My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

The two women entered without hesitation. The remaining two middle-aged men took a vigilant look around before quickly entering the warehouse.

Lu Zijia, who was hidden in the dark, looked at the warehouse door closed again and looked at each other with a tacit understanding with the men around him.

In the warehouse.

A middle-aged man with a short beard had already been waiting in the warehouse. He saw that the four people came in with only two children. His tone was somewhat unhappy, "Why are there only two?"

Among them, the shorter middle-aged man smiled at his speech and said, "the wind has been tight recently. We are also afraid of accidents. If we have an accident, won't no one deliver the goods to you?

However, the two goods are also good this time. Look at these two children. They are both white and tender. They are gratifying. "

The short bearded man, called the noble man, glanced at the two children lying on the ground by the two women again, and nodded a moment later.

"OK, it's a little out of stock recently. You can send me at least five more this month." The short bearded man ordered.

The four people were delighted at the speech and repeatedly said that they would send it to him at the end of the month.

After the bearded man threw two stacks of cash to the four, the four left the warehouse happily.

However, before they left far away, they suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.

After Lu Zijia quickly sent a short message to Luo Baode, he and his man quietly followed the short bearded middle-aged man who met with the four traffickers.

The reason why he sent a text message to Luo Baode instead of calling the police was that Lu Zijia noticed that the middle-aged man with short beard had the smell of evil repair.

Moreover, there is a strong smell of blood.

Obviously, short bearded men trading children with human traffickers do not sell children again, but are used for evil Dharma.

Judging from the bloody smell of men with short beards, many children have been killed.

He quickly went to the front of a black car, opened the rear compartment, put the trunk in, and drove away quickly after a while.

The car drove straight out of the city to the suburbs.

Forty minutes later, the car stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary independent villa.

The bearded man easily carried the suitcase and went directly to the basement after entering the villa..

The light in the basement is dim, but it doesn't affect the sight of men with short whiskers.

As soon as I got to the basement, I smelled the strong smell of blood, but it didn't make the short bearded man feel bad. On the contrary, there was some excitement in his eyes.

"Master, there are two goods this time."

The bearded man carrying the suitcase said respectfully to the old man sitting on the futon with his eyes closed.

The old man was wearing a slightly worn Taoist robe with his hair tied on his head, which was impressively dressed up as an ancient Taoist.

Obviously, the strong smell of blood in the basement comes from this blood pool.

I saw the bright red seeping blood almost overflowing from the pool. It can be seen that there must be many dead souls buried in the pool.

Around the blood pool, there are many obscure and strange pictures and texts.