"Okay." Mustache agreed, and the car started.

The car moved forward slowly and entered a dark path. The ground was still rugged. After a few minutes, the car stopped in a forest.

The back door of the car was opened smoothly, and I was carried by Mustache and Huangmao. I followed the old woman and walked towards a brightly lit house.

This is an extremely deserted place in the village. There are many private houses around, but there are not many residents and there are only a few scattered lights.

It takes seven or eight hours to get here from Binhai City. You can calculate it just by looking at the sky. But I still don’t know what time it is at night.

Soon, I was taken into a room with several men in white coats.

Among these men, there was an old man in his sixties. He had a stethoscope hanging around his neck and smoking a cigarette. He looked a bit scary. Especially the simple operating table and various medical equipment here made me shudder.

, there are several other men in white coats, they don’t look like doctors, they are probably people who specialize in selling human organs, especially one of them is a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.

"Bring it to the operating table." The old man glanced at me, put down his cigarette, and ordered.

"Slow down!" the middle-aged man suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Huang Mao asked hurriedly.

"Where did this person come from? Can you ensure that the kidney source is good?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Nonsense, our brother Yao can still lie to you. Don't try to lower the price for me by making up for the price. Then you'll piss me off, huh!" Mustache said, taking out a handful of bright lights from his pocket.

Akira's dagger.

"The rules must be followed, take the strip of cloth from his mouth!" The middle-aged man seemed not to be afraid of the mustache and continued.

"We are just bringing people here, and we don't want anything to go wrong. What should we do if this guy peels off the cloth and starts shouting?" asked Mustache.

"This is not easy. Just put a knife on his neck. The murderous organs are still fresh!" the middle-aged man sneered.

"Now that you say so, wouldn't it be easier if I slash the knife in and the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out?" Mustache continued.

"Yes, just do it!" Huang Mao held a cigarette in his mouth with excitement on his face.

"Haha, boy, I will kill you now!" Mustache picked up the dagger and pointed it at my neck. Just when he was about to take action, the middle-aged man patted Mustache on the shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Mustache turned around.

"Take away the rag from his mouth, I have to ask clearly!" the middle-aged man said.

"Gentlemen, let's forget about the cornea, but the kidney source is extremely critical. If you find someone with terminal cancer, wouldn't you be fooling people!" Another man in a white coat spoke at this time.

Upon hearing this, Mustache rolled his eyes, and then looked at me: "Boy, as long as you dare to scream, I will kill you with a knife. When people ask you, you will answer whatever you want. Don't resist.

You should know the consequences."

I nodded bitterly, knowing that I was probably not going to die soon, and they were already preparing to attack me.

The rag in his mouth was taken out. The middle-aged man looked at me and then said, "How old are you? Do you have any hereditary diseases in your family? Do you have cancer?"
Chapter completed!