"This is what Brother Li wants. Please check it."
As he spoke, the scarred man opened the small box.
Huang Dehan had no idea how to inspect the goods; he had never even seen one.
However, the scarred man didn't seem to ask him to check the quality, but to check the quantity.
All he saw was a box full of white powder packed in bags.
"There are a total of 40 kilograms in here." said the man with the scar.
When Huang Dehan heard this number, his legs went weak.
In the country, selling more than 50 grams of white powder can result in the death penalty. He has no idea how many times he will have to die for selling 40 kilograms.
There were a lot of people on the other side, and Huang Dehan tightened his grip on the money bag, fearing that they would rob money and kill people.
It would be so easy for them to kill him. He was unarmed and didn't even have the strength to fight back.
Huang Dehan forced himself to stay calm and nodded, then handed the bag in his hand to the person closest to him.
After taking it, the man quickly handed it to the man with the scar.
The scarred man opened the bag, glanced at the money in it, and then zipped it up.
"Okay."
After putting away the bag, the scarred man handed the box of white powder to Huang Dehan.
The deal was done.
Huang Dehan breathed a sigh of relief, carrying the box and getting back into the van they came in.
The van took him to the river, where the original boat was still parked.
After getting off the bus, Huang Dehan hurriedly got on the boat.
They moved very quickly without any communication throughout the process.
After returning to the shore, Huang Dehan ran south with the box in his arms.
It was dark, but in the faint moonlight, I could vaguely see the surrounding woods.
Huang Dehan's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his throat.
He held the box tightly and ran forward without stopping.
He ran very fast, and it was dark and he couldn't see the road clearly. Suddenly, he tripped over a stone and fell heavily to the ground. The box in his hand flew out and his chin hit the ground. The excruciating pain spread throughout his body in an instant, and he almost fainted from the pain. His mouth was full of the taste of blood.
"Pooh!"
Huang Dehan spat and got up from the ground with difficulty.
He wanted to stand up, but he felt a piercing pain in his ankle. His heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he sprained his ankle!
He felt his chin was cool, and when he reached out to touch it, his palm felt sticky, and he realized it was bleeding.
What bad luck!
Huang Dehan endured the pain, not caring about the bleeding chin, he limped forward, picked up the box and continued walking forward.
But his feet were so painful that he couldn't walk fast and could only drag the box forward.
He walks too slowly.
It was almost dawn and Huang Dehan had not yet reached the main road. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He had to grit his teeth and quicken his pace.
Just as day was beginning to dawn, Huang Dehan finally walked out of the woods and climbed onto the road.
He saw a tricycle not far away and waved excitedly.
When the man saw Huang Dehan in a disheveled state and limping, he frowned and drove forward quickly.
"How did you get into this state?"
Huang Dehan climbed onto the tricycle and panted, "Don't mention it. I fell and sprained my ankle."
The man said as he drove: "I'll take you to town, and you can take care of the rest on your own."
"How about you take me to the clinic to treat my foot injury first?" Huang Dehan said while taking a breath. His foot was really painful.
The man was speechless for a while, and said, "You brought so much stuff to the clinic, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"
True, but his foot hurt so much that he couldn’t deliver the goods if he didn’t take care of it.
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