Liu Xing called Lou Xiaobei to report the situation here, and Lou Xiaobei told him on the phone, asking him to tell the symbol that the location of this blood collection was in an abandoned warehouse at the foot of Dalong Mountain in the suburbs of S City, and at the same time asked him and the crow to go over immediately, and the blood collection vehicle arrived soon.

After Liu Xing told the location of the symbol, he took the crow out to say goodbye, and after the two came out, they got into the taxi, Liu Xing looked at the crow's eyes full of questions, and he sighed for a while before telling him: "Actually, I have heard it before, the things that Lou Xiaobei asked to purchase are not coming from the right way, and the quality is not very good, Mo Zhifeng used to have a dispute with her for this matter." It's just that in Corey, I can only pretend that I don't know, and just do my sales at that time. But now that she's brought me up and let me know the secret, she's definitely going to pull me into her inner circle. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Xing fell silent and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

The crow didn't know what to say, and for a moment, both of them in the car were silent.

Liu Xing suddenly said again: "Crow, I don't know why, I always feel very relieved when I see you, and I feel that you are a good person, so I will know you and spread everything out with you soon." To be honest, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for all the people involved in everything I'm doing now. However, I have already gone on this road and cannot stop. With that, he let out a long sigh.

The crow was about to say something, Liu Xing waved his hand and glanced at the driver who was concentrating on driving, and the crow knew that he didn't want to say anything to himself, so he stopped in amusement.

The car quickly drove to the place designated by Lou Xiaobei, and after getting out of the car, they walked for a few minutes before entering the abandoned warehouse.

The keeper of the door was an old man, who seemed to have arranged it for a long time, and let them in without asking them too much.

After a while, a modified bus drove by, and the window glass was covered with dark reflective sun film, so that the inside could not be seen from the outside. When the car drove into the warehouse gate and stopped, two women in nurses' uniforms got out of the car, and one of them looked around and walked towards the crows.

"Which one is Section Chief Liu?" She asked, after a moment's pause.

Liu Xing greeted her a few steps and introduced himself: "I am Liu Xing." Who are you? ”

"You call me Xiao Wu. Sister Bei arranged for me to assist you in collecting blood, and then told you the amount collected, and finally you led us to unload the goods in your cold storage, as for the accounts, Sister Bei settled them in a unified manner. ”

Liu Xing knew that he wouldn't ask anything if he asked again, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'm sorry for you." ”

The woman, who claimed to be Xiao Wu, then said, "Section Chief Liu, please take down the bread from the car with this little brother and distribute it to the blood donors in a while." ”

Liu Xing hurriedly got on the blood collection car with the crow, only to see that two blood collection instruments were placed in the front of the carriage, and a white cloth was used to block it in the middle, and dozens of boxes with the word "food" were piled up in a mess behind it.

They hurriedly moved the boxes down, and at this time, a convoy of more than a dozen buses and trucks full of people had slowly opened on the road not far away.

The convoy stopped in front of the warehouse, and a man wearing sunglasses got out of the head of the car, and he strode towards this direction while swearing and beckoning his brothers behind him to get out of the car to maintain order.

Liu Xing hurriedly put down the box in his hand and greeted him, it turned out that the blood head arranged by the symbol came with a blood slave.

Soon, the blood head knew that Liu Xing was responsible for the blood collection buyer, and after a few words with him, he asked the brothers to line up with the blood slaves, and climbed into the blood collection vehicle in turn to start collecting blood.

After the crow finished moving the boxes on the car, he looked at the so-called blood slaves coldly, and at first glance, he only felt shocked.

Most of the people in the team were swollen, their faces were yellow, their hands and feet were weak, and their expressions were indifferent, and they slowly moved forward with the procession, and on their arms, which had rolled up their sleeves, there was a large black swollen black blue the size of a coin, densely covered with pinholes.

Taking advantage of the confusion of the crowd, the crow huddled in the crowd and whispered to a middle-aged man who seemed to be quite healthy.

It turned out that these blood slaves were professional blood sellers controlled by blood tyrants and blood heads, and they were tools for blood tyrants and blood heads to make huge profits.

They would rather act as a tool for blood tyrants and blood heads to make money than engage in legitimate occupations, like blood selling machines, selling blood as many as 15 or 6 times a month, until their bodies are swollen or emaciated, and they can only rely on taking medicine to produce blood.

He also said that they all lived in a place provided by the bloodhead, and had to pay the bloodhead for food and accommodation every month.

The accommodation conditions of the blood slaves are relatively poor, and in terms of diet, the meals are rich and nutritious, which is to meet the needs of blood nourishment and blood promotion.

In addition to selling blood, their daily life is very monotonous and boring, nothing more than surfing the Internet and gambling for money.

They can donate blood more than a dozen times a month at most, provided that they keep taking "blood-inducing" drugs, such as ferrous sulfate, compound liver tablets, vitamin B12, etc., as well as a diuretic tablet, because this drug has great toxic side effects, harmful to the body, and is a national illegal drug, but in order to produce more blood, these blood slaves do not care about long-term overdose.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was supposed to chat with him got into the car to collect blood, and the crow also took the opportunity to follow the blood collection car.

As soon as I got in the car, I saw that the two women just now were very busy, and every time a blood slave came up, they just symbolically glanced at their ID cards.

The blood slave's ID card is marked with a big "A", "B", "AB" or "O" letter to indicate their blood type, and then they do not test the blood of the blood slave, directly take out the corresponding blood collection bag marked with blood type, wipe it with alcohol cotton on the black needle holes on the blood slave's arm, choose a relatively good place to take blood, insert the needle and start collecting blood.

This time only the serum needed to be separated, so the plasma was processed by a separator and then fed into the other arm of the blood slave.

The crow learned about the general procedure of blood collection on the side, looked at the crowded faces on the car, and looked at the dirty environment of the blood collection car, couldn't help but feel nauseous, couldn't stay any longer, hurriedly jumped off the blood collection car, and found Liu Xing and them.

While maintaining order, the brothers under the blood head distributed the bread brought by Xiao Wu to each blood slave who had already collected blood, and the blood slaves took the bread, nibbled it in three times and two times, and consciously climbed into the car they were sitting in, closed their eyes and recuperated.

Liu Xing seemed to be a little unable to stand the taste here, and the time was just noon, so he beckoned him to go to dinner together. Xuetou called a brother to confess, and followed Liu Xing and them out.