with several college students, and then asked Uncle Wang for a deck of playing cards.
Several people were riding, and soon they were having a lot of fun, completely ignoring Uncle Wang in front of them and the girl driving the car.
Behind this car were two other cars, in which sat their subordinates.
"Right 2, hahahaha, I win again."
Jiang Zhiyuan proudly played the last pair of cards in his hand and winked at the others triumphantly.
"Fuck, what's your luck? The cards are always so good."
"Tell me now, are you cheating? After all, every time you shuffle the cards, the cards in your hand are so good."
The two people playing Landlord with her were staring at her eagerly. Although there are winners and losers at the card table, it couldn't be that they would lose every time this person took the stage, right?!
"Look at what you're saying. I asked you to shuffle the cards, but did you ever win? Didn't you still lose? If your own exhaust isn't good enough, then don't blame others for being too good."
Jiang Zhiyuan's smug little expression almost overflowed from the screen of the live broadcast room.
"Hmph! I'll definitely practice my card skills on my phone later, win lots of happy beans, and then I'll step on you and rub you hard."
Jiang Zhiyuan didn't take the child's childish remarks seriously at all and nodded with a smile.
"Okay, I'll wait for you. I hope you won't let me down."
The college student, feeling that he was being looked down upon, curled his lips and stopped talking.
He still had some confidence in his card skills, that is, he estimated that it would take him 100 years of hard practice to beat her, so what he said just now was just empty talk.
[Sister Yuan, what kind of card technique is this? You can win accurately every time.]
I've played cards 30 times and only won twice, so I'm really envious. Sister Yuan, can't you really start a class and teach us? After all, we're all good friends.
Your Majesty's words are absolutely correct. I second your opinion.
Ma Zi and Uncle Wang were exchanging glances in front, and the expressions on their faces were hard to describe.
Ma Zi: Is there something wrong with the brains of these people?
Uncle Wang: You’ll get used to it. They’re just having intermittent seizures.
Mazi: Do you think we will arrive at our territory safely?
Uncle Wang: We need to have confidence in ourselves. Those cops probably haven't realized it yet. We're here to take over again.
Mazi: Judging by the intelligence of the group behind us, I don't think they can say anything too serious. So we should probably face less resistance this time.
Both of them were caught up in beautiful fantasies, thinking about what kind of rewards they would get after handing over this batch of goods.
What the two people could never imagine was that there was someone in their car who was secretly observing them, and could see the expressions of both of them through the reflection in the car window.
Outside the car window, the night was as dark as ink and the stars were dim.
Inside the car, everyone's face was filled with anticipation and longing for the future, except for Old Wang and Ma Zi, who harbored unknown secrets and calculations in their hearts.
As the vehicle bumped along, an illegal transaction across national borders quietly took place.
Behind this transaction are countless hearts beating for profit and the numerous crises hidden in the darkness.
It’s so damn unlucky to encounter such a thing!
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