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The old man with the curly head moved slowly through the crowd, his cloudy eyes kept roaming the crowd, and the tall and mighty man followed behind, as if he was the old man's bodyguard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like the fat Indian man at the beginning, the two seem to be less interested in beautiful girls with chicken heads, but more interested in women from good families.

Some of the slightly more beautiful young women hid their faces to avoid the two pairs of jackal-like gazes, and the tall and mighty man had to threaten some of the women to show their faces from time to time.

However, Zhang Yang is still present, the two seem to have a fixed goal, just take a chance look at some women who cover their faces, but slowly walk towards the door of the container, the route seems to be very clear......

Obviously, the two of them had already looked for prey in the middle of the building.

Not good!

Su Dafeng's two thick eyebrows jumped, and his heart chuckled.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang felt that Su Dafeng's heart was beating violently.

"Where are a few Chinese women, they are all smuggled to work." Su Dafeng, who was squatting on the ground, looked nervous, and it could be clearly seen that his arms were straining desperately, and his legs were shaking because of numbness or nervousness.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Zhang Yang patted Su Dafeng lightly, and sighed softly, he knew very well that he could no longer remain silent, if he could endure it with his conscience when he saw Vietnamese women being bullied, then he could not remain silent when a Chinese woman was insulted in front of her.

In the eyes of the strong. There is a kind of insensitivity in the bones. Ordinary people compete like a swarm of ants fighting for food. It can't arouse the conscience of the ordinary strong. In fact. This is also the main reason why there are few chivalrous people in modern times. The modern strong. Indulge in martial arts practice. There is not the slightest interest in chivalry.

No human is concerned about whether a swarm of ants lives or dies. No one will pay attention to who is right and who is wrong in the fight between two groups of ants. Who is more moral. Who are the robbers. Who are the good ants.

If humans pay attention to the time of the ants. It must be because the ants have violated the authority of the human land. Followed by. with poison. Burn with fire. Flooding. All. It's all because of the violation of human authority. And not because of the excessive sense of justice of human beings......

Of course. When Zhang Yang saw the Vietnamese woman coming down from the building in rags. The conscience is still guilty. After all. Zhang Yang has not really reached the realm of treating the common people as if they were nothing.

In the eyes of flamboyance. The strong are the strong. But. The strong are still human. Thereinto. Most critically. Ordinary humans and strong people are the same kind. Although it is an ant-like existence. And not ants. This is an ironclad fact.

A moment of hesitation allows mistakes to occur. Zhang Yang didn't want to continue by mistake. I don't want this mistake to be repeated in Chinese women......

"I ...... I...... Know...... It's okay......"

Su Dafeng stammered a little when he spoke. His eyes were still fixed on the two people who were slowly moving in the pile, and he didn't notice that Zhang Yang's body had already sat on the steel stairs, which was a forbidden place, and where was the necessary place to pass through the building-in-a-building!

"I'm sorry." Looking at the young Vietnamese woman leaning against the guardrail of the staircase and sobbing quietly, Zhang Yang gently patted the trembling thin shoulder, and the woman felt that someone was patting her. Suddenly raised his head. looked at Zhang Yang with a frightened face, and saw that Zhang Yang had no malicious intent. She buried her head and cried again, she didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Yang's "I'm sorry" at all.

Zhang Yang's heart tingled, he felt that his nerves were becoming more and more numb, and his outlook on life became confused because of the growing strength of martial arts. Or which aspiring youth are trying to change the injustice of the world?

It seems that with the strength of martial arts, everything has deteriorated.

Just when Zhang Yang was sitting on the stairs with his head in his hands, his thoughts were confused, suddenly, Su Dafeng's eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on the young Vietnamese.

"Brother, what do you call it?" Su Dafeng said to the Vietnamese young man.

"Nguyen Van Vu." The Vietnamese young man hesitated for a moment, but still answered Su Dafeng, but his face was very indifferent.

"I, Su Dafeng, call me Brother Dafeng, there are more than a dozen people on it, although they are more interested in the women of the good family, however, I am sure that in the end, the women you bring will not be able to escape the clutches, because there are many of them, and the women of the two families are not ......enough" Su Dafeng looked at the two men who were standing in front of a group of women from time to time and hesitated, and said to Ruan Wenwu very quickly.

