The green smoke is misty, and the old dry tobacco cigar made of Parmesan grass and ancient pepper vine has a unique and intense pungent taste.

But this smell is very popular with Southeast Asians, this strong pungent sensation allows them to repel the dampness of the heat belt and smoke away mosquitoes, of course, if you add some other ingredients to the taste.

As for the shape of the cigar, it is to emulate the Westerners who have enslaved the city for hundreds of years and are still "honorable" to this day.

Lighting a thick cigar and sitting on a European-style sofa made of woven rattan can make them experience a foreign "sense of superiority".

It would be better if at this time, there was a guy kneeling in front of him who kept begging for mercy and flattery, and he would please himself with his fearful expression and humble look.

After all, only when you step on others, can you really gain the sense of being high and fill the void that eats the marrow.

Fortunately, there is such a humble person at this moment, and unfortunately Sanchi is this person.

Kneeling on the ground, his body trembled violently, and from time to time there was a sharp pain in his limbs and back, but he did not dare to shout, because if he screamed too loudly, he might have his tongue cut out.

His calves, arms, and back were covered with a hook deep into his flesh, which was tied to several rods with a fishing line.

The person who mastered these fishing rods was the man who sat on the rattan chair smoking a dry cigarette cigar, and he enjoyed the fun of this kind of "fishing", after all, he was also a famous angler in Princess Beach.

"Sanchi, Sanchi, where have you been all these days? I miss you so much."

"You know, just last week, my mother took me another 10 grains of "Maku" on credit, and told me that in a few days her son would come back with a lot of money to help her pay the bills?"

"As you know, the biggest advantage of me compared to other bosses is that I have a good heart and am willing to trust others."

"So, it's not a good thing to make good people sad, do you say yes?"

Pulling the fishing rod, the line tugged at the flesh of Sanchi's back and puffed out a sharp bag, Sanji grinned in pain but didn't dare to move, because the hooks on his hands and feet would tear his flesh together.

"Big Brother Mito...... I know wrong...... Yes...... I shouldn't owe you any money, if you let me go, I'll keep my mom from giving her any more pills...... Ah......h

The middle-aged man sitting on the rattan chair stood up and slowly walked up to Sanchi, squatted down in front of him, the smoke of the cigar rising slowly on Sanchi's face, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"Sanchi, you just say you know you're wrong, but you don't know what's wrong."

Mito's dark brown face was wrinkled, and he shook his head helplessly.

"You actually made your mother not take the medicine?! This is the only joy she has in the world, and you have to deprive her of this last enjoyment, are you still her son! What about your filial piety! ”

It's like a heartbroken uncle teaching juniors.

"What you did wrong is that you shouldn't refuse my kindness, I know that you have entered the iron union, you have so many workers, what a good market, help me bring the goods over, I will give you a commission enough for your mother to suck up!" The great opportunity is in front of you, but you don't seize it, that's the wrong thing, you know......"

Mito had to pat him on the head.

Sanji secretly complained in his heart, not to mention that he couldn't do this kind of thing in the first place, he was just a casual worker and a pawn in the iron union, where could he have any opportunity to open up sales.

Besides, the Iron Union is originally a place with extremely deep water, so do you really think it is a place where good people and good people live?

At least a large number of no less than thousands of members are taking drugs and absorbing fans, and he knows that there are three or five in the group he is in, and he has to give a few grams to the third-level cadres above every month in exchange for contribution points.

With such a huge demand, the union itself can let this money be earned by others?

In fact, the Iron Union was a huge base for banned drugs, and the Guild Daxi himself was the biggest drug dealer.

Grab business with the president as a casual worker?

I'm afraid I haven't seen what the crocodiles in Mani Bay look like.

So Sanchi could only kneel and beg Mito to let him go, this kind of thing is really not something he can do.

Mito looked disappointed: "Sanchi, this time you came back here with the meat fish, I thought you were enlightened, why are you still such a muddy?" ”

"Meat fish?"

Sanji was stunned for a moment.

"What...... What meat fish ......"

This is not to say that Sanchi does not understand the meaning of meat fish, he certainly knows what Mito means by "meat fish".

Mata Town, a small mountain town in Southeast Asia that cannot be found on the map, is not found in any official map of the surrounding area, except for the local residents and "relevant authorities", as well as various underground forces such as gangs, drug dealers, warlords, and criminal enterprises...... Ordinary Gentiles would not know about it.

It's not a tourist city, and most foreign tourists can't find it on their own, unless they're led all the way.

And if it was really brought over by the locals, it would be an unfortunate thing, because most of these people are the "meat fish" that have been picked.

Generally, the "meat fish" is alone in a foreign country, and it is confirmed that there is no important background relationship, and even if it disappears, it will not cause much waves.

