Chapter 39 This moment is just like that moment

"A bunch of useless things!"

The man waved his hands and spoke softly.

There's something feminine about her voice and movements, like a eunuch in a TV series.

The bearded man lowered his head and his whole body was shaking.

He was obviously strong enough to crush this effeminate young man to death with one hand, but he didn't have the slightest will or courage to resist.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you about this."

The man in the suit took out his handkerchief and wiped the hand that had brushed his beard. He threw the handkerchief to the ground and twitched his fingers at the tall mute next to him, motioning for him to pick up the handkerchief.

The tall mute hurriedly picked up the handkerchief, held it in his hands and wanted to hand it to the man in the suit.

But as soon as he held up the handkerchief, his face changed drastically, his whole body twitched and fell to the ground, and thick black blood flowed from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

All the mutes were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled, their obvious fear reaching the extreme.

Especially the bearded man standing in front of the man in the suit could hardly stand still.

"Remember next time, when a paper man asks for his life, he must ask for his life, either from others or from himself. I will give you another chance to go again tomorrow night and ask for the life of the person named Zhou. Come back, let me say a few good words to the old Bodhisattva, and let this matter pass. If we still fail tomorrow, we will all die here, the old Bodhisattva does not raise waste!"

The bearded man nodded repeatedly, touched his body with his hands, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to the man in the suit in a flattering manner.

The man in the suit knocked the cigarette to the ground with a slap, "What dirty thing is worthy of giving to me?"

The bearded man trembled and knelt directly on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"You dog-like thing, that is, the old Bodhisattva is merciful and allows you to eat this meal. Okay, get up, you dogs are lucky. Today, I took over a business from the Hanako Gang in the south, and the old Bodhisattva is in a good mood. Next time The monthly delivery is done now, don’t delay tomorrow’s work. Pack this away, don’t waste it, just feed it to the dogs.”

The bearded man stood up tremblingly, waved, and then led the man in suit to the south corner of the factory.

Several mute thugs immediately trotted over.

I lowered my head and followed them calmly.

There is an entrance on the ground in the southeast corner, and the iron door is locked.

The bearded man opened the iron door, and a stifling smell immediately came out.

I couldn't help but twitch my nose, and a biting cold current ran down my back, and all the hairs on my body stood up.

The memory of this taste slowly emerged from the depths.

Going down the steps, there is a spacious cellar. In the middle are two stained iron tables. On the left wall are knives, axes and saws. Below is an iron cage with dense spikes on all sides.

Against the wall on the right side is a row of three-story iron cages. In each cage is a child. The older one is no more than four or five years old, and the younger one is two or three years old. They sit there naked, with a dull look on their face, not crying or doing anything. Noisy.

The only exception is a cage at the end.

There was a girl with two pigtails, she was six or seven years old, wearing a red down jacket, huddled in a corner of the cage, looking outside in horror.

This moment is just like that moment.

This time, we came to the right place!

"Four gaps, two halves, all five years old. They can be used immediately after they are raised."

The man in the suit gave the instructions casually, walked to the end of the little girl's cage, took a look, and waved to the bearded man.

The bearded man hurried over.

The man in the suit slapped him in the face with his backhand, "Didn't I tell you to take good care of me? You have lost a lot of weight in just a few days? How dare you turn a deaf ear to the old Bodhisattva's personal instructions!"

The bearded man was so anxious that he gesticulated with his hands, but was kicked in the head by the man in the suit.

"You're just making a fool of yourself. If she doesn't want to eat, won't you force her to eat? Next time I come, if she loses weight again, I'll kill you and feed her! Go to work!"

The bearded man rolled up on the ground and gestured at the mutes who followed him.

The mutes hurriedly went to the front of the cage to pick out the children. After a while, they pulled six children of the same size out of the cage and carried them to the two iron beds.

The bearded man went to the wall and took an iron head. After thinking for a while, he took off the saw again, waved it twice, showed a ferocious smile, turned around and came to the iron bed, took a few glances, and picked out the longest one. The strong boy was picked up and thrown onto the bed. Two mute thugs held down the boy's hands and feet, while another stood next to him holding a tray filled with bottles and cans.

The bearded man touched the boy's waist with his hand, picked up the saw and took a look at the area where his fingers were pressing. He first picked up a bottle and applied ointment to the skin, and then prepared to apply it.

This is authentic harvesting and harvesting!

The abducted children's arms and legs are broken and artificially deformed, or they are taken to the streets to beg to inspire sympathy from kind people and give them more money, or they are sold to mobile circuses for people to watch as a curiosity, or they are sold to Used as a plaything for some disabled people.

Once people become goods, even if they are broken or damaged, they are still in demand and easy to sell.

The four notches mentioned by the man in the suit meant four to break the arms or legs, and the two halves meant two to have the lower body cut off.

The former can be done with Hanako's help, but the latter requires someone to know the secret technique of harvesting and cutting to ensure that the cut-off child survives.

Being able to take on this kind of business means that they specialize in this business and have been in business for many years. Even the Hanako Gang in the south came to them to buy babies.

I don’t know how many children from good families have been ruined by them.

Anyone who picks or cuts the raw material must die!

I stepped forward and held the bearded hand, shook my head at him, and then looked at the man in the suit.

The Thirty-Six Techniques of Hereticism are the techniques of enchanting the gods.

As soon as he blew out the puff of smoke in the yard, he was already ready to perform the spell and could perform it at any time.

When the bearded man saw my eyes, he froze and his eyes lost clarity. He threw away the saw in his hand and rushed towards the man in the suit with the mute thugs.

The man in the suit was looking at the girl seriously. He turned his head when he heard the footsteps and saw the bearded men rushing over. He couldn't help but be shocked, "What are you going to do?"

The bearded man answered his question with action - he came close and punched him hard in the stomach.

The man in the suit bowed in pain into the shape of a prawn.

At the same time, black blood flowed from the bearded eyes, mouth and nose.

The moment he was punched, the man in the suit also took action against the beard.

But the bearded man didn't seem to notice it, and punched the man in the suit again in the face.

The man in the suit was beaten until his face was bruised, he fell on his back and lost consciousness.

The mute thug lifted the man in suit to the iron bed and took off his clothes with all his hands.

When I saw the lower body of the man in the suit, I couldn't help but be startled, and then I laughed.