In addition to wine, there is also cigarette on the table.

Philona doesn't smoke often, but when she is extremely tired, she will still touch one or two. The neon lights in the dance hall shine on the bodies that are twisting wildly in the dance floor, projecting bizarre shadows everywhere, wild musical ideas hit everything, as if the soul is peeling out of the body, and the vibration of the sofa is also trembling rhythmically. Philona opened her sexy thick lips, and a string of smoke rings spit out from his mouth like fish bubbles, rolling and floating towards the sky above the coffee table. It's nineteen or eighteen years, she can't remember it. In a trance, Lin Zicong's big hand wandered on him, making her unable to tell where she was and whether time had flowed back. This kind of depression that had been too long was like a wild horse that had run away from her body, wandering along the hand to rush out of her body.

That is the primitive human beings.

No, this is not Lin Zicong! He will only be so indulgent and lingering when he is about to die, and only when he is about to die can he have some delusions about Philona! And his most deadly words: "It's almost dying, it's necessary to keep an African-American race..." It was not in his ear, but the sound of words overshadowed the music and clearly sounded in Philona's ear. Philona was shocked and grabbed the hand, slapped the man's accumulated teasing, then sat upright, took two puffs of cigarettes, and then pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. She was not a casual woman, although her image was very casual now.

"What's wrong with you?" Hinahiro Yamashita was enjoying the hand of a waiter who was accompanying the waiter at another bar and wandering around her unscrupulously. When she saw Philona slapped the strong man's hand, half pure and half slutty, asking. This is the characteristic of this black market. At night, there are usually carnival dances all night. The principle of a dungeon is that as long as there is no big social problem, such dances are better. Since hiding underground every day, people need to be stimulated to forget the depression of life, so the dungeon does not restrict such things.

Philona took a deep breath and said in a muffled voice: "I'm old and not used to it." This reason is a bit far-fetched, and even she felt a little guilty. But it's better than anything else. Ximei Yamashita waved her hand, and the waiter retreated tactfully. Shemashita then tidied up her hair, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and smiled: "How old are you? Pretend to be mature in front of me?" The wine was a bit exciting, this is the unique bartender and out here.

The smell of coming, the mountain smacked his lips, whistled, and slapped Philonna's thigh comfortably, and slapped it on Philonna's thigh. He also tweeted it and continued, "But then, I'm all four people, what else can't be seen? It's just a time to entertain, and I can't let go of anything else? After staying in this damn underground for a long time, I'm almost moldy. Don't think about the old past, I'm drunk today!"

Philona didn't take the blame, but picked up a glass of water, took a sip, and leaned on the back of the sofa. After a while, she said: "You said, there seems to be no loopholes in all this, but I always feel undercurrents underground. Why is this?"

Shanxia was stunned for a moment. This was said without any end. Ordinary people could not respond at all. But Shanxia Xiumei was not an ordinary person. Her eyes turned and she said, "If your heart has strong ability to bear it... I want to take you to a place."

Philonac said: "The ability to bear in my heart... is strong enough? What does it mean?"

The beautiful man at the foot of the mountain is a little mysterious: "I just ask if you are strong enough. If you are strong enough, I will take you there. Or don't go there, or I will become a sinner."

Philona naturally understood that even if she violated the law excessively, even if she was afraid that after she learned some things she didn't know before, she would accidentally report to the upper class and implicate herself. "No. At most, you can be an insider, not even an informant, so how could she become a sinner? In addition, I had resisted in Africa in the early years and had never seen anything, so what should I be afraid of?"

Shimi Yamashita didn't care about what she had done and said with a smile: "That's good!"

An hour later, Philona and Hyami Yamashita were untied from the blindfolded cloth in front of them and stood in another place that looked a bit like a medical research institution.

This place is not something you can find casually. You apply for it from a hotel in the black market. There is a dedicated person responsible for safety. They cover up their eyes and send it here. Naturally, the four special police officers did not get permission to follow.

"Please here!" A waiter in a white coat reached out his hand politely and led the two of them to walk into the building.

The interior of the building is divided into three or four rooms of five or six hundred square meters. In terms of scale, it is even more larger than the courtyards owned by the officers of the military headquarters. Of course, this is the credit for money. It is not difficult to make a hole bigger if you have money. If you have money, it is not difficult to pass the planning approval of the military headquarters.

Fang entered the first room, and Philona's eyes were straightened almost instantly.

There are various human organs in the jars of all sizes in the room!

"Waitman, we want to see it ourselves, can we?" Hiromi Yamashita secretly grabbed Philona's cold hand and said to the waiter with a smile. At the same time, he secretly used force, pinching Philona's hand, and signaling her to relax.

The waiter replied without thinking, "No problem, you two are just random. Just press the call button on the wall when I need me." After bowing, the waiter disappeared outside the door. Only then did Philonna realize that the waiter was walking under his feet, like a moving ghost.

"You said you weren't afraid, why, is it that your heart's ability to bear is a little weaker?" Yamashita Hidemi held Philona's hand and smiled.

But Philona turned her head and asked seriously: "Are you not afraid?...It seems that this is not the first time you have been here! Otherwise, why do you know this place?"

Samumi Yamashita ignored Philona's rebuke, but looked proud: "What's there to be afraid of? After seeing too much, what's the difference between them and the jewelry and jade outside? How many of the smart people in the military have problems? I'm here to choose something useful for them? To be honest, after visiting here for a long time, I can catch up with the doctors in the hospital! In my eyes, they are goods, and I am a customer, one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell, what's there to be afraid of? Besides, this is a high-end black market, and the lives of traders will not be threatened at all. What's there to be afraid of?"

But Philona was hit by lightning: "The heads and minds of the military!? You mean... they actually bought and sold human organs from the black market!?"

The beautiful face at the foot of the mountain was still in a state of contempt, but he looked contemptuous: "This... you who do the law don't know? Oh, my                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

Philona adjusted her mood, shook her head, and said, "No...No, I was just surprised that the upper level of the military headquarters also did this. But it is strange that the upper level of the military headquarters needs these things and can go to the central hospital. Why do you have to come to the black market? There are soldiers who are injured and killed on the battlefield every day. Anyway, those soldiers can't survive anyway. Natural organ donation has a lot of resources. Wouldn't the transplant be the ones who can transplant them? Anyway, it's not certain whether those soldiers can find their families."

"Hehe, this... you don't know? Come on, I'll take you to see something." Yumi Yamashita took Philona's cold hands and looked at the glass jar one by one, and finally stayed in front of a glass jar that holds the heart. Inside the jar was a male heart, which was slightly larger in size. The blood vessels on some parts of the surface looked a little different in color than ordinary blood vessels, but what was surprised was that the heart was actually pulsing slightly!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!