Of course, what is more important is that the "meat fish" should have economic value, either with a large amount of money on them, or a young and beautiful woman (or man), or a young man who is helpless and strong enough to work as a laborer......

The people who come to the town with "meat fish" are called "fish hooks", and they are generally locals with little status, who are only responsible for bringing people in as guides, and they don't care which "diners" in the town will digest them later.

As a "fish hook", they will get a certain amount of reward, and the amount of reward depends on the value of the "meat fish".

It is clear that Mito sees Li Heng, who Sanchi brought into town during the day, as a "meat fish".

When he saw this scene on the street during the day, Mito said that this stupid thing had finally opened up a little and obediently acted as a "fishhook".

And it seems that this meat fish is quite valuable, like a small businessman from a foreign country, generally this kind of person has a lot of oil and water, and there is a lot of value that can be developed, after all, there have been more and more Western perverts who like little white faces in recent years.

"But...... I...... Didn't ......."

Sanji looked dazed, and wanted to defend himself a few more words.

After all, he really didn't plan to do any "fish hook", and that guy was not a "meat fish" that he hooked himself.

He forced himself to lead the way! I don't want to come!

It's just that Mito still said to himself: "I have already asked Laiti to greet the meat fish, by the way, to find out whether this fish is fat or not, if there is no oil and water, you can continue to find a way to return the medicine on credit to me." ”

As he spoke, Mito sat back on his wicker chair, stroking the rod and grinning Sanchi, who had been straining the line from time to time.

"This time it's to see that you're doing well, just give you a reminder, if you think about running out again and being dishonest, the next time you catch it will be your mother's eyeballs and nostrils!"

Sanji was suddenly silent, and lay motionless on the ground.

Squeak –

At this moment, the door of the activity room renovated from the underground warehouse opened, and an emaciated figure walked in.

After seeing the visitor, the corners of Mito's mouth rose with joy: "Reiti! My brother, you're back, how is the fish? Is it worth slaughtering...... Well? What happened to you? ”

Mito's brow furrowed and he felt that Reity's movements were not quite right, as if he had arthritis all over his body, and his steps were stiff and his body was very unnaturally twisted, which was completely different from his usual orthodox hands.

"Mitogo...... I ......"

Reiti's hoarse voice rang out, and layers of white sweat broke out on her bone-poked cheeks.

With a pop, Retti fell.

A figure standing behind him was revealed.

I only heard the figure slowly speak: "Don't probe, the fish will come to you in person."

Mito jumped up from the wicker chair almost reflexively, and roared in shock: "Who are you! ”

"What's wrong with Reity?"

But after a brief moment of panic, he quickly calmed down, and quietly pulled out a Cooglin M191 pistol from a drawer behind him.

This semi-automatic pistol, produced in the Rakshasa country in the last century, is difficult to use but powerful enough, and at this distance, with the shooting level that he has served in the Shan Guerrilla for more than ten years, Mito is confident that he can hit any target!

But he still didn't shoot recklessly, but immediately picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and whispered a few words quickly.

However, there was no response.

Mito's mood sank slightly, the underground warehouse he was in was located in a sesame factory southeast of Mata Town, but since he took over, it has not produced sesame powder and sesame oil.

At the moment, there are at least a dozen of his men guarding the entrance above, how did he get here with Reiti and bypassing all the eyeline?

And Reiti is also a good hand, how can he be suppressed by him to the point that he can't move.

But it's not a big deal, mixed to this point, Mito has never seen any scenes, that is, in the dense forest of the delta, he was chased and killed by the Wabang army until he was alone, and he was so born that he was forced to pass through the green river full of leeches, bloodsuckers, and even a large number of crocodiles, and he was not afraid to escape from death and come here.

As long as the gun is still in hand, Lao Tzu will not be afraid of anything!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Sanji, who was kneeling on the ground, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Dog stuff! This kid actually dared to set Lao Tzu and pretend to be a fish hook to take this unknown thing, but it would definitely not be a "meat fish" guy who caught it to deal with Lao Tzu!

After Lao Tzu kills this thing, he will make you along with your medicine ghost's mother!

He mistakenly believed that Sanji had been instructed to deliberately design himself.

"Did you know that the biggest taboo when confronting people is to look away?"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew on his face, and the cold words hit his ears together.

Mito's hairs are tingling!

Because in his turning sight, a dark figure was less than half a step away in front of him.

He roared in his heart, and I just blinked my eyes!

Bang bang bang –

Years of guerrilla experience told him that this was a sense of crisis that was about to come to a catastrophe, so it was only under the subconscious push that Mito frantically pulled the trigger, and Cooglin roared and spat tongues of fire.

