Chapter 185: Change of Career
A big man with scarred eyes was carrying two bottles of beer, his steps were unsteady, and he looked like he was drunk.
He shook his head and pushed open the moldy wooden door.
There were two men and a woman sitting in a cabin in the woods.
The tall and thin man who was eating melon seeds by the stove spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth and turned back to complain to Scarface,
"Old Knife, you're so unkind. You came back only after you'd had enough to drink. Do you want to make us brothers hungry to death?"
As he said this, he reached out to take the white wine from Scareye's hand.
"What are you yelling about? I'm just having a couple of sips, so what?"
Scarface casually tossed the bottle to the tall, thin man, and without looking for a stool, he found a stone by the stove and sat down cross-legged.
Hearing what he said, the fat woman who was baking buns in the stove hurriedly asked,
"What's it like? Is the thing on that kid real?"
The tall and thin man who was pouring wine into his mouth, and the man next to him who had not spoken a word and half of his body was sunken in the shadows,
The three of them looked at Scarface together.
Yesterday they found a pair of small gadgets on Wen Hai's sleeves. Seeing that Wen Hai was well dressed, Scar took the things to try his luck.
Scarface laughed triumphantly, stretched out five fingers and said to the few people,
"Hey, we're rich this time. This fat sheep will keep us going for several years."
"Old Wang said it's genuine and worth at least five thousand dollars out there!"
"puff!"
The tall and thin man suddenly spat out a mouthful of liquor, threw the bottle away, and was a little bit disbelieving.
"Old man Wang, your eyes are blurry, right? That piece of junk is worth five thousand!"
The fat woman was even less likely than the tall and thin man to believe that a pair of small buttons on the sleeves could be worth five thousand yuan!
That thing just looks nice and shiny.
Not gold or silver.
She thought it would be good if it was worth eighty or ninety.
"That stone egg is no bigger than my little fingernail. How could it be worth five thousand? It's more valuable than gold?"
Lao Wang is also a member of the gray industry.
However, Scar-Eyes and his men were selling "fat sheep", while Lao Wang was selling antiques.
The two sides do not interfere with each other and occasionally cooperate in transportation.
"It's absolutely correct. Lao Wang took a mirror, a light bulb, and a small pair of pliers and shone it up and down for a long time, saying, 'What is this shiny stone called? What is it?'"
Scarface frowned in distress, trying hard to recall the strange name.
He scratched his head and said uncertainly,
"It seems to be called, Ke, Ke something car chrysanthemum sapphire, they say it's very expensive abroad."
What else did the fat woman want to say?
The man who had been silent all this time stretched out a hand in the dim light, his voice a little hoarse, as if he was enduring something.
"thing."
"Oh, boss, this is for you."
Seeing that the boss had spoken, Scar didn't dare to say anything more and quickly put two sapphire cufflinks the size of peanuts into the boss's hands.
The man called "Boss" by Scarface took the cufflinks and slowly sat up from the chair. The firelight illuminated his upper body.
He was in his early thirties, with a square face and a crew cut, and dignified features. If he hadn't been sitting among this group of kidnappers, no one would have thought that he was the kidnapper's leader.
The eldest brother picked up a cufflink and squinted at the stove.
After thinking for a moment,
Ask the tall and thin man who is in charge of the "fat sheep",
"How's that little brat?"
The tall and thin man looked at the boss with envy as he put the five thousand yuan into his pocket, swallowed his saliva and said
"When I changed his clothes last night, I felt he had a fever, so I threw him into the woodshed next door to prevent him from infecting the remaining ones."
This time they kidnapped a total of four boys. Wen Hai was the oldest, eight years old, and the remaining three were about two or three years old.
They had already kidnapped three fat sheep yesterday and achieved their performance target.
Before running away,
Scareye went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy cigarettes. When he left, he saw Wen Hai, who was quite handsome, standing alone in the corner with no adults around him.
The boy is handsome and will sell well at first glance.
Scar Eye's occupational disease has come back.
After some skillful operation, the fourth fat sheep was caught.
"Stupid thing! You threw that kid out in the freezing snow all night and wanted to freeze him to death?"
"Get the kid in quickly."
The boss was mad at the idiot Skinny Monkey, so he picked up a wine bottle from the ground and smashed it hard at the skinny guy's feet.
"Go, go, I'll pick him up right away, boss, calm down."
The tall and thin man jumped and jumped, hurriedly dodging the wine bottle thrown by the boss, and ran out to pick up Wen Hai and bring him into the house.
