Lei Huanxi and his friends left the land of Tatour.

They need to go to Amu and find the diary.

They also need help Huo Xun find his mother.

Although hope is already very slim.

But you always have to try anything.

Along the way, you will still encounter many sporadic armed forces.

But Lei Huanxi and his group walked very carefully according to the map of Lator.

They try to avoid those battles that can be avoided.

It is really inevitable that the mobs will often scatter after a brief shooting.

There is no big danger.

When they finally left Tatour, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally safe here.

It takes about half a day to get to Amu.

But soon a car appeared.

The driver jumped out of the car: "Mr. Lei?"

"Yes you are?"

"My name is Gangduo, and someone has arranged for me to pick you up and be your guide."

Needless to say, this must have been arranged by Mr. Hartman.

"Let me introduce Amu's situation." After getting in the car, Lei Huanxi was not polite.

Gangduo is a local and is very familiar with Amu's situation:

"The situation here is just a word, chaos. In addition to the lack of armed forces, there are actually not many different places from Tatour. In my opinion, the black workers without identity certificates can be seen everywhere, and those greedy capitalists often take advantage of this and recruit a large amount of cheap labor, bringing them huge wealth.

The safety of the black workers is unguarded. They have to work about 12 or even 16 hours a day, but their salary is pitiful. Even so, their salary is often impossible to get. The bosses always find various excuses, deduct or arrears. These workers who are treated unfairly have no place to appeal, and often can only accept all this silently.

I remember clearly that a few years ago, someone who couldn't stand it, so he brought a group of people to resist. But that night, after his whole family disappeared for a few days, people found their bodies in the nearby river. Since this incident, no one dared to resist. Patience is the best choice for most people here."

Lei Huanxi smiled bitterly.

I just left Tatul and now I have come to a place that is not much better than Tatul.

Amu also told them that because it is very close to Tatour, population disappearances often occur.

There are also a large number of so-called intermediaries active here.

Their only job is to trick people into Tatour and sell them to Manu armed forces.

“These agents are going to lose their jobs.”

“Unemployed? Why?”

Lei Huan smiled happily and said, "Because Manu is dead."

"Die?" Amu was shocked: "How did he die?"

"It was killed by us."

Amu's car stopped suddenly and looked at Lei Huanxi and his group in disbelief.

Oh my God, Manu is dead?

And it was killed by these people in his car?

Where do these people come from?

You know, Manu's bad reputation is well known even in Amu.

"Drive." Lei Huanxi said lightly: "Manu is nothing extraordinary."

Gangduo then started the car again.

Manu is nothing extraordinary.

This man actually said such words.

These people must be treated with caution.

"Am there any particularly outstanding figures in Amu?" Lei Huanxi asked again: "I mean, people like Manu?"

"Of course there is." Gangduo quickly replied: "Syra, he is a local, 45 years old, and has lived here for generations. He has many subordinates and many weapons. The local black workers market is basically controlled by him. Those factories that require cheap labor often need to pass through him when recruiting.

Sila collects money from both ends, collects the boss's money, and then asks the black workers for introduction fees. If you don't have money for the time being, it doesn't matter. When you settle the salary, his people will follow you to take away their share. You can't resist, otherwise they will only be violently beaten by them, and in serious cases, they may even be killed."

"Where is the police?" He Jianjun felt incredible when he heard this.

Gondo sneered: "Police? The police here are all in the same group as people like Sila. They even help Sila openly and secretly. Sila gives them the benefits that the police deserve every month."

OK, I got it.

"The local police chief is Mitu." Gangduo continued to introduce: "This person has a very dark heart and has a very good relationship with Syrah, so in Amu, many people are actually from the Syrah family."

Wang Bing wrote down all the names of these people: "Do you know a man named Yan Pintai?"

"Yan Pintai?" Gangduo thought for a moment: "I don't know each other."

"Where is Mali?" Lei Huanxi thought of the pseudonym Yan Pintai once used.

"Mali? I know him." Gangduo immediately replied: "He often comes to Amu, and has a very good relationship with Mitu and Sila, but he has not seen this person for a long time."

Of course you can't see it.

Yan Pintai is hiding himself everywhere in Yundong.

Maybe, I can get a lot of rewards in Amu this time.

"Boss, you're almost at Amu's market in front of you. Where are we going?"

"Police Department."

"What?"

Gangduo stopped the car again.

Lei Huan smiled happily: "Police Department, I'll go to visit Director Mitu."

"But." Gangduo was very worried: "Aren't you afraid of going like this?"

"Why am I afraid?" Lei Huanxi was really not worried at all: "Manu died and touched our hands. Is Mitu even more terrifying than Manu?"

OK, you are the boss, you can say anything.

The market roads in Amu are narrow, so this causes very congestion.

Along the way, Gangduo was honking his horn desperately.

But those people seemed to have never heard of it.

The speed of progress is extremely slow.

On the roadside, there are people sitting standing.

These people's faces were filled with numbness.

Gangduo told them that these are the so-called black workers.

They are waiting for a job opportunity there.

As soon as a few people who were pretty well-dressed appeared, these black workers immediately jumped up like springs and rushed up.

"That's from the Sira family." Gangduo introduced while driving: "They are here to recruit workers."

Although the salary is pitifully low, this is the only hope that these black workers can survive in Amu.

Otherwise, they and their families would have to wait to starve to death.

Sila's men were very impatient and shouting loudly there.

Sometimes I even kick a few times.

But those black workers can only smile and dare not offend them.

Chaos, it's really messy.
Chapter completed!