[Yesterday, a horrific trafficking incident was cracked in Gannan, our province. Hundreds of abducted women have been rescued and properly resettled.

More than 30 trafficking gangs have been shot dead by the military on the spot because of gun resistance.

The villages that imprisoned the population have also been burned.

Now switch to the host to conduct live coverage for everyone.]

【Hello everyone, I am...】

Bang, the remote control was thrown to the ground.

In the hotel, the blood-colored candle dragon looked ugly.

"How did those women deal with it?"

"The army takes over."

Zhao Yang, who was looking at his phone, glanced at him.

The blood-colored candle dragon smashed out of bed, his face a little ferocious.

"Where are their families? Don't they care about them?"

The bed collapsed...

"Do you think they still... have to go home?"

On the sofa, Zhao Yang blinked.

go home?

I have been abducted for a few days, and God knows where they went?

Now their situation is the same as some young ladies who betray them. The best result is that after being given a sum of money, they will find a place where no one knows them to spend the rest of their lives.

In this way, at least you will not be merciful to relatives, friends, and neighbors.

Zhao Yang couldn't care about this.

Moreover, he didn't want to worry about it.

He has seen too many things that are worse than this.

Instead of trying hard to care about these things, it is better to strangle the source of these things to death... without buying or selling, there will be no killing.

Kill all the weird ones.

If such a thing happens, it is just an internal conflict between the people.

Outside the door, a knock sounded.

Zhao Yang glanced at the blood-colored candle dragon.

The blood-colored candle dragon's face turned dark.

When I opened the door, there were two security guards following me in front of the door.

"I'll bother you. Some customers just reported that there was a sound in our room. May I ask..."

"There are people in the room, can there be no sound?"

"But... your voice is too loud..."

"Whoever feels uncomfortable will let him get out!"

The blood-colored candle dragon took out a card from his pocket and threw it over.

Green.

It has the label of Lin Lujun printed on it.

Bang, the door closed.

Outside the door, the waiter looked at the bank card in his hand and looked at the two security guards behind him.

"this...."

"Call the manager here..."

......

......

"These scumbags!"

When the door was closed, the blood-colored candle dragon's face was still so dark.

"It's a bad temper."

On the sofa, Zhao Yang, who was scanning the message, looked up at him: "I remember the information said, are you a good person?"

Blood-colored Zhulong opened a bottle of drink for himself, and his emotions continued to change, and finally showed a laughing and crying expression.

"Can't good people get angry?"

"cannot."

Blood-colored candle dragon: "..."

He drank all the coke in the jar in one mouthful, and the blood-colored candle dragon squatted on the ground with a little decadent look and said silence.

“I just can’t figure it out.

You said they are so rich, and there are many young ladies in the world who can play with them as long as they are given money. How can these people still do such things?

It can be solved by spending money....”

“This is human nature.”

He clicked on a website in his hand and looked at the bright red on it. Zhao Yang smiled out of the corner of his mouth: "Finally found it."

"Human nature? What is human nature?" The blood-colored Zhulong turned to look at him.

Zhao Yang was wandering on the homepage of a blood worship sect: "What you can't get is good, what you get is more, what you want, what you can easily get is not know how to cherish, what you lose is too much to regret."

"Have you changed careers and become a philosopher?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Really, you said that if those women didn't meet us, what would their final result be like?"

"Dongfeng Express."

Blood-colored candle dragon: "...".

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zhao Yang shook his head and said:

"It's weird that it doesn't eat people, do you think it really doesn't eat people anymore?

It's just a different way of eating.

When it is promoted to the first level, when this method cannot satisfy his appetite, with force guarantee and after the killing is launched, he can only deliver express delivery to it."

Today, Zhao Yang seems to have a lot of dialects.

Although it's all nonsense.

Five minutes later, Zhao Yang picked up the corner of his mouth and clicked on his phone.

Entered a group.

......

Blood worship teachings protectors: [Welcome to Xinmeng.]

Blood-Worshiping Deacon: [Xin Meng walks the program.]

Disciples of the Blood Worshiping Sect: [Men's send red envelopes, women's explosive photos.]

Teach the apprentice by worshiping blood: [After answering a beautiful question, you can ask questions, and if you are ugly, you can send red envelopes directly.]

......

A very active group.

If it weren't for the strange names in the group, Zhao Yang might have regarded it as a reader group of some miserable authors.

After searching through the group information, Zhao Yang found the information he wanted to see, he chuckled and said.

Chunyang Sword Cultivation: [Newbie report, ask the big guys in the group, do you know how to write the word "death"?]

[Sorry, you have been proposed to this group by the group administrator.]

Zhao Yang: "...".

"That's what kicked me out?"

After blinking, Zhao Yang stood up.

Taking off the coat from the clothes on the side, Zhao Yang turned to a depressed guy and said, "Let's go, get this out, let's go home."

Hearing this, the blood-colored candle dragon raised its head.

"You found their place?"
To be continued...