Chapter 683: Pretend to Make You Cry With Me
"Wayne, Mr. Dick asked you to bring these two people over."
"knew"
The two people who were pointed at by dozens of automatic weapons and various semi-automatic pistols did not dare to move. If someone impulsively gave them a shuttle, it would be really unfair to die.
The black man who had been kicked out by Fang Yuanshan before stood up from the ground with his teeth bared. His scarlet tongue swept his thick lips, and then "snatched" and walked towards Fang Yuanshan.
When he arrived next to him, he looked him up and down. His eyes, which were more white and less black, were covered with danger. He laughed and said, "I'm quite brave. I dare to come to Rapati Mentu to make trouble!"
While saying "bang", the black man punched Fang Yuanshan hard in the stomach.
"boom"
"Dadadada..."
Just as this black man named "Waine" punched Fang Yuanshan's lower abdomen, Li Fugui next to him couldn't help but jumped over and kicked him out. The people holding automatic weapons behind him immediately shot and warned him.
"Stop it all. If anyone dares to do it again, don't blame me for being rude. Wayne, who told you to do it?" Unfortunately, with his shouting, the man who collapsed on the ground fainted.
Fang Yuanshan was also shocked at this time. Although Li Fugui's sudden kick just now, although the black man was knocked to the ground, the bullets behind him did not have eyes. Fortunately, the guns of those people were aimed at the sky, otherwise he would really have a massacre.
After seeing this scene, the man who had not walked away just now had to walk back. When he arrived at the two of them, he warned: "You two should be honest. This is the Repati Mentu. It is not a city outside. No one can help you collect the body if you die."
Fang Yuanshan, who had not been hit like this for a long time, looked a little bad after being punched. The muscles on his face trembled and said, "Is that true? It doesn't matter if I die, but this 'Repati Mentu' will definitely not exist anymore. And all the people present today, regardless of men, women, young and old, and cockroaches at his family, will die."
The man with dark skin in front of him, who looked like a pilobar, curled his lips and said, "It's useless for you to threaten me. The entire Repati Menpai is decided by our boss. If you dare to provoke again, we won't blame us if you die."
He stared at the "Ma Gan" in front of him for a moment, then glanced at "Wayne" on the ground, turned around and said, "Let's go, take me to see your boss."
Walking all the way toward the town of Repati Mentu, the road was full of low stone houses. Modern civilization seemed to have completely forgotten this place, and there were no modern products at all. Even the lampposts were dilapidated and crooked on the side of the road, and no one paid attention to it.
Fang Yuanshan, who was getting more and more frightened, was about to say something when the black man "Ma Gan" next to him had already spoken: "Isn't it very strange?"
Before he could ask, the "Ma Gan" whispered: "This place used to be very prosperous, Xinguhe brought many people to come here to Taobao, but with his arrival five or six years ago, everything changed here..."
Fang Yuanshan, who was still listening with his ears prickly, did not know that the man suddenly stopped talking, and his chin signaled to a two-story wooden house in front of him and said, "Mr. Dick is waiting for you inside."
This place is not too far from the center of the town. It is the only place with woods in this town. The small building in front of the woods stands alone there, surrounded by "savages" with no cloth on their bodies, with oil paint on their faces, and they can't tell their original appearance. When they saw them and their group come over, a man in front of the building walked towards them and said in English: "Come with me." After saying that, he turned around and walked forward.
Unlike those who surrounded them just now, the people near this small building had no modern weapons, and only had short blades. And the gunmen who followed them also left here.
When Li Fugui walked to the small building, he was stopped and allowed Fang Yuanshan to go up alone. With a curious look in his eyes, Fang Yuanshan couldn't help but look up the four-dimensional image. There was only an old man in his fifties sitting on the floor, with a newspaper in front of him, and he was enjoying it!
"Fuck, I was scared and thought I was in some primitive society!"
When you see the old man reading a newspaper, it means that the people here are not primitive people with a stubborn mind, at least you can still listen to "reasoning".
He felt relieved and turned around and waved his hand at Li Fugui, signaling him to wait for him here, and then walked upstairs along the wooden stairs. There was no door on the front of the small building, so when he came up along the stairs, the old man was right opposite him.
This white old man was not naked like the "primitive people" outside, but instead dressed like the retired young men in Rio. He had white short sleeves, big shorts, and a pair of sandals on his feet. When he saw Fang Yuanshan coming, he didn't raise his head and said, "Mr. Fang, please sit down."
"Damn it, now everyone has a clever plan."
When he saw this old man, he not only did not look surprised, but he even knew his name. This made Fang Yuanshan curious and said, "How do you know what my name is?"
"No hurry, just have a cup of tea before talking about it."
As the old man finished speaking, a sound of walking came from the opposite side. Then with a "creak", a small door behind him was pushed open from outside. A woman in her forties walked in with a tray. After putting the teacup down on the floor in front of him, she smiled at him, and then walked down the stairs along the way she came.
Fang Yuanshan looked over there and found that it was not what he had seen before. Behind this small wooden building, there were more than a dozen small houses, similar in size to this one.
The old man was not in a hurry, nor was he in a hurry. Anyway, he came here today to see what was going on here. He always reads the written reports and the information given by the other party, and there is no more intuitive judgment.
He lifted his trouser legs up, and after sitting down, he picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip of it without any haste, then looked around the room carefully.
There is no TV, no telephone, and not even a light. The only one in this room that can be regarded as electrical appliances is the old mechanical watch in the hand of the white old man in front of him. The most common ones here are various wood carvings, including animals, half-human and half-beasts; the image is ever-changing, either hideous, terrifying, or ugly, which makes people feel a little creepy.
Then his "eye" turned to the room again. When he arrived here, something that matched his purpose: gemstone
Red, green, purple, blue, sky blue, lake green, everything is available; the size is also different, the largest one is successful. The human head is as small as the thickness of a thumb; looking at the quality, many of them can be regarded as the best gems, and a few of them are evilly green gems are clearly the emperor jade of Brazil: "Toppa".
At present, the international price of "Emperor Toppa" is about 6,000 US dollars per gram, and the stones of a baby's head in the room must have a total of 20 or 30 kilograms. Fang Yuanshan calculated silently in his heart, and the result was shocked. The value of those stones alone was nearly 100 million US dollars.
Chapter completed!