This time, entering the processing plant was relatively smooth and I didn't see many people along the way.
Walking into the processing plant, Chen Fan found the familiar passage to the underground warehouse. The passage was led by a stone staircase that gradually sloped downward, followed by a large door.
There was no one guarding the gate. Luosha gently pushed the gate open and bowed to let Chen Fan in.
As you enter the door, you will see a dead stove. On the stove is a pot filled with solidified lard that is full of impurities.
Next to the stove is a wooden table. It is obviously specially made. The middle of the table is concave downwards, and there is a human figure in the concave part.
The sunken cracks were filled with blood red.
A faint smell of blood filled the air.
The four corners of the table are covered with knife marks, just like a cutting board.
There are four leather belts with black and red marks on them.
Further ahead is in the center of the basement, where a huge steel door divides the basement into two halves.
Chen Fan walked straight towards the second door.
The door was quite heavy, and Luosha almost used up all his strength to push it open.
Crunch!
The door opened with a slight creaking sound.
As soon as he pushed open the door, a turbid smell immediately rushed out. Chen Fan frowned slightly, then quickly regained his composure.
Once the iron gate is opened, there is a long passage.
Inside the passage, there was an incandescent lamp every few meters, illuminating the entire passage. There were iron doors on both sides of the passage, and the rooms inside were extremely simple.
There was nothing inside except a bed and one person. There was a small steel basin at the entrance of the iron door.
There are food residues in the steel basin.
Compared to the silence outside, it was much noisier inside the gate.
From some rooms came the sounds of playing cards, drinking, heavy breathing mixed with women's wailing, and the faint crying of children.
Chen Fan's face darkened completely: "Control them all!"
"yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Luosha rushed out with a dozen people.
"Fuck! Who are you?"
"How did they get in? Where's the gatekeeper?"
"Wow, don't you know where this is? Which path are you on?"
“...........”
The sudden appearance of Luosha and others made these big men shocked and angry.
A man who looked quite prominent, with a hideous scar on his face, casually raised a dagger and roared, "Brothers, we have more people, the advantage is mine, kill... uh uh!"
He hadn't finished speaking yet.
Luosha and the others now had pistols in their hands, with the black holes of the pistols pointing at their foreheads. The man's voice stopped abruptly, and he froze in place, his face full of embarrassment!
He admitted,
The sound was a little louder just now.
"Gentlemen, please talk things over nicely. Don't...don't get angry!"
The man with a scar on his face had a simple and flattering smile on his face, and the ferocity and viciousness just now seemed to be an illusion.
"Drop your weapons, put your hands on your heads, and get out there and line up!"
"Okay, okay, okay, brothers, everyone, cooperate with these gentlemen. Anyone who doesn't cooperate will be against me, Ribao Long!"
The ferocious man turned around and shouted,
Everyone: “???”
Everyone's eyes were filled with contempt, despising Ri Baolong for being so cowardly and surrendering to the enemy so quickly.
Faced with the contempt in the eyes of others, Ribao Long did not take it seriously. Instead, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, as if he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk.
Having been on this road for so many years, Ribao Long knew that Luosha and others must not be policemen. After all, the aura of gangsters on these people was too obvious. Ordinary people could not detect it, but people of the same type could feel it.
But these thugs are different from others. They are well-trained and have guns.
These people must be powerful people to be able to own so many guns in Daxia, a country with the strictest gun ban.
And they came to their destination,
It should be the cake of these gray forces controlled by Tian Lin. Obviously, Tian Lin is no match for these people, so why does he still want to hang himself on Tian Lin's tree?
There is a saying in Daxia called Wei Junjie,
If Bao Longtou bows his head now, he might be able to cling to the thighs of these people. At worst, he should not hit a smiling person. At least he can survive, right?
And these sand walls,
You all still despise me, go to hell!
Rubbish!
Just when Ribao Long was still feeling smug, about twenty people stood in a row in the aisle with their hands on their heads and walked towards Chen Fan.
Behind the iron gates, some women looked at the scene in surprise, while others were even more frightened and huddled in their quilts, shivering, and some had numb faces.
Bang!
At this moment, gunshots rang out.
Many people were frightened and trembled, then turned around to look.
Chen Fan came over holding a little girl who had fainted. The little girl was about six or seven years old and was only wearing a white T-shirt that was stained with blood.
Rakshasa's eyes were red.
"Brother, I killed that beast!!"
Luosha gritted his teeth, recalling the scene just now, he still wanted to kill someone.
A strong murderous intent also appeared on Chen Fan's body.
"Take her down and save her with all your strength. Leave this to me!"
Chen Fan's voice was a little hoarse. As he spoke, he took off his coat and covered the little girl with it.
"good!"
Luosha nodded heavily, carried the little girl and walked out.
Bang bang bang!
After a while, three more gunshots were heard outside, and three security guards fell in a pool of blood.
Luosha's eyes seemed to be bloodshot. He walked past the three corpses, walked to where the car was hidden, and carried the little girl into the car.
Buzz!
The vehicle sped away.
Chen Fan turned around and looked at the people squatting on the ground in front of him. He suppressed the murderous intent in his heart: "Whoever can contact Tian Lin will live!"
"I... Boss, I can do it!"
"No no, I can do that too!"
"Sir, I am the one with the highest status among these people. Usually, I am the one who contacts Tian Lin. If they contact her, the truth may be exposed, but if I contact her, there will be no such accidents."
After Chen Fan finished speaking, the people on the ground raised their hands one after another.
Finally, Hiba Ryu slowly stood up with a flattering smile on his face.
"Okay, it's you, and everyone else, die!"
Chen Fan pointed at Ribao Long, who had a look of ecstasy on his face.
The faces of others were pale...
As soon as Chen Fan finished speaking, more than a dozen people raised their money at the same time and pointed it at the twenty or so people squatting on the ground, just waiting for Chen Fan's order to send these scum to see the King of Hell.
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