Deep in the forests of the rolling hills, there was a faint dark green mist, which the ancients called miasma. In this place of miasma that the ancients were terrified of, a ragged man rushed in without knowing where to go. He fled in panic and heard dogs barking, talking, and a strong flashlight waving a sharp blade in the distance.
As the sound got closer, the man saw a stinking puddle full of animal feces. He had an idea and broke off a piece of Japanese knotweed next to it, put it in his mouth, and dived into the water.
He waited and waited, for five minutes, ten minutes... twenty minutes, and the sound disappeared completely. It was quiet for a long time. It should be safe, he thought, so he stood up from the puddle carefully and looked around...
The next moment, he felt hopeless.
The three hunters sat around the puddle, watching the man coming out of the stinking puddle with great interest, with devilish grins on their faces:
“…I got you!”
…
"Gululu!"
The hung man was lowered into a stinking pool, and after swallowing several mouthfuls of stinking water, he was suddenly pulled up. The man coughed and vomited violently, his skin was purple from the wind, and his lips were pale as if frosted, with bloodstains from cracks.
"If you like diving, I'll let you have a good dive today!"
The hunter loosened the rope and threw the man into the stinking pool. The other hunters turned around and looked at the others squatting on the ground, saying coldly, "You all watch carefully!"
The others trembled and looked at the fleeing man with sympathy.
After torturing him for an hour, the hunters finally dragged the man up. A tall, pale-skinned, fierce hunter with a cigarette in his mouth questioned him:
"Do you still dare to escape?"
"I won't dare to do that again! Never again!"
"Will there be a next time?"
"Absolutely not!"
"Okay, then I'll let you go..."
The tall hunter grinned and spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, which unexpectedly showed a hint of tenderness. When the man thought that this torturous game was finally over, he saw a silver-white light. It was a knife.
The man covered his neck and struggled but all he could make was the sound of air leaking.
You clearly said you would let me go... Why...
"ah!!!"
Seeing the dead man, the others screamed in fear.
The tall hunter turned his head expressionlessly, staring at everyone else like a wolf, and announced coldly:
"Remember, if anyone tries to escape again, this will be the outcome!"
Nothing can make people despair more than giving hope and then ruthlessly destroying it... The tall hunter looked at this group of 'employees' with satisfaction. He believed that this time should be enough to leave a deep mark of 'fear' on the 'employees'.
Oh, why don't you just be quiet and don't think about anything. Isn't it good to be pigs and dogs?
At this time, the tall hunter received a call. After hearing the other party's offer, he was attracted without hesitation.
"Half a million dollars?"
“We’ve accepted this order!”
…
On the city streets, several hunters wore old-fashioned woolen coats and cloth trousers. These were quite respectable clothes for them, but compared with the glamorous and beautiful urban white-collar workers on the streets, they had a rather rustic feel.
"Brother Ming, it's much colder here than over here."
Several people were hesitant. Facing the bright and beautiful big city, the experienced hunters actually felt ashamed and shy like young rookies who had just started out.
That is the tall hunter who is the leader. Ming Ge, whose real name is Ming Changping, has seen the world. Although the flight jacket he wears has a sense of the last century, it is still fashionable.
Brother Ming looked at the gorgeous big city with longing in his eyes. He smoked one cigarette after another without saying a word.
The subordinates couldn't stop talking: "Brother Ming, that woman just now was so beautiful...it would be great if she was still with us!"
"Shut up! This is not our place!"
"Just finish this job and leave! Don't cause me any trouble!"
After scolding his men, two cars stopped in front of them, one was a Mercedes and the other was a van. A polite man got out of the Mercedes and ordered directly without any nonsense: "Get in the car!"
Brother Ming and his men got into the van. He stared at the Mercedes-Benz in front of him through the front window.
It’s just a Mercedes-Benz…he can afford it.
But is all he wants a Mercedes?
No, what he wanted was that kind of status, the kind of status that was respected and superior in a civilized society, not being a mountain king in a remote place!
The van took the group to an abandoned factory building, where they were temporarily placed. The Mercedes-Benz man instructed:
"You just stay here for the next two days and don't go anywhere. Food and drinks will be brought to you, and when you're done, someone will escort you out of the country. Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Brother Ming nodded and added, "We are professionals!"
"It's good to be professional. The deposit has been transferred to your account. After the matter is completed, the remaining money will naturally be transferred to you. However, if anything goes wrong..."
"Don't worry! Nothing will go wrong!"
Mingge lit a cigarette, took a puff, threw it on the ground, and stomped it into pieces: "There will be absolutely no mistakes! I guarantee it with my life!"
"I feel relieved... Everything here is of the best standard, including food, drinks, and even game consoles. Except for the lack of internet, everything else is great...
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