The trafficker thought that by completing this deal, he would not have to work again for at least five years. The car was fast, with sparks and lightning all the way. The four-hour drive to the border took only two and a half hours.
Unexpectedly, it was only when they arrived at the border receiving place that they realized that everything going smoothly before was just a joke played by God on them.
The consignee was a short Golden Triangle local wearing a floral shirt and large trousers. He dragged his flip-flops to the sack and squatted down in front of it.
Pulling off the black cloth covering Song Yihuan's head, he grabbed Song Yihuan's chin and moved it left and right twice, shaking the hair that was in the way of her face away.
The man's eyes turned sinister after just one look. He spat out the toothpick in his mouth, pulled her up by her hair, and took a look at Song Yihuan's figure.
The pain of having her scalp removed and the humiliating treatment like inspecting goods made Song Yihuan cry uncontrollably.
Unexpectedly, instead of receiving mercy when the beauty cried, she was slapped instead.
"If you cry again, I will scratch your face."
Song Yihuan, who had been pampered and raised, had never seen this before. She was so frightened that she quickly bit her lip and held it back, for fear of offending the other party.
Seeing that she was quite obedient, the man threw Song Yihuan aside like a rag, turned around and kicked Scar and Squint Eyes each, sending them several meters away.
"You dare to deceive me with this kind of inferior goods, I think you two have had enough life." The corners of the recipient's lips curled up, and he stretched out his hand to call the younger brother forward, "Take the woman back, and leave the man half alive." .”
Wolong Fengchu was glad to have saved her life at first, but then she was afraid of being beaten, "Brother, let us go! We are just delivering goods, it has nothing to do with us...ah!"
The unfinished words between the two of them turned into misfortunes one after another.
Those who are in the business of buying and selling people have a rule not to kill the messenger.
It's not that they are too moral, it's because they can't enter country A, and they have to rely on these envoys to supply and deliver goods to them. Once they kill people, no one will dare to deliver goods here.
The reason for giving them a beating is because the goods they sent were wrong, and they must be taught a lesson. This is also the rule.
A series of screams penetrated Song Yihuan's ears. She was so frightened that Song Yihuan couldn't help but pee her pants, which attracted unabashed ridicule from the younger brothers.
Song Yihuan held back her shame, gritted her teeth, climbed up and hugged the leg of the delivery man, "They tied up the wrong person. I'm not the one who sold you to be a stripper."
"I see," the man said mercilessly: "You can only be a prostitute, not a stripper."
A younger brother responded with a smile, "That's right, this kind of guy still wants to be a stripper, and it's more like being a tool for his brothers to vent their anger."
As soon as these words came out, all the younger brothers started laughing.
Song Yihuan took a deep breath to suppress the physiological trembling caused by fear, "Let me go, I am Song Yecheng's daughter, and Yan Nanchuan is my fiancé. They have money, no matter how much you want!"
The man squatted in front of her, with an interesting smile on his lips, "Don't you mean that in business values if you lose your daughter, you can have another daughter, if you lose your wife, you can remarry, but if you lose your money, it will be difficult to earn it back? "
This is what Song Yihuan said when she persuaded the man to buy Song Li.
The electronic fraud group has been buying people from all over the country all year round, and some of them have rich experience. After receiving Song Li's photo, the man asked someone to check Song Li's background.
At that time, the man said in a cliché: "The conditions are met, but my status is a bit untouchable, I am the wife of Song Yecheng's daughter Yan Nanchuan.
Although my place is a place where no one cares, I can't stand the fact that money can push the devil. It's no joke to piss off these two people and use money to pay international mercenaries to take the blame for us. "
Worried that the mercenaries were fake and the cliches were true, Song Yihuan vowed at that time:
"My father and Yan Nanchuan are both businessmen. Don't you understand businessmen? They value profits but not love.
In their values, if you lose your daughter, you can have another child, if you lose your wife, you can remarry, but if you lose your money, it will be difficult to earn it back. "
Whether it is ransom or mercenaries, it is not a small amount.
Thinking of this, Song Yihuan felt a chill on her back and quickly explained: "Song Li is different from me. I am the biological child of my parents. Song Li was picked up by my grandfather in the trash can.
