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Those well-trained samurai were fine, and the other casual personnel, including the researchers including Tian Huanhuan, and the "godfather" sent out, a small military-grade encrypted box with handcuffs attached to the wrist of the financial personnel, each of them was silent and embarrassed.

There was no such look on Orira Haraka's face, and in her big eyes, a dark and vigilant light kept flickering, which was the eyes of a keen soldier, or the most experienced criminal.

That may be her true nature, not the sweet, a little clumsy girl that Zhao Xie knew in the military academy.

Gradually approaching the joint location requested by the seller. The tall wooden gates of the jungle are clearly visible, towering like monsters, covered in damp moss and strangely colored rust.

Zhao Xie suddenly whispered to Zhiluo Yuanxiang: "This road, do you still want to continue to go down?"

Orira Haraka was interrupted by his sudden question, and when she glanced at him, the man's face was slightly heavy, as if he was struggling with some kind of uneasy heart.

Receiving no response from her, Cho Xie continued: "No criminal syndicate lasts long and never perished. The interior of the Apocalypse has been split into this, and on the list of the United Nations, it is the top of the secret extermination list, and the wealth and glory you want will never last that long. Besides, you have a daughter. ”

Orira Haraka's eyes looked at the jungle in front of her, and after thinking about it, she whispered in a special, strange tone: "Apocalypse may fall, but I won't. ”

Zhao Xie instantly understood.

This woman, who seems to be loyal to the "godfather", is docile and considerate, but in fact hides ambitions and desires that are no different from those of Garrosh and Xerxes. It's just that a woman's cautious nature makes her better at hiding and keeps her moving.

Maybe her plan was to wait for this big tree to fall, and under the cover of the legal operation of the Zhiluo Group, she would be able to rise smoothly from Hehe Island!

Even if she revealed this meaning to Zhao Xie in advance, she also thought that Zhao Xie would not report it to the "godfather" - he had no evidence, and Zhao Xie had never really been with the "godfather" and "Apocalypse"!

Actually, this woman has never loved anyone!

Of course she doesn't love the stupid boy Mu Bai who betrayed her motherland and relatives for her, but she also doesn't love the criminal giant "godfather" who she didn't hesitate to fake her death. For Zhao Xie, she was never forced by the order of the "godfather" to plot against him, just like when she was on the border of Weinan, she tore apart his life in that way, weaving Luo Yuanxiang, she never wanted to possess this man according to his own wishes and desires, and reverse the life he decided according to his own wishes!

Everything is her treasure, her desires, without exception!

Zhao Xie didn't say another word. They followed the gun-wielding guards and slowly walked through the massive gates.

But from this moment on, the moment the high-precision camera system recorded the face of Orira Haraka, confirming that she appeared at the scene of the drug and prescription transaction as the high-level of the "Apocalypse", the famous female drug lord "Lady Xiang", everything could no longer be carried out according to her preset path!

This stronghold, which served as a temporary trading place, was once a sizable "water village" on the golden waterway, and trafficking boats disguised as fishing boats were moored in the bay near the sluice, rusty, and there was no sign of the busyness of the past. In the past, when the Venant drug lords and the "Golden Python" were jointly managed, these ships almost did not stop day and night, carrying gold and "trading goods" on the water network of the "Poison Triangle".

Now, even the number of defense personnel here has been reduced by more than half. It can be seen that this is the result of strengthening the defense of important commodities here.

From the moment they came in, Orira Haraka and Zhao Xie kept sweeping the corners of their eyes, assessing the strength of these defensive forces.

Orira Haraka gradually became a little confused. The cross-patrolling, guiding and vigilant work of these people is close and concise, and it is not comparable to ordinary minions. Is it possible that Xerxes and Garrosh want to control such a manpower quietly?

In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived at the wooden house in the center of the water village, and under strict guard, they were asked to leave behind the heavily armed "shadow warriors", and only led the scientific research personnel into the house to inspect the goods and bid.

Between Zhiluo Yuanxiang and Zhao Xie, they exchanged a look, Zhao Xie nodded invisibly, they only took Tian Huanhuan, two other researchers, and two guards who could only carry short daggers to defend themselves, and walked into the huge wooden shack.

They weren't the only ones in there.

Around the circular wall, there were already four or five tables of people of different colors and races, three or five groups, staring at the new group of people.

They immediately reacted, these sellers are really bold and black-hearted, and they actually engaged in a large-scale on-site bidding!

But the swaggering, smiling Southeast Asian who greeted them, with dark skin, smoky yellow teeth, and a big gold chain, was very surprised to know Orihara.

This is a figure who has done business with "Apocalypse" and has dealt with her once, and has some backgrounds! In Southeast Asia, his national disaster and wealth have blossomed everywhere, but he has not been involved in drugs in the first place.

Orira Haraka stared at this guy with some indignation, and wanted to rub a handful of oil from this big beauty by hugging her. But the cold air emanating from Zhao Xie and Mrs. Xiang was enough to freeze the three of them to death in place.

Madame Xiang coldly called out his name, which may not be his real name, just a code name, who knows.

"You have a lot of business dealings with your father, and the apocalypse has taken care of you a lot, why are you still wading into this troubled water?"

The Southeast Asian immediately spread his hands innocently and shouted disgustingly: "Madam, you are in business! Business is not good, I also bought this medicine and formula from others at a high price, I just make a difference in the middle, don't trouble me!"

It turns out that this potion and formula have changed hands, and it is also, no matter who robs this potion, directly selling the "stolen goods" back to the hands of the original owner is tantamount to looking for death, and it will definitely go through several middlemen, even if it is a little less profitable, it is always more important to be safe than profitable!

In the hands of this Southeast Asian, I am afraid that I don't know how many times I have changed hands.