Scar saw that the boss rarely cared about the fat sheep, and asked curiously,
"Boss, why are you in the mood to care about the life and death of fat sheep today?"
Normally, when they abduct people, they will reluctantly take care of them, except for lambs that are only a few months old and cannot survive two days without food.
They never cared about fat sheep like Wen Hai who were only a few years old.
If you can survive, live. If you can't, just find another way. Why bother?
The boss rolled his eyes at the idiot and sat back in the darkness.
It felt like he was talking to Scareyes, but also like he was talking to himself.
"This kid is not ordinary. If he really dies, we might not be able to escape."
The fat woman handed the boss a toasted bun and said,
"No way, how could we fail?"
The boss shook his head, he trusted his intuition.
"Whose kid's buttons are worth five thousand? And that man who suddenly showed up and robbed a car yesterday, now that I think about it, maybe he's related to this brat."
"That man is quite skilled, he's a martial artist. If he's not the kid's father, he's most likely a bodyguard."
"A bastard with bodyguards and two buttons on his body worth five thousand."
"Lao Dao, you really picked up a landmine for me."
Scareyes originally thought he had made a big deal, but after listening to the boss's analysis, he seemed to have picked up a big trouble?
Scar-Eye carefully observed the boss and picked at his nails.
The cloudy eyes are a little confused,
"Boss, how about I send the fat sheep back?"
"Bang!"
A wine bottle flew over and hit Scareye's feet. The splashing wine wet one leg of Scareye's and the fat woman's cotton trousers.
"Idiot! This brat has seen all of our faces, and you're going to let him go and bring people to arrest us?"
"Everyone, shut up. I need to think about how to deal with this kid."
Scarface didn't dare to say anything more. He moved the stone under his butt and quietly retreated.
The tall and thin man came in carrying the unconscious Wen Hai, and just saw that Scarface had also been beaten up by the boss.
He was secretly happy and happily dragged the fat sheep in his hand to show it to the boss.
"Boss, look, this kid is still alive, but his brain is almost burned out."
The boss glanced at Wen Hai. He had fainted from a fever and had been freezing outside all night. His face was abnormally red, but his lips were as white as paper, and his breathing was almost inaudible.
If I stay outside in the cold for another half a day, I’m afraid I’ll be dead.
"Fatty, boil some hot water for him to drink. This little thing can't die yet."
After receiving the order from the boss, Fat Sister quickly put down the half-eaten steamed bun, found a clay pot from a pile of rubbish and started to boil water.
After saying that, the boss closed his eyes and began to think about how to deal with Wen Hai.
Yesterday, in order to transport the fat sheep, they rented a tractor to transport the goods. After Scarface turned to Wenhai, a man on a bicycle caught up with them shortly afterwards.
He jumped onto their tractor like a flying man. He and Scar were both hunters, but they couldn't last two rounds at the hands of that man.
One of his legs was broken.
Fortunately, he brought a hunting rifle with him. When the man tried to dig out the unconscious boy, he dragged his broken leg, crawled to the backpack, took out his weapon and shot the man in the thigh from behind.
While the man was injured, he and Scar Fat Sister worked together to drug the man and knock him unconscious.
When the tractor drove into the mountains and they needed to change transportation, they threw the man into the woods in the mountains. At that time, he thought the man would definitely not survive.
But now he wasn't so sure.
Professional bodyguards are always good at what they do, so he had to ask someone to give him a couple more stabs.
As for Wen Hai, since he has already turned, he might as well go all the way.
They worked hard to catch a fat sheep and only sold it for two hundred yuan, but a pair of Wen Hai's sleeves were worth five thousand yuan.
Why not just switch careers and become a kidnapper?
Anyway, neither human traffickers nor kidnappers sound good.
At least they have to extort 100,000 yuan from the kid's family, and then they brothers can retire and live a stable and prosperous life.
"Scar, go with Skinny Monkey and check on that man from yesterday. No matter if he's dead or alive, give him a stab in the neck. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease."
It's cold outside and the tall and thin guy doesn't want to go out.
"Boss, yesterday his legs were bleeding like a river. Even the Black and White Impermanence would have died. How could he still be alive?"
The boss didn't say anything, but glanced at the tall and thin man sinisterly, and reached for the hunting rifle beside him.
The tall and thin man's hair stood on end.
"Go, boss, I'm going with Scar right now!"
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