The person Yan Nanchuan likes is also me. They won't ignore me. Trust me, they will give it no matter how much. "
…
Song Li:......
Is she not her parents’ biological child?
Is it really?
Her parents are obviously very good to her.
No, it's definitely not true. Song Yihuan said that deliberately because she wanted to survive.
That must be it.
The melon-eating people in the group don't think so.
——No wonder she didn’t even see her family when she gave birth to a child. It turned out that she was not her biological child, and even the person her husband liked was not her. Song Li’s life was really comparable to that of an abusive heroine.
…
Shen Yue:......
That's it?
[System, do you know that if the melon is half exploded, the lifespan will be reduced by ten thousand! 】
The cleaning lady who is still procrastinating:...
That's it, that's it.
Everyone in the group eating melon: Same as above, same as above.
System: [Because the owner is still a minor, the system cannot play violent and bloody scenes due to the restrictions of the Minors Protection Act. 】
Everyone in the group said: We are adults, we can watch!
[Then you dictate it to me. 】
The system was silent for two seconds: [They tied Song Yihuan's hands and feet and hung her in the cesspit. The area below her chest was soaked in excrement water. Maggots formed a circle around her chest and had eaten away part of the skin tissue, exposing fresh Pink...]
Shen Yue:......
You can't be stubborn as a person, you still need to protect what should be protected.
[Stop, stop talking. Although she deserves it, I don’t want to spit out my milk. 】
system:……
[Skip the gore and let’s talk about violence! 】
System: [They contacted Yan Nanchuan and made two demands. First, Song Li was delivered to them; second, a ransom of 10 million. 】
[They really dare to speak, aren't they afraid that Yan Nanchuan will find mercenaries and serve them a bowl? 】
System: [Yan Nanchuan doesn't have the strength yet. He said that because he wanted to tease out Song Li's position in Song Yecheng's heart so that he could evaluate whether the ransom would be more cost-effective or the live broadcast of the striptease would make more money. 】
Shen Yue shouted in her heart that it was not good.
[Then he agreed? 】
System: [Agreed! And the plan is being implemented. 】
[Where is the promised crematorium for chasing my wife? Why didn't Yan Nanchuan follow the plot? If you send my beautiful mother to an electronic fraud group, then you are not pursuing your wife for cremation, but collecting the ashes at the crematorium and the whole drama is over. 】
Song Li was struck by lightning and said over and over again in her heart, unwilling to believe it, no, no...
I have already said that it is a drama about chasing my wife in the crematorium. He loves me and will not treat me like that. He will change his mind.
System: [This melon update has been set up for you. The owner can open other melons, which are also delicious! 】
Everyone in the group said: It doesn’t matter, we will take action anyway, let’s take advantage of Song Li’s biological parents!
Still dragging the cleaning: Same as above, same as above.
[It’s a pity that I’m still a little baby. Apart from drinking milk, peeing, pooping and sleeping, I can’t do anything else. I can only sleep and watch my beautiful mother... It’s useless! 】
Song Li:......
No, no, you are my mother’s dearest baby!
Song Li held Shen Yue up to her chest and rubbed his face against his daughter to comfort her.
[My beautiful mother’s skin is so silky and smooth, and it smells so good! Post it! 】
【Wow! It's really thanks to my beautiful mother that I can have four uncles.
Four uncles, then I’m going to become the group’s favorite, but it’s a pity...]
Song Li:......
Four uncles?
What's a pity?
Are my biological parents gone?
Everyone in the group said:...
four uncles.
The four boys behind them represent four houses and five betrothal gifts, with at least four grandchildren and at most twelve grandchildren.
How wealthy is this family to have such confidence?
I really want to know.
Do it quickly.
Cleaning:…
Same as above, do it quickly.
Song Li also waited for a long time before his daughter spoke again. When he looked in his arms, he found that the little one was already asleep.
But that's how babies are, sleepiness comes without warning and they fall asleep as soon as they are told.
All right!
The little guy is very appetizing.
The cleaning lady didn't wait for a second, and left with the mop bucket.
Everyone in the group eating melons online:...
Work hard first!
