As soon as Li Mu raised his hand, he was about to grab Liu Mazi by the collar and throw him out. Suddenly, his heart moved, he remembered something, and stopped Li Mei with an unkind face with his eyes.

"Then let's find a secluded place to talk."

As he spoke, he took out a roll of stinky deerskin, used it as food money, threw it on the dining table, and carried the thin Liu Mazi out like a chicken.

Boss Wang, who had been silent, unfolded the deerskin, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and carefully observed the lines on it. Only halfway through it, he gasped.

When autumn comes, deer in the mountains migrate to lower altitudes to survive the winter. Along the way, there are thorn forests characteristic of the Bilisi Mountains, and the fawns in the population are scarred in their abdomen because of their short stature. Only a few deer that are strong enough will survive, and by the time they reach adulthood, the marks of their wounds will turn into beautiful patterns.

This is a very valuable fur.

The most precious belly of this deerskin has been cut, but it is not clean, and a small unique pattern remains on the corner.

Every year, desperate people go into the mountains of Bilisi to hunt deer, but very few come back alive. Those three people are definitely not ordinary characters. Liu Mazi seems to be more than lucky.

Boss Wang, who was missing an old customer, didn't show anything unusual. He picked up the scissors, cut off the pattern, and continued to squint back on the counter.

If you want to survive in this lawless place, the most important thing is your eyesight. Liu Mazi was blindfolded by greed, and he deserved to die.

To the east of the town, stevedores' shacks were rusty and rusty from filthy tin sheets and wooden strips. The road was encroached on by shacks on both sides, and it was so narrow that you had to walk sideways. There is no drainage system, sewage flows freely, and occasionally excrement can be seen floating on it.

The people who live here go to work during the day, and there is silence all around. Occasionally, warblers poke their heads out when they hear movement, their clothes scantily clad and almost all of them have radiation-induced mutations on their bodies. Seeing that they did not look like guests, they quickly retreated into the shed.

After living here for a long time, you will know that many times, it is not a good thing to know too much.

Li Mei lowered her head, her cheeks flushed with shame, she saw the dress of those wandering warblers, and wondered how there could be such a shameless woman.

Liu Mazi, who was walking in front of her, was sweating like pulp, her legs were trembling, if it weren't for Li Mu's clamping, she would almost be unable to walk. On the way, he noticed something unusual, but Li Mu's arm was like an iron tong, making him unable to move.

"Big brother! Eldest brother! Spare your life. His tears and snot came out of his fear.

Li Mu looked around, this was already the outermost place of the entire town, and there was a stinky garbage heap on the side, except for taking out the garbage, no one would come here.

Seeing that the place was suitable, he grabbed Liu Mazi by the collar and threw him into the garbage heap.

"Look at you, you've also done a lot of human traffic, and you've collected a lot of women and children, tell me, who is your upline."

Xinlinfen has a lot of land, he wants to give Li Xuan a safe and clean environment, and also for her to go to school and study, a few belly skins of radiant deer are just a drop in the bucket. Li Mu needed a lot of money, and it happened that Liu Mazi bumped into it by himself. Although he is just a small minion, his upline has ill-gotten gains waiting for him to accept.

On the face of Zhuxia, it is forbidden for the people of Zhuxia to be easy, but it does not prohibit the sale of some non-human intelligent creatures. But this rule can still be barely implemented in Zhongzhou, and in the colonies, it is just a piece of waste paper.

Natural disasters, man-made disasters, and the rampant predators have bankrupted peasants in the wilderness at every moment. There is never a shortage of goods in the human trafficking trade, not to mention that many traffickers also work as predators.

Some of the big human trafficking organizations even have formal licenses, and they usually carry the brand of a domestic service company, but secretly do human trafficking. Many of them have the nobles of Zhongzhou as backers behind them, with deep backgrounds and rampant behavior.

Liu Mazi fell into a pile of fermented and foul-smelling livestock manure, and when he heard that Li Mu was going to check his line, his face turned white with fright, and he shook his head in a hurry. He knows the methods of those people, and if he finds out that he leaked the secret, even if he survives now, life will be worse than death in the future.

"Looks like you don't know my methods."

Li Mu is also a person who has watched spy war movies for five or six years, and he has all the torture that the major screenwriters have come up with in his brain, Liu Mazi is a soft bone, it is too simple to pry his mouth open.

He motioned for Li Mei to go away with Li Xuan in her arms, he didn't want his sister to see him interrogating Liu Mazi.

"See this towel?"

Li Mu picked up a torn towel that was thrown in the garbage heap and shook it in front of Liu Mazi with a cold face.

Liu Mazi nodded indifferently.

"I'm going to shove this end into your stomach, and in about ten minutes, your stomach will start to digest the towel and stick it tightly. At this point, I can pull your stomach out of your mouth by pulling the other end hard. He smiled coldly: "I see, you are also curious about what your stomach looks like, right?" ”

"Not curious! Not curious at all! ”

Liu Mazi was frightened and directly strained. In his eyes, Li Mu was no different from a demon.

"Then you can answer whatever I ask, don't try to get by."

Ten minutes later, Liu Mazi was twisted off his neck and lay on the dung heap without a bare eye. Under Li Mu's interrogation, he shook out a lot of black things he had done before. Not only did he break the legs of farmers who demanded a price increase when buying cotton, but he also strangled three slave girls who dared to resist.

Since he had done such evil things, Li Mu didn't have any psychological burden to kill him.

Feng Leshan was originally the stationmaster of Platform 75, a person with vision, and when the area around the platform had not yet developed, he circled the best territory around the platform. Now he has long since resigned from his position as stationmaster, and has mastered the population business of the entire 75th platform, and also runs the cotton business, and also runs the only casino next to the platform.

He has hands and eyes to the sky, and it is said that he also has a lot of relationship with the big people in New Linfen. There are more than a hundred thugs under his command, a rabble, relying on his power, almost doing evil.

Li Mu quickly settled down and targeted him.

The busiest part of Platform 75 is on the west side of the town. Rows of low-slung bungalows are lined with shops. From time to time, there are well-dressed cotton merchants, followed by their entourage, swaggering through the market.

The most luxurious of these is an expansive three-storey casino. From time to time, there was an earth-shattering shouting sound inside, and even at noon, it was still crowded with gamblers. Everyone's face was full of frenzy, and a pair of eyes stared straight at the dice on the table.

A fat man with hair oil on his head sat on the seat on the third floor, looking at the hot scene below with pride. He is none other than Feng Leshan, the owner of this casino.

Suddenly, he shuddered and spilled all the hot tea on his trouser legs.