However, in exchange for his own screams, all three bullets accurately hit his own feet, and the powerful 6.88 caliber bullets exploded half of the winter lion's crocodile leather shoes, and also half disappeared his left foot.

Screaming in pain, he realized that the hand he had shot had been pinched and pressed downwards by the other party, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at his left foot.

With another effort, he only heard a click, and the bones of his hand and the body of the pistol merged into one, and it was inseparable.

Finger bones, flesh, blood, butts, bullet casings...... Metal and flesh are intertwined, like a postmodern work of art.

As the raw material for this work of art, Mito didn't look so happy, and the screams of pain distorted his face and polluted the atmosphere.

Li Heng decided to make him happy, otherwise the follow-up conversation would not be easy.

So he crushed his mandible and masseter muscles with his backhand, so that his jaw fell off and could not be closed again, like a comedy artist who always opens his mouth and laughs.

"Sit down, now we can talk calmly"

Li Heng pushed him onto the rattan chair with a backhand push, allowing him to sit on the "throne" again.

But having lost one hand and one foot, he didn't seem to sit so comfortably, and his jaw kept shaking all the time.

"Relax, you seem to be a little nervous"

I watched this young man with an East Asian face sit in front of him with a relaxed face, like a guest who had come to discuss business.

Mito's mouth was so hard to close that he swallowed a mouthful, his muscles twitching and forcing him not to shake anymore.

Like the previous Rino, the same thought arose in his mind - this guy is most likely not human!

"You...... What are you going to talk about......"

Some of the muttering voices were so indistinct that he could not pronounce them normally because he could not close his jaw.

"You're from the Iron Union? Or the Green River Gang...... No, no, I've never done anything wrong with them until now, I can't do this to me...... Could it be that the Wabang Army invited you to come......"

Still speculating about Li Heng's origins, Mito kept thinking about who he had provoked.

"You...... It's not right for you to do it here...... Unruly! ”

Li Heng raised his expressionless face, lowered his eyes and looked down at him and said, "You are also worthy of mentioning the word rules?" ”

After saying that, he took a light step and stepped on the other party's other foot, making him understand that the conversation was not for him to ask.

Interrupting Mito's cry of pain, Li Heng went straight to the point: "Now 1510 has to tell me all the information, why are you tracking me, is there anyone behind you, and...... Is it related to this person?"

He took out the picture again and put it in front of Mito.

So under Li Heng's cordial urging, Mito told his previous plans and everything he knew.

Ten minutes later, Li Heng, who had listened to everything, frowned.

The situation seems to be a little off his radar, this guy just thinks of himself as a "meat fish" who has been lured, and even mistakenly thinks that Sanji deliberately lured him to deal with him.

Li Heng was silent for a moment, so it seems that this was not recruited by himself for a play in the bar, and he doesn't seem to know Ma Hongtu and hasn't seen the person in the photo.

Everyone was fishing, but they didn't catch the fish they wanted.

The difference is that Li Heng bit the hook to pieces.

Li Heng pursed his lips and said with some pity: "So, it's a pity, then your usefulness is not as great as I imagined."

As soon as the words fell, even instinctive Mito could feel that life and death were only in an instant!

"I ...... I can help you! Don't kill me! I don't know him...... But I could find people who knew him...... There's no path I'm not familiar with here...... Someone knows for sure! ”

In order to get that glimmer of life, Mito frantically used his brain to find the information that would keep him alive.

Li Heng pondered for a while and nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Mito was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief in order to continue to live.

"Thanks, but I don't need to"

Reaching out and pointing at Mito's short-haired head, the momentum of his fingertips instantly shattered his skull into a pulp.

Knock - after a short conversation, this gang boss who Li Heng didn't even know his name ended his career as a drug dealer, and by the way, ended his career in this life.

"What are you doing there? Are you waiting for me to unhook you?"

Sanchi, who had been watching on his knees in a daze, also reacted at this time, and he immediately trembled and said, "No...... No need to ......"

Then, in severe pain, he pulled out the hooks one by one, scraping pieces of flesh and flesh in the process, and the pain made him grin.

But compared to the freedom of no longer being bound by the fishing line, this pain is nothing.

No, not only the fishing line, but even the people who fish are gone!

Half lame and half limped out of this underground warehouse with Li Heng and came to the sesame factory on the ground.

When he saw what he saw, he understood why no one on Mito's walkie-talkie responded.

They were all stacked neatly together, even plugging the incoming warehouse of the factory machinery.

Sanji twitched unconsciously, and glanced sideways at the figure beside him, this guy who was obviously not very tall, but stood in the dark like a magic mountain.

This guy is the real monster!

(End of chapter)