Inside the alley.

Three young men walked over from both sides of the van. They held their hands behind their backs and looked at the van calmly, without moving forward.

In the car, Zhao Bao and Tang Yuan were confused. They vaguely guessed the other party's identity in their hearts, but they were not sure.

"I'm asking you," the young man outside the car grabbed the gun and pushed Zhao Bao's head hard: "What the hell are you two doing?"

On the middle seat, Tang Yuan was sweating on his forehead, his eyes snatched the back of Zhao Bao's head, and his heart was pounding nervously.

"Then...what are you doing?" Zhao Bao looked at the other party in a trembling tone and asked, hiding his right hand in the inside of the car door, sneaking his waist.

"You don't know what you are doing here?" The young man frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Zhao Bao's neck: "Come on, come down and talk."

After Zhao Bao was pulled, his legs were so nervous that his legs trembled. Although his IQ was not low, how could he have experienced such a thing? When he saw a real gun in his eyes, he lost all his ability.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Tang Yuan, who often ran news on the road, suddenly reached out and grabbed the young man's wrist: "Brother, we came for sincerity."

The young man was stunned when he heard the sound: "He came for sincerity?"

Seeing that he was hesitant, Tang Yuan immediately spoke and said again: "I first arrived in Songjiang. I heard from my friend that Zhicheng's business was in line with us, so we both got it. But after waiting here for three days, I couldn't see Zhicheng's tricks, so I didn't dare to go in and talk."

"What are you talking about?" the young man asked with a frown.

"Haha, what can I talk about?" Tang Yuan grinned: "I just want some piglets."

"If you want to discuss business, you don't even have a middleman?" the young man asked with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, we are waiting for two friends in the planning area to introduce us to us." Although Zhao Bao was a little stunned when doing things, his IQ was not low. After hearing Tang Yuan's words, he immediately reacted and said, "This friend originally said to help us build a bridge, but we arrived, but we couldn't contact him anymore. And I also heard that something happened outside the area and eight children died in a car."

"Is your friend a delivery?" the young man asked.

"Then I don't know, he didn't say it." Zhao Bao shook his head.

When the young man heard this, he slowly lowered his gun: "You two were fooled by your friends. We sincerely do not do the same business with you. Don't squat here, go."

"Oh, oh, okay." Zhao Bao was sweating on his forehead, staring at the young man with his eyes and responded: "Let's go now."

The young man gave in and looked at Zhao Bao and Tang Yuan with his eyes narrowed, and said nothing more.

After moving from the co-pilot to the driving force, Zhao Bao lowered his head to start the car and hung up the gear.

Outside the car, the young man waved his hands at the two companions blocking in front.

"Let's go, hurry up." Tang Yuan lowered his head and urged him nervously.

Zhao Bao reached out to wipe the sweat, looked up at the front, and although his eyes were nervous, there was a hint of excitement.

The exhaust pipe of the car was filled with a low roar. After thinking for a while, the young man outside the car turned around and shouted, "Let's go."

"Brother, wait a moment." Zhao Bao suddenly spoke.

The young man turned back when he heard the voice: "What's the matter?"

"What are you doing? Did you get your head clamped? What did you ask him to wait for?!" Tang Yuan was anxious, clenched his fists and cursed in the middle seat.

Zhao Bao picked up the paper and pen in the car in a neat way, wrote down a mobile phone number completely with his amazing memory, and reached out to hand it outside the car.

"What do you mean?" the young man asked with a frown.

"Brother, we came from afar and squatted here for three or four days. It's not easy to get a job when we go home empty-handed." Zhao Bao grinned: "There is the contact information of us on the note. If you figure it out, then call us. Piglets... we can give 30,000 per head."

The young man stood there in a daze with the note.

"Then let's go first." After Zhao Bao finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and drove directly out of the alley.

In the dark alley, the young man looked down at the note and cursed speechlessly: "Where are these two stupid guys coming from?!"

...

On the car.

Tang Yuan was anxious and slapped Zhao Bao in the head: "Are you a tiger? Why are you leaving him a phone number?"

"You pretended to be the buyer first. Then when I saw that I had the chance, I would leave him a phone number!" Zhao Bao replied on the accelerator like a wolfdog: "What if they contact us?"

"Are you stupid?" Tang Yuan scolded anxiously: "The driver who brought eight children outside the district must know the people just now. If they want to make a phone call, wouldn't we reveal it?"

"I'll ask you, how was the box truck that suffocated eight children to death discovered?" Zhao Bao asked back.

Tang Yuan was stunned: "I haven't moved for several days, but I was discovered by the joint defense people?!"

"Yes. Think about it, if the driver didn't run away, why would the box truck stop there for several days without moving?" Zhao Bao said wisely: "The driver must have discovered that something happened to his eight children first. He was scared, so he ran away. It is very likely that they will not contact the people from Zhicheng anymore, do you understand?"

Tang Yuan thought about Zhao Bao's words carefully. Although he felt that what he said made sense, he still replied with fear: "But even so, it would be too risky to leave them contact information."

"No, no, it's not risky at all," Zhao Bao shook his head: "I'm writing your phone number."

Tang Yuan was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Your safety." Zhao Bao added.

"I strangle you to death, you're too damaged!" Tang Yuan was anxious and reached out and pulled Zhao Bao's neck: "Are you a human being? Ah?!"

"Don't tell me, don't tell me." Zhao Bao struggled for a moment and replied: "My mobile phone is registered with real name, and they can find it by just checking it. But yours is different. You run sensitive news all year round, and the card numbers are all black, and they often change them, so they can't find you."

"I believe you will have ghosts."

"Old Tang, Old Tang," Zhao Bao drove the car with excited eyes: "I really think there is a chance for this."

"There's a big deal!"

"Absolutely, when the trafficker heard me say 30,000 yuan per piglet, he was surprised in his eyes." Zhao Bao replied in a low voice: "I think this price has touched him."

"What's the use of impressing him?" Tang Yuan replied with his eyes glaring: "Even if he really contacts you, how dare you go to do business with human traffickers? If you are not careful, we will lose our lives."

"No, you still don't understand what I mean." Zhao Bao shook his head: "If they really call, I can't go because I don't have this experience. But you can pretend to buyers to contact them, and I will give you support."

"I can fuck you to death." Tang Yuan swung his arm and slapped Zhao Bao's head: "You are so trampling on the horse that you want to kill me!"

...

Zhicheng Transportation Company Lounge Indoor.

The young man looked down at the note Zhao Bao left him, and reached out and dialed Brother Zhi's phone number.

"Hello?"
Chapter completed!