The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1988, Part 321, link above!

Under the bright sunshine, the heat was accompanied by a sea breeze.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, who was pointing a gun at him, Abin knew he was out of options.

"I want to make a phone call!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng and Cui Jie in front of him, Abin slowly uttered these words.

Before Ah Bin could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and smashed the butt of his gun on Ah Bin's head, saying, "Making a phone call? What the hell are you doing? You still want to call someone to save your life this minute, you bastard!"

Seeing Ah Bin lying on the ground with his face covered in blood, Cui Jie went over and opened the trunk.
But when he saw Li Yongzhi, who was already unconscious in the trunk, he immediately roared, "Ah Bin, do you know what the hell you're doing?"

Just as Cui Jie finished speaking, A Bin looked completely devastated and said, "What can I do? I can't do anything about it!"

"You're not helpless, you're just letting down the clothes you're wearing!"

Pointing the gun at Ah Bin, Zhang Cheng took out his phone and said, "Yes, it's me. Come over here!"

The black van stopped, and Zhang Cheng took Ah Bin and Li Yongzhi away. He patted Cui Jie on the shoulder and said, "Don't cause trouble for your father-in-law. Leave the rest to me!"

After saying this, Zhang Cheng left with his men, leaving Cui Jie alone, helplessly pounding on the car.

In the brightly lit room, the live streaming equipment is being turned on.
Sitting in front of the camera, Zhang Cheng, wearing a Tang Monk doll headpiece, spoke with a thick London accent: "Welcome everyone to the largest toy kingdom in South Asia! Our YD Group will provide you with the best service and the best of everything!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng snapped his fingers, and rows of iron cages appeared one after another.

When all sorts of slaves appeared inside, the men in charge of recording filmed them at close range.
Facing the person before him, the slave in the iron cage roared, displaying extreme anger.
"See that? Dude, everything we offer here is top-notch, and we even have certificates of authenticity!"

Holding out a series of professional documents, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Here, you don't need tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands. Just a few thousand will bring back an obedient fellow! We even provide 'tutoring' services!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng continued, "Now I'll tell you a number: 5,980 brand-new slaves to take home. Three, two, one, link up!"

As soon as Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the numbers in the dark web live stream began to jump wildly.

Looking at such astonishing sales figures, Mian Zhenghe stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Because he never imagined that business could be done this way!
The sales volume that would have covered two months' worth of goods was completely sold out in just half an hour, leaving Mian Zhenghe utterly stunned.

Standing up, Zhang Cheng politely bowed and said, "Our next live stream will be in two days. At that time, I will give everyone even more high-quality and affordable 'gifts'!"

At this point, Zhang Cheng abruptly ended the live stream and removed the Tang Monk doll head.
Seeing Zhang Cheng reveal his true appearance, Mian Zhenghe stepped forward and asked, "Were they all sold?"

"Of course, otherwise what do you think?"

With a smile on his face, Zhang Cheng approached a slave and beckoned to Jinbao.

Jinbao walked up to Zhang Cheng and handed him the whip.
"Open the cage!"

Zhang Cheng gestured to Jinbao, his eyes turning icy cold.

"Crack!"

As the iron cage was opened, Zhang Cheng stepped forward, dragged out the muscular slave, threw him to the ground, and began to beat him mercilessly.
"You damn bastard, who gave you the right to yell during my live stream? Huh! Who, who gave you permission to speak!"

The whip whistled as it lashed repeatedly across the slave's body.

As the piercing screams rang out, the other slaves trembled with fear. Unlike Mian Zhenghe and the others, who were worried about whether the animals would "damage" them, Zhang Cheng had no such concerns.

After all, if he wants to fish, anyone here could become bait!
"That's enough, you'll die if you do that!"

Mian Zhenghe stepped forward to stop Zhang Cheng, and couldn't help but become anxious.
Because this is a $6,000 item, if it gets damaged, wouldn't that be a complete loss?

Upon hearing Mian Zhenghe's words, Zhang Cheng threw away the blood-stained whip in his hand and said coldly, "Eliminate all the disobedient ones. I don't want anyone coming to me for after-sales service!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Mian Zhenghe also smiled.

Just after everyone left the live stream, Jinbao stepped forward and said, "Brother Cheng, we've made a deal with a tour group in China. They'll send one person from over there, and we'll give them five hundred US dollars!"

"Too much, three hundred at most! Those bastards aren't worth that much!"

Turning to Jinbao beside him, Zhang Cheng said, "As long as they can send the person over, I guarantee they won't have a chance to speak again, or even cause any trouble!"

After listening to Zhang Cheng's words, Jinbao hesitated and asked, "Is our free travel plan only for international students?"

"Aren't you just spouting nonsense? Your family members, would you dare touch them? Huh! Would you dare touch them? I wouldn't dare touch them, didn't you see how they charged at me last time!"

Looking at Jinbao, Zhang Cheng was also furious.

If it weren't for that idiot Pakun, he wouldn't be selling things online via livestream now.
However, it must be said that doing this does indeed make money faster!

Zhang Cheng didn't know much about the other streamers, but he truly treated the people in his live stream room like family!
After all, who would give a gift that shows their "heartfelt sincerity"?
Zhang Cheng gives gifts, and he not only gives "gifts," he also gives them to people!
If you have money, he'll replace everything for you, even if you have heart problems.
Don't ask why, the answer is simply to take care of family!
Zhang Cheng: Trust me, Brother Cheng will help you live to be a hundred!
Upon entering the spacious office, the group sat down at the coffee table and drank.
With a cigar in his mouth, Zhang Cheng said to Jinbao, "Tell the domestic tour groups that our Far East Group is running 'legitimate' tourism. We only organized this 'free' tour to accommodate their studies abroad. So, don't try to negotiate with me. I just want people. I'll pay for each one who comes!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Mian Zhenghe, standing beside him, was dumbfounded and asked, "Why are you letting so many African students come here for tourism?"

Looking at Mian Zhenghe with suspicion, Zhang Cheng's eyes widened as he said, "Brother, our supply chain in Africa is in trouble. If we don't bring more people over, how are we going to make money!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Mian Zhenghe froze on the spot.

Because he never expected that Zhang Cheng was actually planning something like this.

However, thinking of Zhang Cheng's plan, Mian Zhenghe asked excitedly, "How many people do you think will come?"

"There are at least four or five thousand! I plan to continue this for two years without interruption. By the way, Jinbao, set up a few shell companies and find South Asians to hold them on your behalf. That way, even if problems arise, it won't matter!"

As Zhang Cheng spoke to Jinbao beside him, his eyes were filled with ferocity.
Because, after all, his family has a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
As for whether this matter would trigger an investigation, Zhang Cheng wasn't worried at all.

After all, the tour group belongs to the family, and the South Asia tour is held on behalf of someone else. Even if you frame someone, you can't pin the blame on him!

As for whether those slaves will speak up, that's a question for his piranha!

The world is cruel; Zhang Cheng just wanted to teach these "international students" a small lesson.

And the price, of course, is their lives!
After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Jin Bao's face also turned serious as he said, "I understand, Brother Cheng!"

"After this is done, I'll give everyone a big red envelope as a year-end bonus!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng's face was filled with excitement.

After all, when it comes to making money, what difference does it make whose money you make?

(End of this chapter)