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This night, there was no storm.

However, the moon was blocked by dark clouds, and the night was extremely dark.

It was very windy.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is a good night to kill.

In a farmer's house at the end of Dagu Village.

Li Jinguo, Li Yinshu, Li Yinshui, Li Tietou, Li Tiehan, Wang Ping, and Liu San, the seven traffickers, are surrounding to fry Jinhua.

"Mon. Li Tietou didn't look at the cards at all, and began to fold the cards. His gambling instinct has always been huge.

"You are blind, and I am blind. Wang Ping didn't look at the cards at all, and began to be blind.

At this time, there are still three people left, and the last one is the boss Li Jinguo, as well as Wang Ping and Li Tietou.

Li Tietou and Wang Ping looked at the boss Li Jinguo, they were quite afraid of this boss, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense even at the gambling table. Li Jinguo glanced at his cards lightly, and then smiled: "I give up, you fight." ”

Hearing that Li Jinguo gave up, Wang Ping and Li Tietou both came to their senses.

Li Tietou smiled: "I'm still blind!"

Wang Ping slapped the table: "Meng will be Meng, whoever is afraid of whom, I will follow Meng." ”

The two followed each other a few times, and the number accumulated in this round was already five thousand, and no matter which side lost or won, it would reach five thousand.

Wang Ping finally couldn't help it: "I'm not blind, I want to look at the cards." ”

After looking at the cards, Wang Ping was determined and continued to throw money at the gambling table.

Li Tietou saw Wang Ping like this, he couldn't help but feel a little bottomless in his heart, and finally began to look at the cards, and after reading the cards, he was determined and continued to throw money on the gambling table. The two of them got bigger and bigger, and the gambling money soon reached as much as 20,000. No matter which side loses, the other party must pay 10,000 yuan.

Wang Ping saw that the gambling money was so big, and he was also anxious: "I want to see your cards." ”

At this point, if you want to see the cards, you have to pay an extra 2,000 yuan.

Li Tietou suddenly unveiled the card, and it was three J, which was extremely dazzling.

", it's older than Lao Tzu just now. "The cards in Wang Ping's hand are three 8s, and this deck of cards is very, very big. But it is a little smaller than Li Tietou's.

"Three cards as big as 8 will be eaten, which is really bad fate. ”

"Bad luck. ”

"Wang Ping had bad luck today. ”

"Iron Head has made a lot of money. ”

Wang Ping scolded and scolded, he lost 12,000 yuan in this game. Don't look at him as a human trafficker, his income is not as high as he imagined. It's hundreds of thousands a year, and it's still very heart-wrenching to lose more than 10,000 in a game.

A group of people began to shuffle the cards.

At this time, Li Jinguo said in a deep voice: "Wang Ping, Liu San, you two, send some food to the little cubs locked up in the basement." Don't starve those little cubs to death, after all, we still have to sell them for money. ”

"Good. Liu San nodded and stood up.

Wang Ping lost a big handful just now, and now he is in a hurry to turn it over. But when I heard the boss's order, I had to stand up. Rice is what they eat over from dinner, and they eat what they eat over from the dishes. Scattered in a random mess, placed in a basin, and headed towards the basement, opened the basement door, and looked at the ten children.

The 10 children, all bruised and purple, were clearly abused. Mainly, when they first came here, these children were crying and asking for their parents. But immediately, they were all beaten by a gang of traffickers, and they didn't dare to scream.

Liu San put down the rice bowl: "Little cubs, it's time to eat." Maybe this is the last meal you'll have with us. I'm going to sell you tomorrow. ”

Those ten children still understand some things more or less. Hearing Liu San's words, he couldn't help crying in fright.

Wang Ping lost more than 12,000 yuan just now, he was in a bad mood, and directly kicked a child's body, making the child fly out, Wang Ping scolded loudly: "What are you crying about? Are you a dead father or a dead mother, eat these things honestly, don't starve to death here, how can you sell them." ”

Fortunately, Wang Ping was somewhat sensible after all, and knew that this was a commodity to be sold. So this kick didn't kick it with all his might, otherwise such a big child would have to be kicked to death by him.

But Rao was like this, and the child was also kicked so much that he was about to vomit blood, and his face was quite ugly.

The other children, seeing Wang Ping's cruelty, have been beaten a lot these days, and they are so frightened that they don't dare to cry, and obediently eat those scattered meals.

Wang Ping and Liu San, seeing that these children began to eat, did not stay any longer, walked up the stairs, walked out of the basement, and closed the basement door just after. Wang Ping scolded and said: "Why aren't I red now, damn, I must be popular today, and I can't win the money back from Li Tietou." ”

At this moment, in the darkness around the corner, two hands suddenly stretched out.

They were two white, slender, powerful hands.

It represents death and darkness.

Holding a bamboo chopstick in one hand, his eyes are quick and he suddenly makes a move.

This hand is calm and powerful, extremely sharp.

The deep voice and two chopsticks were directly inserted into the throats of Wang Ping and Liu San.

Wang Ping was still immersed in gambling, thinking about how to turn the book, but his brain didn't react, and he was caught off guard, and he had already been inserted into his throat with chopsticks, and then his eyes widened, he lost consciousness, and fell to the ground. And blood splattered out.

Liu San was more sober, and he had already found it when the chopsticks appeared, and he was so frightened that he dodged to the right, trying to dodge the deadly bamboo chopsticks, but the bamboo chopsticks also changed direction, like lightning, and inserted into Liu San's throat.

Liu San reluctantly stretched out his fingers and covered his throat, wanting to cover the blood rushing out of his throat, but where could he cover it. Then, his whole body was weak, and he fell to the ground suddenly.

Death comes so quickly.

And in the dark, if the eyes were bright, you could see that a person wearing the mask of the strange and bizarre Monkey King, he walked out gently, and then he gently held the bodies of Wang Ping and Liu San. lest the bodies of these two men fall to the ground and make a louder noise that alarms the others.

Then, the man wearing the mask of the Monkey King gently placed the corpses of the two men in the dark corner, and then covered them with a cloth that had been found out of nowhere.

The whole process is extremely gentle.

Then, the man wearing the strange Monkey King mask disappeared into the darkness around the corner, and continued to stay here, waiting for the rabbit.

The two traffickers do not return, and after a while other traffickers should continue to come and throw themselves into the snare they have laid.

(The next chapter is updated around 6 p.m.) ）