There were many people squatting around the box truck.
The men and women all understood their situation at this moment, even if they didn't understand, they all squatted down when they looked at the young man next to them whose legs were broken because of resistance.
"Go up yourself!"
A gunman waved the spear in his hand and said.
Ye Lan looked at him and said thoughtfully: "Going to Miao Frog Land?"
Chen Youyou's situation is obviously not optimistic, and Ye Lan doesn't want to waste time elsewhere.
The gunman looked at him in surprise, then smiled.
"Go, of course go, we will send you there ourselves!"
Hearing this, Ye Lan nodded and climbed into the carriage first.
"He's a smart guy."
The gunman muttered something and immediately shouted for the others to get in the car.
The eastern horizon suddenly lit up with a trace of fish-belly white, and it was time to end the collection.
Facing the dark muzzle, everyone climbed into the car obediently.
The small space suddenly became stuffy.
Fortunately, there were many holes punched in the wall of the compartment, which looked like machine gun fire. They were densely packed, but they were still breathable.
The car started swaying, and Ye Lan leaned against the wall, meditating secretly.
The information Huang Zhinan gave him contained a detailed road map.
However, the situation in Mianbei is complicated and it is difficult for an outsider to arrive smoothly.
And the best way is to join it.
Those with beards are doing this kind of business.
He picked up people from the Xia Kingdom and sold them to the forces here, killing an unknown number of people.
Ye Lan doesn't have any psychological burden at all by killing them.
The only thing that made him a little confused was the inexplicable excitement just now.
Obviously it can be easily killed, but when the sound of flesh and blood being torn comes, there is an inexplicable excitement in the bones.
Just as the Eighth Senior Sister said, the forbidden bloodline has begun to affect his character.
Bloodthirsty and violent.
He must get the first half of the Bloody Essentials as soon as possible, otherwise, he doesn't know what he will become.
While thinking.
The truck lurched to a halt.
Most people in the carriage seemed to know their next fate, and many girls were already sobbing softly.
The carriage door creaked open.
Immediately afterwards, heavily armed gunmen shouted at everyone to get out of the car.
Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a big belly came over.
"Hello everyone, welcome to the beautiful Mianbei. I am Moka, the general manager here. You can call me Manager Kaka. I hope everyone can make everything they want here come true and make money every day."
After speaking, he waved his arms and motioned for everyone to follow him into the park.
Looking at the tall walls and power grid of the park, a long-haired young man in the crowd shouted.
"I won't go in. I'm here to do business. I won't go in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gunman next to him stepped forward and hit him directly on the head with the butt of his rifle.
Moka turned around with a smile, looked at the people trembling like quails, and showed a kind smile.
"It's all about making money. Everything you want is available here."
"Here, making money every day is no longer a dream, and there are all kinds of entertainment venues in the park that you can't imagine."
As he spoke, Moka opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and his tone suddenly became cold.
"Of course, if you're naughty, there's nothing I can do about it!"
He gestured to the gunmen.
Several people immediately understood and dragged the young man who had just been knocked down directly to his feet.
The young man couldn't resist at all. He was dragged directly to the wall by two people like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.
Immediately afterwards, another person took a wooden stick as thick as his arm and viciously hit him on the back.
"ah!"
A tragic cry sounded, and the young man jumped forward in pain.
"Kneel down!"
The gunman roared angrily and hit his head hard again with the wooden stick.
This time, the young man lay directly on the ground.
The severe pain made him beg for mercy.
"Stop fighting, I'll cooperate!"
The brutal screams shocked everyone, and the women even covered their mouths and began to sob.
The gunmen turned to look at Mocha.
The latter walked over and showed a kind smile.
"Want to go back? That's okay! Our place is not a den of tigers and wolves. Everything is reasonable."
As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and grinned: "Call your home and ask them to call you 300,000 yuan. I will arrange for someone to take you home immediately."
"Three hundred thousand?" The young man's eyes widened in horror.
"No?"
The gunman holding the wooden stick raised his arm again.
The young man shrank subconsciously and ran away.
"You still dare to hide?"
The gunman was furious, threw away the wooden stick, turned around and took out an electric baton.
The sizzling sound of electricity sounded and fell on his body, causing the young man to tremble immediately.
"I'll give it! I'll give it!"
After saying that, he immediately took the phone and made a shaky call.
"Mom, save me quickly and give me 300,000 yuan."
Moka directly took out an account and asked him to speak it to him.
After hanging up the phone, the young man said tremblingly: "My mother has already gone to borrow money. Please let me go, please?"
"good!"
Moka took back his phone, smiled slightly, and said to the gunman next to him: "Send him to heal first."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on his face.
Among the crowd, Ye Lan was thoughtful.
Apparently, these people's cell phones were confiscated before they were sold.
Beard originally did the same thing, but he met Ye Lan.
Moka held up his mobile phone, looked at everyone with a smile, and said loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to go back? As long as you pay our travel expenses, it's 300,000 yuan per person."
Everyone looked at each other, and a few more people stood up.
However, after making the call, they were also taken into the park.
Seeing that no one was saying anything, Moka took back his phone with a smile and pushed open the big iron door.
Industrial buildings appeared in front of us.
The few people who had just called home to ask for money were all gagged and tied to wooden stakes nearby.
Seeing this scene, some people wanted to run, but were immediately forced back by the black hole of the gun.
The iron door closed with a creak, and Moka's expression suddenly became serious.
Pointing at the few who were caught, he said word by word: "If you enter here, you will either get rich and leave, or you will be like them."
After saying that, Moka waved to the gunmen again.
"Register these newcomers."
He scanned the crowd with his eyes, and his eyes rested on a few beautiful-looking women for a moment.
Then he stretched out his finger and called them one by one.
"You, you, and you, all come with me."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
At this moment, a voice stopped him.
"When are you going to Bulbasaur?"
Moka was stunned, turned to look in the direction of the sound, and saw Ye Lan.
He couldn't help but grin, "Don't worry, kid, you'll be there soon."
"I want to leave now." Ye Lan said with a frown.
Moka's face turned cold, and he looked at Ye Lan unkindly, and said playfully: "Okay! Then you come in with me."
After saying that, he strode towards the building.
