Black-striped Dragon saw the look on the other party’s face and didn’t ask further questions. After pocketing the deposit, he imdiately had his n get to work.
The people from the Black Dragon Gang quickly made contact with the mysterious organization belonging to the n in black robes outside the city.
Black-striped Dragon personally ran this operation because the situation inside the city was quite unstable. It was rare to earn a al, and he couldn’t let his subordinates ss it up.
When Black-striped Dragon ca into contact with the organization of the n in black robes, he glanced at them with a peculiar expression. Their bodies were covered with black robes, exposing only their withered hands, making it impossible to see their faces.
In the Wasteland, there are plenty of bizarre people, and a word instantly popped into the mind of the seasoned Black-striped Dragon... cult.
It seems only these cult mbers would dress so strangely.
Various cults have sprung up all over the Wasteland, like bamboo shoots after a rain, during the apocalypse using brainwashing to ensnare people’s hearts.
Those that have developed into powerful entities, like the Apocalypse Society, instill fear in entire countries as top-tier cults.
Yet most are rely minor sects.
But so actions by these small sects are even more terrifying and brutal than those of the larger ones.
Even gang mbers rarely associate with these cults; their practices are often too cruel, sotis unspeakably so.
Ordinary gangs don’t want trouble with these people.
If it weren’t for the unfavorable environnt lately, the Black Dragon Gang wouldn’t have taken a deal from these cult mbers.
Black-striped Dragon rubbed his nose and glanced at the opposite party; there were eight of them, carrying a large box.
Black-striped Dragon frowned and said, "You previously ntioned only five people. Why has that changed to eight?"
"Sothing unexpected happened, we can pay extra."
The man in the black robe who negotiated with the Black Dragon Gang at the bar spoke up.
The ntion of extra paynt lted the dissatisfaction on Black-striped Dragon’s face into a smile. As long as the money was right, nothing else mattered.
Thus, under Black-striped Dragon’s arrangent, the group disguised themselves as an official energy transport team.
The n in black robes hid beneath the black coal, concealed, as the Black Dragon Gang drove them boldly to the city gates.
The gatekeepers had long been bribed by the Black Dragon Gang, and energy transport teams generally belonged to official entities. As long as you had a good relationship with the city guards, typically, they wouldn’t give you a hard ti.
Of course, establishing such transport channels also requires money.
All the way, the Black Dragon Gang navigated smoothly, transporting these n in black robes and their cargo into the city’s interior.
They journeyed directly to their predetermined location on Ant Street.
Black-striped Dragon made a call, and a dozen subordinates simultaneously exerted their strength, pulling apart the coal. Beneath the coal was tarpaulin, and under the tarpaulin, the n in black robes hid.
When they reached the predetermined location, the n in black robes imdiately got off the vehicle. Black-striped Dragon stood on the truck, watching the n in black robes unload their cargo.
Thud!
One man in a black robe, unsteady, stumbled while unloading a box from the truck and fell hard to the ground, the wooden box crashing down and breaking open.
A petite silhouette rolled out of the wooden box.
A head of fiery red long hair, strikingly brilliant, her hands and feet bound with tape, her mouth taped over with a thick layer.
The cargo these n in black robes were transporting was a woman?
Black-striped Dragon froze for a mont, gazing at the red-haired girl, his eyes involuntarily showing a hint of amazent. This red-haired girl was indeed beautiful, with tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes.
After rolling out of the box, her skin was grazed, and her large, beautiful eyes welled with tears from the pain, her brows tightly furrowed.
In the center of her fair forehead, adorned with unknown red pignt, was a mark resembling a lotus flower.
This added a touch of nobility to her pretty face.
From the short skirt worn by this red-haired girl, Black-striped Dragon’s eyes flickered, recognizing that this girl’s identity was far from simple.
She was definitely either wealthy or powerful.
Where did these cultists capture this red-haired girl from?
Judging by this, another conspiracy seed to be brewing...
What was their purpose in going to such lengths to transport this red-haired girl into the city?
Black-striped Dragon’s eyes flickered, and for a mont, greed arose in his heart. Beyond anything else, just the girl’s fine features left him astounded.
n were lustful beings, and Black-striped Dragon was no exception. With such a beauty, even a taste would make life worthwhile.
This kind of commodity, placed on the black market for auction, would fetch a top-tier price.
Surely much more than the runaway price the n in black robes were offering.
As he pondered, Black-striped Dragon’s gaze drifted to the man in the black robe who had fallen to the ground, whose robe sleeve had lifted, revealing a red tattoo on his arm to Chen Che.
A red skull, its crimson color astonishingly vivid, the type of pignt used unknown.
Seeing this, Black-striped Dragon’s heart suddenly jolted... Could this tattoo possibly be...
