The profits of smuggling are huge, especially the profits of human smuggling are even greater, and the smuggling of women is the most profitable.
Women from Southeast Asia are smuggled to the Americas, and women from the Americas are smuggled to Europe to use their bodies to make money for the underworld organizations that control them. Often they can only say one sentence in English: one hundred at a time, three hundred for a night.
After making money, they don't get a dime at all, and it's all taken away by the underworld organizations. Even if they are sick, they are forced to pick up customers. If they are seriously ill, no one will care about their life or death, because buying a new one is better than buying a new one.
Their treatment is much more cost-effective.
Usually, these trafficked women are forced to take drugs, so that the organization has complete control over them. If they die, the better ones will be thrown away, and the unlucky ones will become the carrier of drug transportation.
All in all, the fate of these women is extremely sad. As long as they reach their destination, they will live in darkness forever.
"Where will these women be sent?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"It depends on the level," Carl said, pointing to the women with forlorn expressions: "If the conditions are good enough, they will be sent to Las Vegas, such as the petite one. We Chinese like women with long legs and big breasts, but foreign devils prefer
I like petite ones. By the way, if they are still virgins and are petite and pretty, they will usually be sent to a private yacht. As for the rest, they will either go to Chicago or Atlanta. It is a messy place, but it is a good place to make money.
place."
In terms of cities, industrial cities like Chicago are the messiest. You can walk on the streets of Las Vegas at night, but you dare not park on the street in Chicago. This kind of industrial city is divided into different districts, especially
The slums are even more chaotic and filled with pornography, gambling and drugs.
Chaos breeds violence, and violence breeds money. Street girls in such places are more likely to attract customers, and of course, accidents are also more likely to occur.
"Are there any Chinese women in this situation?" Yan Fenghuo continued to ask.
Karl understood what Yan Fenghuo meant, smiled twice and said, "Yes, it's just that we didn't encounter them this time. In fact, there are not only Chinese ones, but also Japanese ones."
Hearing these words, Yan Fenghuo frowned and looked at William, who stretched out his hand to touch a woman, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
"Senior, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Seeing Yan Fenghuo's eyes, Karl quickly pulled him toward the cabin: "Senior, this place is not comparable to our territory. If you are not careful, you can be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. They
Some are people and some are guns."
Yan Fenghuo took a long breath and said, "I know."
He didn't feel much when he saw women from other countries being abducted and trafficked to the United States to work as street girls, but when he heard that women from his own country were also abducted in this way, murderous intent suddenly surged in his heart. This was instinct, and instinct made him protect himself.
, make him hate.
"Senior, I know you are a well-known man, but..."
"But what?" Yan Fenghuo turned his head and said with a faint smile on his lips: "How did you feel when you encountered that situation? Do you feel that it is humiliating that your sisters were suppressed by those foreign devils? You
Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you have the urge to kill William?"
"Yes!" Karl nodded heavily.
"Okay, let's kill him."
This sentence stunned Carl. He didn't know whether Yan Fenghuo's words were a joke or true. Killing Captain William here? That was simply a dream! They had people and guns, but he had nothing.
"Haha, senior, are you kidding me..." Karl said cautiously with a smile on his face.
"Am I joking?" Yan Fenghuo raised his head and said, "I started practicing with the police when I was eight years old. There is no one I dare not kill. Do you want to do it?"
"I……"
"Hahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo patted Karl's shoulder and laughed loudly: "Just kidding, hahahaha..."
After saying that, Yan Fenghuo lay down on the dirty bed, closed his eyes and started to sleep. But Karl couldn't sleep. At first, he thought it was a joke, but when Yan Fenghuo said it was a joke, he felt that it was not.
joke.
Sitting aside, Karl carefully watched the sleeping Yan Fenghuo and did not dare to make a sound. His face was uncertain, sometimes thinking, sometimes showing viciousness. When Yan Fenghuo snored evenly, Karl gently pulled out the dagger and held his breath.
He touched it carefully and stared at the other person's Adam's apple.
But when he was still one step away from Yan Fenghuo, he put away the dagger, stepped back step by step, sat on his bed and took a deep breath. He wanted to kill Yan Fenghuo, but at the last moment he felt that he couldn't.
"Why don't you take action?" Yan Fenghuo suddenly made a voice.
"ah!"
Karl screamed, his body trembled violently, and he stood up abruptly in fright.
Yan Fenghuo sat up, raised his head at Kalyan and said, "Why don't you kill me?"
"I..." Karl chuckled and said, "Senior, I just wanted to test your vigilance. I know you are very powerful and I admire you very much. I just wanted to see how powerful you are. As expected, you are amazingly powerful.
I am proud that we in China have masters like our seniors, hehehe..."
Yan Fenghuo stood up, reached out and grabbed Karl's shoulders, showing a smile.
His shoulders were grabbed, and when he saw Yan Fenghuo's smile, Carl's face instantly collapsed, full of pleading. Although he had never seen Yan Fenghuo beat someone, he could kill him a hundred times with one hand.
With a body weighing seventy or eighty kilograms, he looks like a ruthless person no matter what.
"Senior, don't..."
"Pah! Pah!"
Yan Fenghuo patted Karl's shoulder casually twice and said with a smile: "Nothing else? You know, I never snore when I sleep. And I never snore when I'm asleep. If you don't believe me, you can take it again if I sleep again."
Try the knife?"
"I don't dare... I don't dare... Senior, I really just... just..."
