Thomson seemed to glance at his surroundings casually. The environment was dark, and it may have been late at night. There was always a chill here that lingered for a long time.
However, the habit he had developed over time gave him no choice but to be vigilant. Otherwise, he would not have lived on this path for so long.
He smiled carelessly and threw the half cigarette in his hand on the ground. His leather boots followed closely behind and stepped on it, erasing that little spark.
"Brother, can't we just inspect it here?"
"Thomson, even though it's night here, it would still be very troublesome if we were to be seen."
The burly man looked around again. His right hand reached into the large pouch and touched the cold handle of the spear. The safety on it had already been opened.
White saw this action and did not say anything. However, the horrifying green light in his eyes revealed faint killing intent.
Thomson took two steps back and removed his hand from his mouth pouch. White's eyes were also shrinking into the size of a needle!
In their line of work, even if they were partners who had cooperated many times, they could not trust them.
As long as there were benefits in front of them, you would never know who would sell you.
They were different from politicians who paid attention to long-term benefits. People did not know when they would die, so they naturally enjoyed themselves in time every day.
Fortunately, the sturdy man named Thomson only took out a box of cigarettes and lit another one.
He spat out a mouthful of smoke and licked his dry lips. "White, I don't think we need to be so suspicious of each other. The goods are of the best quality. I can guarantee this, but I'm apprehensive about checking the goods in the warehouse."
"As you can see, besides me and the driver, only one assistant exists. The three of them can't kill you effectively. This is our greatest sincerity.
"But -" "I have to ensure the safety of these two brothers at least."
Just these three people? White shook his head in his heart. He would not believe this cunning fox. He heard that the other party was a "fast shooter". To be able to talk at such a close distance was obviously enough to respect the other party.
After pondering for a moment, the mechanical watch on his left wrist had already reached two o'clock in the morning. This made White frown slightly.
He raised his head and looked at the truck. Although this kid often stuffed some "sick" goods, it was not bad overall.
They would not easily give up this route, and it was even more impossible for them to eat black.
After thinking this through, White's gloomy face was like the sun cutting through the dark clouds. For a moment, it was much brighter.
This made Thompson's hand holding the cigarette a little unstable, and he thought that the other party was playing some tricks.
After all, he had delivered "goods" many times but had never seen the other party smile.
"Well, my dear Thompson, for the sake of our friendship, let's take a step back."
Thompson flicked the cigarette in his hand, and the ashes fell from the top.
"No, no, no, my old friend, we can inspect this part and then pay a part of the money first and then send it to the warehouse to inspect the other part."
Thompson frowned and was about to bargain again when he heard White say, "This is already our biggest concession. Otherwise, I think other partners will be willing to replace you."
He narrowed his eyes, hoping to find flaws in the other party's face. Although he had not studied psychology, he had accumulated some of his insights after dealing with them all year round.
"Alright, but I will first explain that one of the goods inside has to be increased."
"What"
Thomson still needs to reply. Instead, he took a photo and handed it to the other party.
White took the photo and looked at it under the faint moonlight. He was immediately shocked!
He could not wait to take out his phone and use the light from the screen to see the stunning girl in the photo.
He nodded and commented, "Perfect, Asian face, wine-red eyes? Is she a mixed-blood?"
He rubbed his chin with his thick fingers and said, "A mixed blood sounds good." He looked at Thompson and said thoughtfully, "If it is the same as the photos, I think we will pay a price that will satisfy you."
White immediately shook his head. Seeing the other party frown, he immediately said, "She is even more beautiful, beautiful, and noble than the photos. Her temperament makes any man immerse themselves in the hero's tomb."
"Sh*t!" Thompson's words were interrupted, and White looked at him seriously. "You won't kidnap a young lady, will you? We don't accept such goods here."
Thompson shrugged his shoulders. "Well, since you don't want it, I might as well spend some time sending her to the Middle East. I believe those rich people will make a big fuss for her."
"She is a big sister, but her family path has long fallen."
Thompson narrowed his eyes. "She is the only one left in the family."
"Let me see her first," White said.
"'ok, my old brother. I believe you will fall in love with her when you see her."
"Tsk." White naturally did not believe this sentence. These bastards would only infinitely increase the value of the goods, but if it was like what was in the photos.
"Crack!"
When the truck was opened, a strange smell rushed out. White could not help but frown. It was dark. He could not find the girl from this batch of goods.
"Wait a moment," said Thomspon with an embarrassed smile.
After that, he jumped inside and seemed ready to carry the girl out, while the driver and assistant outside looked envious.
It was bizarre!
Was the girl so beautiful?
Before he could finish spreading his thoughts, Thompson walked out with a girl in a long black dress in his arms.
White could smell the girl's body fragrance just by getting close to her.
Looking at Thompson holding the soft body, even he, who had never been beautiful, couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart.
Thompson put the girl in the foreshadowing of his assistant's move. His face was not good, and he still could not touch her.
When he touched the girl, a layer of film blocked him, and he could not handle the tender skin.
This made him instantly think of those superheroes who were messing around or maybe even mutated humans.
"Otherwise, how could he sell this beauty?" Thinking about how many high doses of anaesthetic he had used to make the child fall asleep, Thompson could not help but grin.
He only wanted to get rid of this trouble now. Why did he want to catch her when he was in the Inner Realm? Now, even if he only gave him 100 dollars, he would not hesitate to eliminate this trouble!
The girl's head was slightly tilted, revealing an extremely delicate face! White squatted on the side, sniffing the fragrance, his eyes like a vulture.