The man in the black robe who fell to the ground also noticed Black-striped Dragon’s gaze. They locked eyes, and the man in the black robe quickly got up and covered his sleeve.
With large strides, the man walked toward the fallen girl.
The red-haired girl’s eyes trembled, tears of fear filling them, her lovely face made even more endearing by her frightened visage.
The girl was filthy, her snowy white thighs stained with gri, yet this could not obscure her stunning appearance. Driven by fear, she kicked her legs forcefully on the ground, striving to get away from these n in black robes.
But there was no way, and soon she was lifted like a chick by the black-robed man and stuffed back into the box. When the box door closed.
Despair flickered in the girl’s eyes!
With a click, the wooden box was tightly shut, and only dull knocking sounds ca from inside the box.
The black-robed man took out a bag of money from his sleeve, preparing to pay. As the money reached the hands of Black-striped Dragon, facing the black-robed man about to leave, he suddenly grinned and said, "Hey, buddy, I think we need to recalculate our price."
The footsteps of the black-robed man who had already paid slowed, and he turned his head to look at Black-striped Dragon, his voice hoarse: "This is already your third price increase, it goes against the rules of the underworld."
"You never told before that the quality of the goods you’re transporting is this high. You know in our line of work, the fees sotis aren’t fixed. It’s not just about the number of people, it’s also about the quality of the goods.
Needless to say, this woman in the box, her auction price on the black market is hundreds of tis more than the money you’re giving .
I charge by percentage, is that unreasonable? Either you pay three tis more, or you let her out. I haven’t had the pleasure of being with such a high-class woman yet, let enjoy for a bit too."
The black-robed n exchanged glances, with one of them saying hoarsely, "You’re betraying the code of the underworld, breaking promises.
Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
"Screw you, how do you expect to live in this world without greed, without eating at? Like I said, either you pay three tis more, or you let have the girl!
Otherwise..."
Black-striped Dragon smirked, and his subordinates received the cue, imdiately understanding.
In an instant, several guns were drawn simultaneously, aid at the black-robed n.
All the black-robed n had their faces covered, their expressions unreadable, but they glanced at each other, and the situation seed difficult.
One of the black-robed n hesitated, then suddenly approached the box, opened it, and pulled the girl out, throwing her in front of Black-striped Dragon.
The girl stared at Black-striped Dragon in terror, desperately shaking her head, her long fiery red hair swaying behind her.
Black-striped Dragon licked his lips, staring intently at her pure and beautiful face.
Such beautiful eyes, her pupils as clear and attractive as amber, and a beauty mark at the corner of her eye added even more charm.
"Heh heh heh... now that’s more like it!"
Black-striped Dragon couldn’t hold back any longer, loosening his belt as he approached the girl, reaching out to grab her leg, and tearing at her dress.
The girl struggled frantically, unable to make a sound, tears welled up in her eyes.
The surrounding mbers of the Black Dragon Gang also let out lecherous laughs: "Boss, after you’re done, can we have a go?"
"Hahaha, no rush, one by one, if I get to eat at, you all get to drink soup!"
At these words, the black-robed n exchanged a look.
So greedy indeed.
...
"Hey, is there anything important keeping the Judicial Bureau busy recently? It seems like everyone’s been dispatched, even the Special Operations Departnt only has a few people left behind."
Chen Che strolled through the Judicial Bureau with Xia Na, initially planning to have a little office fun with An Nishang, but An Nishang went to a eting.
The entire Judicial Bureau was visibly busy.
Xia Na followed behind Chen Che, holding a book of strange tales, utterly engrossed, not even lifting her eyes.
She had successfully finished Journey to the West and Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
Chen Che threw her another book of strange tales.
This kind of entertainnt novel was unbelievably addictive for Xia Na.
She was practically completely addicted, unwilling to take her eyes off the book for even a mont.
Even when Chen Che stabbed her in the back.
She just knelt on the bed focused on the book.
Reading while enduring Chen Che’s backstabbing.
This girl was truly hooked.
Chen Che arrived in An Nishang’s office, with Xia Na in short shorts seated beside him, her long, straight legs quite srizing.
Xia Na read her book, while Chen Che admired her legs, occasionally reaching out to feel the incredible elasticity of her thighs.
After a long wait, An Nishang finally returned.
Chen Che quickly withdrew his hand from Xia Na.
Before Chen Che could speak, An Nishang initiated the conversation, saying to Chen Che: "Activate the eyes you have on the ground for , keep an eye on soone."
Chen Che was taken aback: "Keep an eye on who?"
An Nishang threw out several stacks of photos.
The photos depicted a burly man.
A large scar at the corner of his eye.
A red skull tattoo on his chest.
"Who is he?"
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