Under the threat of force, the manager still didn't have the temper to dare to say no, he could only watch the black man with a black face, unwilling to watch the black man being taken away, Ivan didn't stop at all, commanded the armored off-road vehicle and slipped away in an instant, and those who rushed to help after hearing the news could only eat dirt in the back

The manager got up from the ground in embarrassment, pushed away the collector who was supporting him, walked back to the building with a black face, locked the door, pushed the table open, and pulled open a tile, there was a secret opening underneath! He climbed down cautiously, there was a hole in it, there was a space of seven or eight square meters, the air was filled with a foul smell, and the faint light on the wall illuminated his face very hideously.

A slight moan loomed, and the manager's feet were still a little loud when they stepped on the ground, with a little bit of rhythmic rhythm... Oppress.

"Muhammad?" He spoke suddenly.

A bearded figure in the corner, trembling at the sound of the voice, raised his head, his round eyes were bloodshot with a little blood at the corners of his mouth, and his voice roared like an almost beast.

"Someone came looking for you just now." The manager stood at a safe distance of about a meter, he looked at the other party vigilantly, in order to catch Mohammed but it took a lot of effort, this Iraqi is simply fierce, in the case of being drugged, and broke the neck of a black man! The neck and body showed an eerie curvature of nearly ninety degrees.

Later, someone still attacked her and smashed it on the back of her head, which made the other party stunned.

Hearing the manager's words, Muhammad opened his mouth suddenly, and half of his tongue was cut off alive! Blood was constantly pouring out of it, ticking on the ground, beating frightening music.

"That should be Ivan, right? Once a Hero of the Soviet Union? Today's... HWP lackeys? The manager's eyelids trembled slightly, and suddenly, as if he had been wronged, he lifted his foot, stepped on Muhammad's head, and twisted it vigorously! The third in command of the hwp, roaring angrily, wanted to struggle to break the rope, but how much ability have you ever seen a tied beast have? Isn't it meat on a chopping board, slaughtered at will?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, your life is worth $2 million! Franklin's smiling face is waving at me! With a smirk, the manager picked up a stick from the corner, raised it, and slammed it down under Muhammad's terrified eyes!

directly fainted the latter and died.

"Phew..."The manager spat out thick phlegm, pulled Muhammad's foot, dragged a distance, found a nylon bag, and stuffed it with great difficulty!

All he had to do now was how to get this Iraqi out, he groaned for a while, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and pressed a series of numbers very unhappily, about two rings, and then there was a flirtatious teasing voice on the other side, "Yo, Jacob, how do you have time to call me?" I thought you were damn good, you were shot and destroyed. ”

"Lahan, I'm not here to quarrel with you, I just have a business to do with you." Jacob said dissatisfied.

"Don't do it!" The other party refused without even thinking about it, and there was a dirty relationship between the two, which makes Lahan still remember it.

Although Jacob hates it, he wants to be in the business of dry meat tickets, and the other party is simply one of the good hands, about half of the missing girls in Iraq were transported out through the channel of Lahan, and he is also one of the strongholds of a dark web, and his power is huge.

"I can give you 100,000 yuan!" Jacob gritted his teeth and quoted a price, which made him feel pain.

$100,000?

Lahan's originally determined mouth instantly began to tremble, and there was a little surprise in his tone, and he began to knock on the side and ask, "Are you rich?" Did you dig up gold or tie up Gates's daughter? ”

"You ask so much what you are doing, and you say, you can't do it."

Muhammad's identity is too sensitive for more people to know, and the $2 million reward is a personal temptation, and if Lahan knew about it, he would definitely have a ghost in his heart with his urine nature.

Rahan frowned, he had inverted triangular eyes that made people look a little chilling, and most importantly, a blood-red mole on his forehead, because of which he was almost considered by the village as an ominous omen, a devil! His parents had no choice but to take him and migrate a long way, and the youngest brother was taken away by a wild wolf in the desert.

Therefore, when he grew up and entered this industry, the first thing he did was to sell all the women in that village to Holland as a J girl.

His name is disgusting, "Slave Hunter!" ”

Lahan was very careful, and when he heard Jacob say this, his eyes rolled slightly, and he understood that the "item" must be a very special or invisible thing, and even a series of big guys could be pulled.

But $100,000 is really tempting.

Although there is a grudge between the two, there is really no need to "implicate" Franklin. Lahan only thought for a moment, then agreed with a smile, "Of course, I have channels, you just need to tell me, where to pick up the goods, where to send them." ”

"You come to my massage parlor, address, I will lead the team myself." Jacob's vigilance was unexpected, although the organization behind Lahan is quite reputable, but the hearts of people are separated from each other, who knows what Lahan will think in his heart? Anyway, if Jacob can sell his son for $2 million, he won't feel distressed even if he kills it with his own hands.

Anyway...

There are rich women, and there are women who lack children? As long as you live.

Someone who came out of the war, you want to test his humanity?

Isn't this a peace negotiation with American arms dealers?

Lahan also couldn't imagine that Jacob was so, the old fox was not good at talking, he could only reluctantly make an appointment with the other party and then hung up the phone, gritted his teeth, and scolded in a low voice, "Iraq's native dog!" ”

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And Jacob over there went up and sampled the massage parlor, although the customers were abusive but also understood, after all, it was a mess that was sorted out by Ivan and others, it was simply unbearable, and when they left, Jacob closed the door, picked up the broken wooden board on the ground, threw it aside, clapped his hands, and then dragged the Muhammad up from under the floor with great difficulty.

"Damn it! Is this a pig? Jacob lifted the nylon bag with one foot, sat on the ground tiredly, panting heavily, his face was covered with sweat, he looked at his watch a little anxiously, why hasn't the sweat come yet? He was a little worried that the black man who had been captured by Ivan would betray him!

For the black man had seen Muhammad, and the same... He was also one of the employees in his store, and in terms of black urine, I am afraid that it would actually be sold.

One more minute here, one more danger!

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