Chapter Eighty-Seven: Jon's Happiness

"She's in the land king's place, about 50 miles from Bangalore, and there's an Englishman who has taken a fancy to her and is going to take her back to his own country." Dewarz replied, then added, "This Englishman is a bit peculiar, and seems to be very fond of very small girls, and it is said that he has them perform in English clubs......"

"Okay, you can do two things for me now, the first is to tell me about the home and situation of your local king, and second, you go and prepare people to destroy that Lahore." Dang Weimin knew that a day had passed, and he could only hope that the British pervert would not start so early, "This is 2,000 US dollars, you use this money to buy people." Also, here are 5 pistols that you take to reliable people. ”

Dang Weimin tossed a large stack of dollar bills to Duwarz, and then pointed to the black box that was set aside, which contained the prepared munitions. As he put the dollar away, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, if I run away now? He opened the box, which contained five Colt M1911 large pistols and 10 magazines of 200 scattered rounds.

Surprised and delighted, he lifted one of his pistols and found that they were not new, but they were well maintained, and each gun was coated with oil. When pulling the bolt, the movement was crisp and smooth, and Duvaz suddenly put his mind at ease, his gang was only the boss Lahore had a revolver, and others had no other guns except cold weapons, so even if there were more descendants in Lahore, it would not be a matter of concern.

"So, sir, wait for me to call, good news is coming soon." Dewarz said goodbye to the party and the people in a happy mood, and walked away briskly with dollars and suitcases, still smiling as he closed the door.

After walking a few miles after leaving the house, Dewarz saw that no one was following behind, and then looked at the slightly brighter sky, and laughed a few times. For him now, he has money and guns, and he can live a good life without having to turn his face with Lahore, so he might as well ...... himself

As soon as he thought of this, a voice sounded in his ears: "Why don't you do anything?" ”

Frightened, Duwar was startled, and quickly turned around to see that there was no one around.

"Stop being verbose! Do as I say! Otherwise watch your head......" He could tell, it was the foreigner, and the sound seemed to be coming from the depths of his ears, deafening.

"I'll listen to you, sir." Duwar didn't know what tricks the foreigner was using to keep track of himself in real time and knew what he was thinking.

As soon as he said this, he immediately felt a tingling pain in his brain, like a needle pricking deep into the bone marrow, as if a dozen people were poking his brain with slender pins at the same time. The pain was so great that Dewarz immediately collapsed to the ground, rolling back and forth on the ground with his head in his hands, tears on his face stained with dust on the ground, and his face was covered in smudge.

"Don't do that, sir, I never have any other thoughts, but you alone." He lay on the ground, begging for mercy again and again, he was also a ruthless character in the past, and the pain of being cut by a knife was like a child tickling compared to the current situation.

The pinprick in his head continued for a few more minutes before he stopped, and the foreigner said slowly: "Monsieur Duwarz, don't try to betray me, or I'll make you think death is a happy thing." In addition, you have an older brother and your nephews, whose happiness also depends on you. Do you understand? ”

"Understood, understood." Dewarz was cold all over now, he had changed his name after dropping out of college, thinking that no one would find his core secret, how did he know?

"How do you know?" Dang Weimin took off the headset and threw it on the desk, with a sneer on his face. That guy is like a wild horse that has been caught, and he won't understand his position without a little violence. Although he did not drink anything, some extremely tiny nano-machines had already entered his body with breathing and talking, some of which penetrated into the circulatory system through bubbles in the lungs, and others into the blood vessels through dialysis in the stomach.

That guy's body was already filled with tens of thousands of machines smaller than a hair, and those machines were kept running through blood circulation and body heat, and now Duwarz didn't know as much about his body as some outsider. No longer thinking about the anti-skeleton who tried to take out the boss, Dang Weimin leaned back in a swivel chair and carefully looked at the satellite photos of the computer screen, which are some commercial civilian photos, taken 10 days ago. ,

Using submarine fiber optic surveillance, he can see a large number of commercial civilian Earth satellite photos, although the time is not real-time, but for a building, enough for reconnaissance work.

