He slapped me on the head and said that I was a mallet, and if Zhang Yu hadn't asked for it, he would have made me into sushi a long time ago.

Since Zhang Yu asked me to do it with him, he asked me to hurry up and go to collect the goods today.

I don't understand why Zhang Yu asked me to follow them.

But I knew that if I didn't do what they said, it would end badly.

So I didn't know what I was doing, but I dragged my newly healed body and got into a car with them.

This ride was different from before, and my eyes were not blindfolded.

I naturally saw the view outside the window.

And I saw the street scene around me, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, and I felt inexplicably sad in my heart.

For no other reason, after being imprisoned for so long, I realized the preciousness of freedom.

I used to think it was normal to go shopping or something.

can be a beast in the style street, and he has long forgotten how to live as a man.

It is a modern city with a high standard.

The small days are very tall and have a strong sense of design.

Who would have imagined that such a modern place could hide a dark place.

I escaped that night without seeing my surroundings clearly, and now I can take a good look at the island nation.

Perhaps because the sea is surrounded on all sides, the streets look crisp and clean.

Everyone says that the street scene of the island country is beautiful.

See for yourself, it does.

I remembered a quote I read in a book a long time ago.

"Today's island nation is like a beautiful daughter who killed her father and hated her life."

It inherits our Chinese beauty and has a unique culture.

But it has made an unforgivable history for us.

Soon the car stopped in an apartment building, and the self-proclaimed Chinese face of Mr. Gou asked us to get out of the car.

Then he left the three of us waiting for him in a room in front of the apartment.

There was a TV in the room, it was showing, and I looked at it.

I suddenly realized that I hadn't watched TV in a long time.

See the beautiful national election in the news.

Yellow-haired Trump takes office.

Although it is in Japanese, I can barely understand it with the pictures and some of the kanji.

I just realized that I was in the street during this time.

The world has changed dramatically.

And I might as well go to jail.

At the very least, they will organize to watch TV together.

But in the style street, I don't know what big things are going on outside.

In fact, through this, I would also like to remind you of the judges.

If you meet the so-called Uncle Hat, the CBRC or a friend who borrowed money.

You can tentatively ask the other person about recent events or some memes.

If the other party behaves not very clearly.

Then you have to be careful.

It is very likely that he is a "keyboard trader", that is, a piglet raised by a fraud group.

They're fishing.

I digressed, anyway, we watched TV for a while, and then Mr. Gou walked out.

He waved to us and spoke.

"The formalities are done, pick up the goods!"

Mr. Gou took a slip and led us back to the car.

Following them, I soon understood what it meant to pick up the goods.

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The car came to a beach that I knew very well.

I sat on the smuggling boat, and this is the place where I came.

Could it be that when the man said that he picked up the goods, he was picking up the people who had come to smuggle in the same way as me before?

I was right.

Not long after I arrived at the beach, the rusty blue boat that always appeared in my nightmares appeared.

It was still the scar boatman, who apparently didn't recognize me, and rudely called out to the people on board to get out of the boat.

There weren't many people this time, only three, and all of them were girls.

Mr. Gou was very excited, he geared up and screwed the three women into the car.

The women were in a similar state to me, numb and restless, obedient to what we were told.