"Who are you?" "The one who killed you." "Looking for death!" In the huge cave, more than a dozen thugs and guards hidden in the dark swarmed up. Wherever the blade went, broken limbs and arms, blood flew. "You, who are you? You have no martial veins, but you have such high martial arts. Could it be that you have a hidden vein?" "Uncle, what is a hidden vein?" "Young master, hurry up, I'll stop him." The young master was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was fair and clean, with curved eyebrows. Walking on the street, he didn't look like a human trafficker at all, but more like a young master of a wealthy family. In this way, the young man, leading a group of thugs, did unscrupulous and inhumane evil things in the capital.
The young master must be caught and must not be allowed to run away. The big man called uncle is a warrior, a third-grade intermediate warrior. At this moment, Chen Guanlou was calm. He had been looking forward to fighting against a third-grade warrior for a long time. When it really came to this moment, he was not moved at all. Can win! Kill! In the dark cave, the blade passed by, a cold light split the darkness, leaving a mark on the stone wall. Shadows swayed with the candlelight, sharp weapons collided, people groaned, stone powder fell, and the slippery ground stained with blood... Seven moves! Killed with one knife! The big man called Uncle covered his chopped left arm, his pupils dilated, and fell down slowly in disbelief. Blood gushed out like a mountain torrent. "Hidden Vein, Hidden Vein..." He stared at Chen Guanlou, wanting to remember this face before he died. A third-grade warrior died at the hands of a hidden vein warrior. It was not unjust, not unjust! Boom! Fall to the ground! Die! The young master retreated step by step, deep into the cave. However, there was no way out behind him. He waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't come over, don't kill me!" "Where are the people?" Chen Guanlou walked forward slowly, dragging the big knife in his hand, and blood slowly dripped onto the ground along the blade, forming a cruel blood line. "What people? I don't know what you are talking about." "Where are the children you kidnapped hidden? Tell me!" "Not here, really not here. I'm telling the truth. Don't kill me, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything. On the boat, all locked up on the boat."
"What boat?" "The building boat. The building boat on the lake. Don't kill me, I'll take you to find the building boat. Really, only I can take you on the boat. Without me, you can't find the boat within an hour. After an hour, the boat will leave the city along the river, and those children will never be found again." The young master was so scared that he wet his pants, he really wet, and a foul smell came from him. "Since the children are all on the boat, what do you mean by discussing getting rid of them?" "That's right..." The young master hesitated, as if he couldn't find his voice. "Speak!" Chen Guanlou was angry. If the man in front of him hadn't been useful, he would have chopped him with a knife. "That's right, the goods this time... no no no, it's those children, some good and some bad. The bad ones need to be sold in time, and keeping them is a waste of food." Chen Guanlou's heart almost exploded. Everyone is born and raised by their parents, and everyone is a treasure of their parents. In the eyes of these people, children are not people, but goods that can be sold, such as cattle, horses, pigs and dogs. Damn it! Damn it all! "Is the boat yours?" "No no no, the boat belongs to Boss Qi. We went to the capital this time to help Boss Qi find goods." "Who is Boss Qi?" "Boss Qi is Boss Qi." Bang! Chen Guanlou was extremely irritable at this moment. The young master was so scared that he cried, "I really don't know! I only know that he is Boss Qi, and only my father knows his origins." "Where is your father?" "Not in the capital, but in my hometown. I really didn't lie to you. If I lied to you, I would die a miserable death. Don't kill me, I really still have use. Boss Qi is a martial arts master, and there are a group of guards around him. He is suspicious, and you can't get on the boat without seeing me in person. You are good at fighting, but Boss Qi is better. I mean it! Ah... my hand, my hand..." Chen Guanlou directly broke the young master's two arms, "Tell me, what is your name, and the specific address of your hometown." The young master obviously felt the danger, but he kept his mouth shut, sweating coldly, and was afraid and forcing himself not to say anything. Chen Guanlou laughed and cut with a knife. "Ah, my leg, my leg..." "Don't worry, I won't let you die. I asked a torture master how to make a person survive 108 kinds of torture." He took out a dagger and gestured, as if thinking about where to cut the meat so that it would be more delicious. The young master seemed to have seen a devil, dragging his broken leg and stepping back. He wanted to escape. "I heard that you human traffickers have a method called "harvesting life" to make money. Since there is still time, why not take life from you today? Should I dig out your eyes or cut off your ears first? Oh, the limbs must be cut off. The more miserable, the more money, right?" "No, no... Please let me go, I have money, my family has a lot of money. You can't kill me, if you kill me, my father, my uncle, my grandfather, they will definitely avenge me, and will definitely kill you and your whole family. Mash your children into meat paste and feed them to dogs. Ah... My ears, you cut off my ears. You are dead, you are dead. Don't do it, ah... My feet, my feet are gone... Don't kill me, I will tell you everything, I will tell you..."
Chen Guanlou carried the bloody young master and walked in the dark night. The young master’s surname is Hu. As Lao Chaofeng said, the entire family, the entire village, and generations have been engaged in human trafficking. Over the decades and hundreds of years, it has harmed countless children, women, and families. Relying on this business, the whole family and the whole village lived a good life like a landlord. Every copper they ate and drank was filled with the tears and blood of countless children and women. A heinous family, a heinous village! It's hidden deep in a mountain thousands of miles away from the capital. Arriving at Zhuque Lake, the lake is at its busiest, most exciting and alluring moment of the day. The top brothel ladies in the capital are all on this lake. Those high-rise boats are singing and dancing. Standing on the shore, you can hear the seductive laughter and smell the money spent by wealthy bosses. "Which ship belongs to Boss Qi?" The young master of the Hu family, covered in blood, said weakly: "Let me go and I will tell you." "I think you haven't figured out the situation yet. Do you want to force me to chop off your other foot now?" Chen Guanlou's tone was cold. At this moment, he was both cold and evil, with a frightening evil aura. Especially with a pair of cold eyes, the eldest son of the Hu family saw the same emotions as his own executioner. There were no emotions, only cold killing. Any goods that are disobedient will be brutally tortured, humiliated, and eventually become mindless slaves or meatloaf. He is afraid! "Torches, three clicks to the left, three clicks to the right, and three clicks up and down."