After a basic understanding of the building, Dang Weimin took a break for about an hour, and at seven o'clock in the morning he spoke to several directors of the company, and then turned off his mobile phone.

The van he had taken out of Grand Theft Auto World yesterday was no longer usable, and he had a very old midsize sedan to spare. As for the license plates, after coming to India for so long, a large number of unlicensed cars are still running around on the roads, and the police officer has not been seen.

It took him more than two hours to arrive at a distance of dozens of kilometers, because the road was in a very bad condition, and at the end of the road, even the broken asphalt road disappeared. When it was still ten kilometers away from Tuwang Manor, Dang Weimin parked his car on the side of the road, saw that the neighborhood was very quiet, and directly launched six small flying reconnaissance planes into the air.

The purpose of these men was to prepare to go to the manor to find out Nika's whereabouts, and according to Duwarz, the Englishman came to the manor of the Tuwang, and according to custom, he usually lived for a few days. He turned on the air conditioner in the car, opened a gap in the window slightly, then took the newspaper and put it on his face to continue to rest and wait for the results.

At this time, in a room in the manor of the Earth King, Jon, a skinny Englishman, was venting his anger vigorously, and the girl below him was crying. The cry made Jon feel unusually happy, and for the "good people" who owned companies and a lot of shares in England, he was glad to be able to understand the blatant crime in this country.

In Europe and the United States, the control of children is getting higher and higher, and every guy who is exposed will be unlucky. A wealthy person like Jon who is an underage child in Britain can't afford to spend decades in prison. But since he got to know the king of India, the ** who has been suppressing has leaked an opening. Every time I come to India, I not only have to play with a few local indigenous children, but also bring some particularly good "goods" back to Europe.

You must know that there is a large group of people in the upper class of Britain who are usually sanctimonious and dirty in private. What**、Sexuality is all leftover from playing.,Like a more exciting pedophile is what these people love.。 The opportunity to come to India to discuss business always tried to entrain the population, satisfying the "hobbies" of several local British bigwigs, so he was favored by those bigwigs.

The girl cried loudly, then lowered and lowered, and finally only moaned. And Jon didn't care to satisfy his cravings, he had been ravaging the poor girl for more than an hour, until XX satisfied it several times.

Only then did he realize that the girl had her eyes wide open and was no longer breathing. Jon suddenly jumped out of bed, put on his clothes and walked to the door to ring the bell, when the door was opened, and the fifty-year-old earth king directly pushed the door in, he was too obese and gasping for breath as soon as he walked.

"Well, my friend, are you satisfied?"

Jon shook his head and replied, "No, it didn't take long for him to die." ”

The earth king looked distressed, and sighed: "This girl has taken me a lot of effort, you must know how difficult it is to find a suitable one now." ”

Jon lifted his pants and shook his head: "NO, NO, there are 1 billion people in this country, and I'm afraid there are millions of people who are eligible." You are a great king, and finding someone is as easy for you as it is to blow ashes. ”

"Oh, may your words be auspicious. But now that the government has been more and more strict during this time, I have to be cautious. The earth king's face was sad, as if a great calamity was about to come.

As they talked, they walked outside the house, and a servant entered the house, carried the dead girl on his shoulder, and followed her. Tuwang's estate is very extensive, with a large number of English-style sculptures and fountains.

Some peacocks were running around on the lawn, and a few servants were carefully trimming the trees. After looking at it for a while, Jon replied, "Well, I agree to continue the 1.5 percentage point discount on your business, who called us friends?" ”

The Earth King laughed: "That's right, we're friends, look at these cute little animals to welcome us." ”

They were standing on a high platform, and a dozen Bengal tigers were patrolling around in the rockery below, looking up at the people on the stage from time to time. The servant carried the dead girl to the high platform, threw the body down, and several tigers roared and pounced.