"What do you want to say?" Ruan Wenwu frowned and interrupted Su Dafeng's words.

"Let's cooperate, you have two people, we have two people here, there are three people over there, a total of five people, if we cooperate, there will be seven people, when the time comes, if we fight them, there will definitely be people to join, then, our strength is enough to compete with them, how about it?"

Ruan Van Vu frowned again, but he didn't speak, but his eyes were full of hope to look at the middle-aged Vietnamese, but unfortunately, the middle-aged Vietnamese shook his head.

"Are you a man?" Su Dafeng said with contempt: "No wonder I have to be bullied at your doorstep, let me tell you, I am a member of the Big Circle Gang, if there is anything, I will carry it, this is the best opportunity, we can cooperate, if the cooperation is successful, I can deepen the cooperation with you on behalf of the Big Circle Gang, and even, we can jointly manage this smuggling route, hurry up and decide!" ”

At this time, Su Dafeng was already in a hurry, because, the old man and the big man were muttering, and it seemed that they had decided to take the woman.

I have to say that this Su Dafeng is very good at seizing opportunities, and what he says is also very demagogic, and he obviously feels that the young Vietnamese's heart is beating wildly, and the joint management of this smuggling route is undoubtedly a huge pie, even the middle-aged Vietnamese also have a trace of heartbeat.

"Uncle!" Nguyen Van Vu's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged Vietnamese.

This time, the middle-aged Vietnamese did not immediately shake his head, but fell into thought, obviously, he was also moved by Su Dafeng's words.

Of course, what moved him was not Su Dafeng's demagogic language, but the temptation of cooperation with the Big Circle Gang, if the Big Circle Gang really cooperated with the Vietnamese Gang, then the Vietnamese Gang would have enough strength to control this line and compete with the power of the Indians.

The time is very short, but it feels extremely long, and the air is extremely oppressive.

At this moment, two Chinese women were forced to tremble by the obscenity of the two big men and walked towards this side from the aisle......

"Hurry up and decide!" Su Dafeng was anxious, at this time, he didn't have Zhang Yang, who was sitting at the top of the stairs, his face was distorted, Zhang Yang had been drilling the tip of the horns for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more painful it became, and his ten fingers were fiercely forked into the short, and the blood vessels were dilated, like earthworms one by one.

"Uncle?" Ruan Wenwu looked at the middle-aged man with an anxious expression.

It's a pity that the steady middle-aged Vietnamese shook his head again, he couldn't determine the identity of Su Dafeng, he didn't dare to take this huge risk, if he fell out with the Indians, the Vietnamese would be even more dangerous on this smuggling route......

"Uncle?" The young man looked at the middle-aged man with a disappointed expression.

The middle-aged Vietnamese still shook his head, as if he didn't want to make eye contact with Nguyen Van Vu, so he simply closed his eyes and recuperated.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The heavy footsteps of the two big men were getting closer and closer, and the women on both sides gave way to a wide passage in fear, while the two Chinese women were so frightened that they couldn't walk, supporting each other to move their bodies little by little, but they didn't dare to resist, and they didn't even dare to shout loudly.

Five meters!

Four meters! , his hands were stirring hard, and his knuckles were turning white from overexertion.

"Let's work together!"

Suddenly, Nguyen Van Vu stood up, strode two steps forward and stood in front of the staircase, the middle-aged Vietnamese closed his eyes, caught off guard and waited for him to reach out, Nguyen Van Vu had already walked to the staircase.

"Good brother!" Su Dafeng was overjoyed, stood up suddenly, and stood side by side with Ruan Wenwu at the top of the stairs, the two muscles in his chest shaking because of excitement.

"Brother Wu!"

"Brother Wu!"

More than a dozen Vietnamese girls sitting on the ground looked at Nguyen Van Vu with a happy face, gave a thumbs up, and the middle-aged Vietnamese who was about to speak saw a group of women with a fanatical expression, opened their mouths and did not speak, sighed softly, and also stood up and walked to Nguyen Van Vu's side.

"Uncle, thank you!" Ruan Wenwu looked excited.

"Be careful." The middle-aged Vietnamese nodded.

ps: There is one more chapter in the evening!