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Xu Qingyun was too lazy to waste time with this kind of person, so he might as well directly use the Soul Searching Technique to read the other person's memory.

If he hadn't been worried about doing it in a bar because too many people would be bad, Xu Qingyun would have done it in the bar after seeing it.

After luring this guy out, Xu Qingyun no longer had any scruples.

Xu Qingyun read Yu Zan's memory about the blood pill.

But other memories are inevitably read.

Yu Zan is not a good person. He has made a lot of money in the past few years by engaging in the business of buying and selling blood pills. He is considered a middleman.

After he got money, he did all kinds of evil. More than ten people died directly or indirectly at his hands. His hands were stained with the blood of innocent people, and they could not be washed away no matter how hard they were washed.

He has more than a dozen people under his command, and they do many evil things.

A few minutes later, Xu Qingyun stopped searching for souls. He had already read what he wanted to know.

Yu Zan fell to the ground with a thud, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Xu Qingyun ignored it.

Mo Yanyu looked at Xu Qingyun with questioning eyes.

Xu Qingyun nodded: "I got it, follow me."

The two of them left the alley and walked outside.

Xu Qingyun called a taxi, named a location, and asked the driver to go there as soon as possible.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at a place called Xiaopu Village.

Xu Qingyun and Mo Yanyu got out of the car.

Entering the village, Xu Qingyun and the others stopped in front of an orchard.

According to the memory Xu Qingyun read from Yu Zan's mind, the blood pill he obtained came from this orchard.

The orchard here is just a cover, and the blood pill is the real business.

Xu Qingyun briefly explained to Mo Yanyu.

The two of them were hiding in the dark and observing the orchard. At this time, a truck drove into the orchard.

Out of curiosity, Xu Qingyun opened the Eye of the Candle Dragon and glanced at the truck.

His expression changed immediately.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Yanyu also noticed the change in Xu Qingyun's expression, and was curious and confused.

"nothing."

Xu Qingyun couldn't directly talk about what he saw because it was difficult to explain.

Xu Qingyun used the Eye of the Candle Dragon to see through the entire orchard, and after a while, he found what he was looking for.

Scene after scene, Xu Qingyun's calm heart couldn't help but become furious.

But he still tried his best to suppress his anger.

"Let's go, follow me."

Xu Qingyun said something and then quietly sneaked into the orchard.



The truck drove into the orchard and stopped at a place.

Several burly men with guns got out of the car, walked to the back of the truck, and opened the truck compartment.

When the light shines in, a pair of frightened eyes instantly appear.

A pungent and unpleasant smell also came, and the air was extremely turbid.

"Get off the bus, everyone, get off the bus!"

The leader, a bald man, shouted loudly and fiercely.

There were dozens or hundreds of people locked inside this truck, their feet were shackled, and their mouths were wrapped in circles of tape. They couldn't speak or scream, they could only make whining sounds.

These people's eyes were horrified and frightened to the extreme.

Most of these people are young people, both male and female, with more males. The older ones are only in their early thirties, and the younger ones are only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Among the hundreds of people, there were people from various countries, but they all had Asian faces, and many were Chinese.

"Are you all deaf? I told you to get off the car, but you can't hear me!"

"Keep going and kill them all!"

The bald man held a gun and shouted loudly, extremely viciously.

Many people were trembling with fear.

Many people couldn't understand the bald man's language, but they could understand his movements, which made them get off the bus.

Finally someone moved slowly and jumped out of the car.

One or two, three or four...

They looked around blankly and found that it was an unfamiliar environment. They were even more frightened, not knowing what their next fate would be.

"Let's go, let's not just stand there!"

A few big men were driving these people from behind like animals.

These people had their hands and feet shackled, just like ancient death row prisoners. They could only move slowly and could not run at all.

They were driven into a basement and walked down for a long time.

Then they saw dungeons, dim lights, unpleasant smells, and dirty air.

There are already some people imprisoned in many dungeons. They look haggard, their eyes are lifeless, and their bodies are thin, like zombies. It is unknown how horrific torture they have suffered.

Looking at the people imprisoned in the dungeon, they thought of their next fate. Some people broke down and cried, feeling extremely regretful.

I regret listening to some people’s lies and regret coming to this country.

"Why are you crying! If you cry again, I will kill you!"

"Go quickly, don't stop!"

The burly man cursed angrily and hit these people hard with the butt of his gun.

Drive those who are stagnant and force them to move forward.

After walking for a while, we came to several empty cells.

This dungeon is guarded by mercenaries with guns 24 hours a day. It would be impossible for ordinary people to escape.

The mercenaries opened the strong dungeon door lock, and the burly men drove all these people in and imprisoned them inside the dungeon.

After imprisoning all the people, the bald man led several of his men to the other direction of the dungeon.

Soon, several people left the dungeon.

A new place appeared. There were more than a dozen strange machines running here. There were more than a dozen people surrounding each machine. Each person had a small tube connected to the machine, and blood entered the machine along the tube.

There are mercenaries with guns guarding each machine, and a person wearing protective clothing and a gas mask controls the machine.

The scene was strange and terrifying.

But the bald man and his subordinates seemed to have been used to all this for a long time, and they walked by with normal expressions, without even looking at them.

After a while, a group of bald men walked to the door of a quiet room.

The bald man knocked gently on the door.

A voice immediately came from inside: "Please come in!"

The bald man opened the door and walked in, while several of his subordinates stayed outside.

Entering the room, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a suit and holding a cigar, sitting on an office chair and puffing away smoke.

There were strange movements and strange sounds below me.

The bald man immediately understood what he was doing and said with some panic: "Boss Niu, how about I go out first!"

"No need!" The middle-aged man in a suit shook his head and said.

The bald man heard this and had no choice but to sit down.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The man in a suit looked at the bald man and said.

"Boss Niu, a new batch of goods has arrived, one hundred and thirteen." The bald man said humbly.

"Why so few!"

The middle-aged man called Boss Niu frowned when he heard this.

The bald man hurriedly showed a flattering smile and said cautiously: "Boss Niu, you know, the recent online publicity has been very good, many people have stopped being deceived, and naturally there will be less goods!"

"In the past, a batch of goods was several hundred, how can you get more than a hundred!"

"I don't care what means you use, get me another batch of goods within half a month!"

Boss Niu said sharply.


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