A few seconds later, Wang Qian gradually adjusted to the bright light outside.
It wasn't sunlight, but rather a relatively bright lamp.
Under the light, there was a spacious basement with no windows or extraneous clutter, only rows of tables in the middle, and four naked women fiddling with something that looked like flour.
Around the room, there were several burly men armed with AKs.
At this single moment, Wang Qian's pupils contracted sharply.
It's really become an industry chain!
With such a secluded studio and such strictly controlled environment and conditions, it's no wonder Zuo Xianglong said that the drug trade is the most profitable business on West Street.
If Scarface were to expand his drug business into the old neighborhoods, it would be an absolute disaster.
"Second Brother, you've arrived!"
A young man on duty greeted Zuo Xianglong.
"Yes, I'll bring a friend to take a look!"
After responding, Zuo Xianglong turned to look at Wang Qian, "How about it? Big enough, right?"
"It really is big!"
Wang Qian nodded in deep agreement, "It seems my investment is a sure thing!"
"Hehe, good to know!"
Zuo Xianglong seemed a little smug, and then explained as many details as possible to Wang Qian.
While he was explaining these details, the four women who were working kept their eyes straight ahead and didn't glance at him twice.
Their eyes were empty, and even though they were completely naked, they showed no shame or intention to avoid the group of men.
It's easy to imagine the inhuman torture these women endured to become so numb.
In particular, Wang Qian had actually met one of them before.
That was Feng Zhonghuai's wife from their Doubi Village, her name was Fang Jing.
In his memory, Feng Zhonghuai's family had just held a full-moon celebration more than two years ago.
But not long after, people in the village said that Feng Zhonghuai's wife had abandoned the children and run away with a rich man, and had never returned.
For the past two years, Feng Zhonghuai, a grown man, has been raising his child alone, drowning his sorrows in alcohol every day. The child is covered in mud from playing, but he doesn't bathe him, leaving him feeling utterly alone.
At that time, he was in the abyss of despair after his breakup, living like a walking corpse and giving up on himself. He couldn't even take care of himself, let alone care about how others were suffering.
Unexpectedly, Feng Zhonghuai's wife was here.
It seems there are many untold twists and turns hidden in this story!
The moment Wang Qian recognized Fang Jing, he was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
As for Fang Jing, she was like a soulless shell at this moment, mechanically filling something that looked like flour, and never once looked at Wang Qian.
This made Wang Qian secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
If Wenjing recognizes him, she might make a scene or ask him for help, which could cause unforeseen complications.
"You pity them?"
Just as Wang Qian was deep in thought, Zuo Xianglong's voice suddenly entered his ears.
Wang Qian suddenly came to his senses, quickly considered the matter in his mind, and nodded, "It is indeed quite pitiful!"
In such a situation, no one with a modicum of humanity could remain indifferent.
If he said he wasn't pitiful, it would only make Zuo Xianglong suspicious.
"Making big money always comes at a price!"
Zuo Xianglong sighed, "We don't want to do this either, but for safety reasons, we have no choice."
He paused, then added, "In addition, we have already compensated their families."
Wang Qian simply smiled at this.
At this moment, he was unable to describe the extent of his indignation in words.
The things these villains did in secret were truly heinous and depraved.
Although he had seen various human tragedies in movies or news, encountering one in real life still had a strong psychological impact on him.
He secretly vowed that, given the chance, he would make these evil people get what they deserved.
However angry he was, he dared not show it. Instead, he had to pretend to be nonchalant and act as if he could accept everything.
"Is there anything else you need to see?" Zuo Xianglong asked again.
Wang Qian glanced around the room and shook his head. "If there's nothing else, it's about time."
"This is the only one available!"
Zuo Xianglong gestured for them to leave, "Let's go then. The air here is quite stuffy; it'll be uncomfortable if we stay here too long."
Wang Qian nodded and followed Zuo Xianglong along the path they had come from.
After recognizing Fang Jing, he couldn't wait to leave, otherwise the consequences of Fang Jing recognizing him would be unimaginable.
As for his purpose in coming here, he has already achieved it.
What needs to be done now is to continue to feign compliance and keep Zuo Xianglong in check.
Once they successfully leave West Street, the death knell for Scarface and Zuo Xianglong can officially begin.
...
"You've seen the drug deal in person, now you should believe in my sincerity, right?"
Back in the KTV music room, after closing the door again, Zuo Xianglong asked with a smile.
"certainly!"
Wang Qian nodded emphatically and urged impatiently, "Next, let's talk about the business accounts."
"Business accounts?" Zuo Xianglong was taken aback, not quite understanding for a moment.
"Aren't we partners now?"
Wang Qian explained, "Since I'll get half of the profits from the business on West Street in the future, I definitely need to keep good accounts so that I can get my share of the profits later."
"Oh, I see..."
Zuo Xianglong instantly felt relieved, but a playful smile also flashed across his lips. "A businessman is a businessman, he really knows how to do the math."
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