Chapter 228 Dirty is the heart
Tom Li’s body was whipped full of blood, trembling, the pain made him completely unable to stand up straight, painful pleading: “West … is not, I beg you, I know wrong, I’ll find someone to bring her back… …”
A smile slid across Maxton West’s face as he strided over, his handsome face clear and cold and frightening.
“Don’t worry, I won’t touch you, but you have to bring her back safely.”
Tom Li couldn’t even stand on his legs, he didn’t expect at all that Maxton West actually had such a high reputation on the gang side! The scariest thing was that he had moved her people and he couldn’t even think of a way to put the blame on Jack Li before something like this happened.
He was scared and nearly convulsed, just nodding in a daze.
Maxton West then gave a wink to the man next to him and he took him down.
Unexpectedly, Butler Wang took him to a clean house with blindingly bright lights, and he was covered in wounds that made him huff with pain whenever he sat down.
When everyone left, he immediately called the other side: “Hurry up, my ass really fucking hurts, damn it, where did you put that woman?”
Not knowing what was said on the other side, his face instantly turned white: “What? Took her away?”
Due to the overwhelming emotion, he accidentally pulled the wound, which hurt him hoarsely.
“You hurry up and send the man back to me! Any fucking later and I’ll be dead, and you won’t have a good fucking time if I die!”
His tone was cold with anger, and he viciously slammed the phone onto the bed.
Now he can only pray that this person does not make any mess, send people back safely, if the damn broken hands and feet or something, then there is no need to send back, he went straight to suicide.
Inside the study.
Maxton West’s expression was cold as he watched the video on the computer, where he could see Tom Li’s every move.
Next to him, Butler Wang was worried: “Young master, what if this Tom Li lies to us, or he simply threatens us with young grandmother?”
“As long as she can return safely, then I can not pursue …” After a pause, he came to laugh, that voice is cold to the extreme, as if the nerves are frozen.
“However, do you believe it?”
Wang butler thought for a moment and shook his head.
This is definitely not Maxton West’s style of handling, seriously, before, although he is not the West family’s official butler, but Maxton West’s nature he still feel quite clear.
The other people’s affairs how messy he does not look at it will not care, not a trace of sympathy. But if it is his own people, according to his temper, if his own people do wrong, then he even if he is at home to kill him, will not let outsiders move her a finger.
Seriously protective of shortcomings.
Not to mention still touching his wife, the young master’s mother.
The thought of his tactics made his scalp tingle.
“Is the young master asleep? What did the teacher say.”
“I’ve just talked to his homeroom teacher on the phone, and the man said that the young master is asleep now.”
This matter, absolutely must not let him know.
Maxton West cold eyes, thoughts rampant, about to drive him crazy, picked up the photo next to the woman with a gentle and friendly smile.
A sleepless night.
In the quiet of the night, in another place, there was also someone who could not sleep.
Fairen Evert hugged her body, her mind was full of the dead girl’s appearance, to be honest, it was not the first time she saw a dead person, but when she saw a 14 or 15-year-old girl die naked outside like that, her heart fluttered hard.
Those beasts, and did not intend to bury her, directly let her body exposed to the wilderness waiting to feed the nearby wild dogs.
When she came back, she clearly heard a few men talking not far away: “Those few girls, there are a few not beautiful, yesterday a do yo, can not sell, so keep the money.”
Someone said: “It’s not right to say that, as long as they are virgins, they can buy a good price, I where the customers are expensive people, afraid of getting sick.”
Someone took a puff of smoke: “The big one can be used as a prostitute. The woman, if necessary, can feed her poison. The product holds her body behavior to prevent her from running.”
“The body is not good to buy dirty, can be taken to go as a prostitute beggars long-lasting money.”
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Fairen Evert heard the first reaction, really have a kind of knife to tear open the mouth of these people’s impulse.
Tolerated, she is after all a handless woman, she really … can not help. Even if the momentary brain fever rushed up, and can change what?
Back in the car where their bodies were imprisoned, there were about a dozen people guarding the outside.
Fairen Evert slowly learned that these people intended to take them to the famous Hundred Curtain Golden Triangle region for illicit trade, her heart sank a little.
If they were really taken there, they would not be able to get out.
Turning back, looking at these young children by moonlight, she instantly felt her heart stabbing pain.
After a while, Fairen Evert finally came up with a solution, she gently gathered the children together …
Late at night at three o’clock, a few watchmen slowly snoring, next to a few although they have been holding back, tears but due to tears are too dry sleepy from time to time leaned on the car door, head down and squint for a while.
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However, anyway, the car is locked, they can not escape, the thought of this, these people’s head down some more.
Fairen Evert peeked through the doorway and watched all this with great excitement inside.
She suddenly spoke softly, “Hey, come here a minute, I need to go to the bathroom.”
The man suddenly looked up, squinted his eyes and said very impatiently, “You can just go in the car, so many things to do.”
Fairen Evert really has no good feeling about these people, hold back the heart of the disgust and patiently grinding with them: “This is the case, girls love clean, too dirty is not good, right?”
The man was a bit annoyed, probably because he was afraid that she had been disturbing his sleep, cursed and came to open the door.
The person next to him was dead asleep and showed no signs of waking up.
When Fairen Evert went out, a group of children looked at her with eyes wide open, and they, all of them, were not asleep.
Fairen Evert jumped nimbly out of the car, a wet, muddy patch underneath, her shoes sinking in a little, which Fairen Evert struggled to pluck out.
Not far from the car by the improvised toilet, the man suddenly yawned: “You hate us also useless, we all have difficulties at home, for money to do this kind of thing, to blame, blame the money dirty it.”
Fairen Evert turned back, his voice faint: “No, it’s not the money that’s dirty, it’s the hearts that are dirty.”