"Haha, there's no need to say anything," Yan Fenghuo said with a magnanimous smile: "No matter why you didn't continue to attack, you have passed my test after all. Come with me, the benefits are inevitable for you, just what I need
One person helps me run errands and stuff."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Karl nodded quickly and breathed a long sigh of relief.
He is really afraid of this guy now. If he hadn't been thinking about the hundreds of kilograms of goods, he might have died. Also, this guy is definitely a murderer. It seems that he really took the police when he was a child.
A courageous person.
"There is something you need to do now." Yan Fenghuo stretched out a finger and said in an unquestionable tone: "Find the captain's location and tell me."
"Senior, what do you want to do?" Karl asked in a low voice.
"Kill him."
"senior……"
"Do it or not?" Yan Fenghuo stared at Karl.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
Carl's head was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice. He didn't dare to say no now. As for how he was going to do it, God knows, there was still a chance to get a boat and run away.
Killing the captain? Yan Fenghuo has no interest at all, and he doesn’t want to cause trouble for himself. The reason why he said this is to make Carl, a guy like him, fear him from the bottom of his heart. Carl is very shrewd. He has always doubted himself. If he doesn’t use special methods, he won’t be able to do anything.
You can't let him give in.
If this guy doesn't give in, no information about Jiang Yang can be extracted from his mouth. So while offering hundreds of kilograms of heroin as a inducement, he also shows his ferocity from the side. This is a psychological use.
Yan Fenghuo doesn't want to cause any trouble now. He just wants to rush to Utah, the evil capitalist United States, and use explosives to blow up the headquarters of the Scourge.
"Hahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo burst out laughing again, which made Karl confused.
Karl had no idea what Yan Fenghuo was thinking. He only felt that this guy had an extremely perverse and erratic personality. All the big guys had such a temperamental personality.
"Okay!" Yan Fenghuo said hello solemnly, looked at Karl and said: "The brave will starve to death and the timid will starve. This is the reality of this world. You are very good and talented. If everything goes well, my batch
I will leave all the goods in your hands. Not only that, I can also help you open up a platinum channel to Myanmar, allowing you to make a lot of money!"
After hearing these words, Karl became excited, and all his dissatisfaction with Yan Fenghuo disappeared without a trace. A few hundred kilograms of goods was enough to turn him from a drug dealer to a drug lord, and the platinum channel was even more coveted.
.
The platinum channel means that you can get the best drugs from Myanmar at a low price of 60 to 100 yuan per gram, and then sell them at a price of a hundred times or even a thousand times. The profit is enough to make anyone crazy.
Platinum Channel, the Platinum Channel between China and Myanmar!
"Don't be too happy too early. If you can't prove your ability, even a mountain of gold and silver won't be your share." Yan Fenghuo poured a basin of cold water on him and said, "You know who is qualified to enjoy platinum gold?"
Is it a passage? Anyway, given your conditions, it’s not even a little bit worse.”
"I will work hard, I will definitely work hard." Karl said as if to prove himself, he patted his chest: "Isn't it just to kill the captain? Just kill him. I already fucking dislike that foreign devil. I really think I am.
Is he a ****? If it weren't for the goods on my body, I would be willing to act like a traitor? Senior, don't say anything, I will come to you tonight with the head of that foreign devil!"
In front of a huge and delicious cake, Karl was simply elated. Although he did not see the real existence, there are many times when there is no reward for no effort. If you gamble, you will become famous if you win, and if you lose, you will not lose anything.
, at worst, it’s not a bad idea to continue working as a small drug dealer.
Greed is a trait that everyone has in common; gambling is also a trait that everyone has. As long as people have greed, they will inevitably become addicted to gambling.
A person like Carl is a born gambler. He is more passionate about gambling than anyone else. Being able to travel back and forth between China and the United States to earn a high price difference on drugs is no longer a gambler in the ordinary sense.
He is risking his life and gambling with his own life. When encountering a greater benefit that may be realized, he will make a choice more easily than most people. This choice is to take a gamble, and if he wins, he will never use it again.
Like now.
"Don't take action yet." Yan Fenghuo shook his head.
"No! We must kill him!" Karl said firmly: "Senior, although I am a cunning person, I can still grasp the big issues. For that kind of scum, killing him a thousand times is not an exaggeration. With him
In comparison, I am simply too noble. By the way, believe it or not, although I, Zheng Sanpao, sell drugs, I have never laid hands on my compatriots and sold all of them to foreign devils..."
Karl kept talking, his face full of excitement. He was so smart. When Yan Fenghuo asked if any Chinese women had been trafficked, he saw that this senior had a character that was different from others. So he started to play this card.
, the beating was so intense that he was spitting and spitting.
"Haha, quite patriotic." Yan Fenghuo smiled, with disdain in his eyes.
"Of course I am patriotic!" Karl said with a serious look on his face: "When I went to Japan to live in style, those Japanese girls heard that I was Chinese and were unwilling to accept customers no matter how much money they paid. Little Japanese prostitutes
Even if this is the case, how can I, a dignified man, not be patriotic? Although I am a drug dealer, I am a patriotic drug dealer!"
The last sentence made Yan Fenghuo stunned, and he thought about it for a long time: Yes, although he is a drug dealer, there is no conflict between drug dealers and patriotism.
The relationship between the two seemed to suddenly become better. They lost the feeling of testing each other and gradually opened up the conversation. What Yan Fenghuo was most concerned about was Jiang Yang's whereabouts, because it was related to one of his promises.