Two Realms: From Glass Beads to Divine Skills, Invincible

Chapter 25: Luring and Killing the Other Two Black Men.

"good!"

Bai Chen nodded with a cold smile, "Half a month ago, when you stole my son's life-saving money, did you ever imagine this day would come?"

"No, it's not my fault, I didn't do it alone."

Old Hei trembled and quickly explained, "This is all because you Chinese are fighting amongst yourselves, it has nothing to do with me."

This statement came out.

Bai Chen thought to himself, "This robbery is definitely suspicious." He then brandished the thin needle in his hand and scolded Lao Hei:

Explain yourself!

"It's Bruce Liu, yes, your boss. He took the lion's share. He took 40% by himself, and the three of us only got 20% each."

Old Hei's heart pounded violently with the movement of the thin needle. His words came out in rapid succession, like beans being popped.

"Bruce Liu. He's involved with our Black gang, robbing our fellow Chinese workers..."

……

As Lao Hei narrated.

Bai Chen also understood the cause and effect of the matter.

Just as he suspected, the restaurant owner he used to work for was in cahoots with the black man who robbed him.

This also explains why these black men would leave him a few dozen dollars for rent when they robbed him.

After all, both Black people and restaurant owners hope to have a long-term target to exploit, rather than killing the chicken for warmth all at once.

Now that the truth has been uncovered, there's no need to keep this old black man alive.

Bai Chen looked at Old Black on the ground, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

He slowly raised his right foot, intending to stomp on the beast's neck.

Perhaps under the pressure of death, Old Hei trembled all over, and his survival instinct made him shout desperately:

"Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I... I'm still useful, yes, I'm still useful."

Old Hei's mind raced, and he actually found a way out. He shouted:

"I can get Karen and Markley out for you; they're my accomplices."

Oh, and your boss, Bruce Liu, can also be tricked out!

Upon hearing this...

Bai Chen paused, then withdrew his right foot and said calmly to Lao Hei:

"Oh? You're really loyal!"

"So-so, so-so..."

Old Hei couldn't understand Bai Chen's sarcastic tone and thought he was being praised for his loyalty, so he quickly responded modestly.

"Enough with the nonsense, call them right now and trick them into coming here."

Bai Chen interrupted Lao Hei, his tone icy, "I'm only giving you half an hour. If they don't come in half an hour, you can prepare to meet Jesus!"

"Yes, yes, I'll make the call right now. I'm sure I can get it."

Old Hei's heart skipped a beat, and he shakily pulled out his phone.

After hesitating for a moment, he first called his brother Karen.

Beep beep....

The call was connected.

"Hey~ Anzhai, bro, hey, you son of a bitch, what made you think of calling me?"

A voice on the other end of the phone sounded like someone was rapping, in a typical Black accent.

"Karen, stop talking nonsense. I've run into a fat sheep; he's got twenty thousand dollars on him..."

Old Hei said quickly, not blushing at all while lying, "As for the specific location, it's...it's..."

He paused slightly at this point, his gaze involuntarily turning to Bai Chen.

Because after he woke up from the drug-induced hallucinations, he was already bound inside this container.

Upon seeing this.

Bai Chen picked up a pen and wrote an address on his palm: "109 Chinatown, near the garbage dump!"

The address certainly cannot be the container where he currently resides.

This address is the landfill near the restaurant where he works.

"Hey bro, why aren't you saying anything? Where's the address? Yo yo check it out~"

Karen's anxious urging came from the other end of the phone.

Old Hei steadied himself and quickly said, "It's...it's at 109 Chinatown, near the junkyard. Come quick, brother!"

"Okay bro, you'll see me soon."

After Karen finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

...

The call ended.

Old Hei looked at Bai Chen nervously, his voice trembling as he asked, "Uncle, is this alright?"

"Okay, continue!" Bai Chen nodded slightly, indicating that the other party should continue making calls to the remaining people.

"Yes, yes!"

Old Hei nodded repeatedly, then dialed the number of another Black guy.

Using the same rhetoric and the same tactics, the other party was also eager to come and make money together.

that's it.

Lao Hei's two black friends said they would be here soon.

Now only the restaurant owner is left.

Old Black opened his contacts and found the number labeled "Bruce Liu" and dialed it.

doodle...

The call was connected.

"Hey Bruce Liu, I've got a lucrative deal coming your way. There's a fat guy with $20,000 on him, come over here right now..."

Old Hei used the same rhetoric.

However, the result this time was completely different from before.

"Go ahead and rob those fat sheep! If you feel you can't spend all the money, you can give me some. I still need to calculate taxes. That's all, bye!"

A voice speaking heavily accented English came from the other end of the line, and then the call was disconnected.

"Ah, no, come quick!"

Old Hei panicked and shouted into the already disconnected phone.

He looked at Bai Chen cautiously.

"fine!"

Bai Chen smiled and shook his head, casually saying, "Since we're going to go there anyway, it doesn't matter whether the restaurant owner comes out or not."

Upon hearing this...

Old Hei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he thought he had escaped a disaster today and was planning how to report back to his gang leader and get revenge,

brush!

A gust of wind swept in.

Old Hei felt the bones in his neck shift, and a sharp pain swept over him.

A crisp "snap" sound rang out.

Old Hei was completely enveloped in darkness, and his neck and body were twisted in a strange way.

"I keep my word, I'll send you to meet Jesus."

Looking at the motionless corpse, Bai Chen's expression remained unusually calm.

He didn't know if he was a born killer or if he had gotten used to killing in the other world.

Killing this old black man with his own hands... no, with his own feet, didn't stir the slightest ripple in his heart.

It's as easy as crushing an ant!

"Dispose of the body first, then get to Chinatown as soon as possible..."

Bai Chen grabbed Lao Hei's clothes, lifted him up, and walked towards the door of the container.

A corpse will become extremely smelly if left for a while, so it definitely cannot be kept in a living area.

As for how to handle it?

Just find a place without surveillance cameras and dump it on the street.

Within half an hour at most, a swarm of "cleaners" would arrive, carry the body away, and sell it to a pharmaceutical company.

The human body is a treasure trove, especially for pharmaceutical companies.

The only thing that diminishes the value of this body is probably the fact that it has been on drugs.

The reason why Asian corpses are valuable is that the vast majority of Asian corpses are from diseases or murders, and very few have been found to have been under the influence of drugs.