Chapter 259: Chapter 259 Flour
Pepi dropped the machine gun to the ground but didn’t imdiately reach for it. Instead, he lifted his head in horror and looked at Wang Yan.
Sure enough, Wang Yan’s eyes were staring at Pepi through the holes in the mask.
From the look of it, he was waiting for Pepi to finish his last word before breaking into song.
Pepi imdiately covered his mouth, stood there frozen for a while, then separated his fingers, speaking muffledly from behind them to Boss Mao: “Six thousand in one stack, twelve thousand in two stacks… Do you understand the total amount?”
Boss Mao didn’t dare ntion the total price again, saying imdiately, “Understood, understood, I’ve got eighteen thousand in the suitcase. Take it now.”
The two looked eager to complete the transaction quickly.
Seeing Boss Mao and Pepi conducting a drug deal right in front of her, Su Yamo beca even more infuriated, wishing she could arrest them imdiately.
Su Yamo shouted, “You’re dealing drugs, which is illegal. If you surrender now, you might be treated leniently. Don’t keep heading further down this path of cri.”
Hearing Su Yamo’s frantic shouting, Boss Mao angrily retorted, “Stop yelling, wait until I work out how to deal with you. Soon enough, I’ll make sure you’re shouting in pleasure.”
Seeing Su Yamo so agitated, Wang Yan thought: Finally, there’s a mont where you regret your decisions. I hope you learn from this and be more cautious next ti. Oh well, let’s help you out this ti.
With this thought, Wang Yan smiled and said to Su Yamo, “We aren’t dealing drugs, you’ve misunderstood. The white stuff is actually flour.”
Boss Mao didn’t even think, imdiately nodded in agreent, saying, “Of course, it’s flour.”
However, after uttering those words, Boss Mao quickly realized, calling the departing Pepi back urgently: “Wait, I haven’t checked the goods yet.”
Pepi turned back impatiently, saying, “We’re seasoned traders, what’s there to verify. Fine, if you want to check, do it quickly.”
Boss Mao glanced at Wang Yan, gestured with his handgun, saying, “You, go and check the goods.”
Wang Yan didn’t object at all, he imdiately squatted down, grabbed a large plastic package, and slit open a small opening with his fingernail, revealing the white powder inside.
Then, Wang Yan lifted his head, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the entire large bag of drugs in one gulp.
This large bag of drugs was over a hundred grams; typically, just consuming one gram or half a gram would make soone addicted and hallucinate. Consuming ten grams would certainly lead to imdiate death.
Seeing Wang Yan swallow over a hundred grams of drugs all at once, Boss Mao panicked and hurriedly tried to stop him: “Stop it.”
But as he spoke, Wang Yan had already swallowed the entire bag of drugs, chewing briefly before swallowing everything down.
He felt his stomach bulge and couldn’t help but belch contentedly.
Boss Mao blinked, looking incredulously at the unhard Wang Yan, asking in astonishnt, “You… you’re okay?”
As soon as the bag of drugs entered Wang Yan’s mouth, Wang Yan was taken aback, thinking: What a terrifying poison, silently making one addicted and gradually consuming the vital energy of the body, truly capable of killing without a trace.
However, once these drugs entered Wang Yan’s body, they were imdiately enveloped by the Power of Demon Patterns, and not a trace entered Wang Yan’s system.
Though stunned internally, Wang Yan remained unaffected outwardly. Upon hearing Boss Mao’s question, Wang Yan nodded, smacking his lips, and said, “It’s fine, quite normal. Hmm… This stuff is pretty good, it’s standard wheat flour.”
When Boss Mao first heard Wang Yan say “this stuff is pretty good,” he felt relieved but was imdiately shocked upon hearing “standard wheat flour,” asking, “What? It’s wheat flour?”
Wang Yan nodded and said, “Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure, why else would I swallow the whole bag?”
At that point, Boss Mao fully believed Wang Yan’s words.
There’s no need to say anything else; just the fact that Wang Yan could swallow the entire bag without any abnormalities ant what Pepi offered wasn’t drugs.
Boss Mao’s expression changed, the gun aid at Pepi, shouting, “Pepi, you dare to double-cross ?”
Pepi was startled, quickly arguing, “Impossible, my goods were personally bought from the Golden Triangle; there’s no mistake.”
Boss Mao sneered, “Bought from the Golden Triangle? Is the Golden Triangle selling flour now too?”
Seeing the murderous look on Boss Mao’s face, Pepi beca scared and imdiately regretted dropping the machine gun earlier.
At this mont, weaponless, he was completely at their rcy.
Nevertheless, Pepi couldn’t believe his goods were flour; it was just that Wang Yan ate the whole bag right in front of him, which also made Pepi sowhat doubted.
So Pepi said, “Wait a minute, I need to personally check the goods.”
Saying this, Pepi dropped the suitcase containing the money, squatted down, ready to inspect the goods himself.
Boss Mao’s gun was still pointed at Pepi, his eyes full of caution, showing no sign of diminishing.
Seeing Pepi preparing to inspect the goods himself, Wang Yan snorted coldly internally, glanced at Pepi, and casually said, “Hey, this really is flour.”
Pepi looked up, glared fiercely at Wang Yan.
However, as soon as he saw Wang Yan’s eyes, he noticed two black vortexes appearing in Wang Yan’s pupils, slowly rotating.
Seeing those vortexes, Pepi was stunned, his eyes lost their brilliance, and he began muttering Wang Yan’s words repeatedly, “This is flour, this is flour—”
Boss Mao and Su Yamo standing aside didn’t notice any abnormality in Wang Yan’s eyes; they assud Pepi had fainted from anger when they saw him mumbling.
Then Pepi opened a bag of drugs, used his fingernails to make an opening, and like Wang Yan, tilted his head, opened his mouth wide, and poured the bag of drugs into his mouth.
Watching him, it was as if he were eating a bag of flour.
Seeing this, Boss Mao was imdiately enraged, shouting, “Pepi, this… this stuff is really flour.”
However, Pepi showed no response to Boss Mao, only to see him open another bag of drugs, continuing to pour it into his mouth.
As soon as the second bag was poured into his mouth, blood started to drip imdiately from the corners of his mouth, eyes, nostrils, and ears.
But Pepi remained oblivious, grabbing another bag of drugs and pouring it into his mouth.
Seeing this, Boss Mao’s face showed terror; only then did he understand that these were indeed real drugs, urgently shouting, “Stop eating, it’s real drugs, I believe you now.”
But no matter how hoarse and sharp Boss Mao’s voice was, Pepi seed not to hear, only sitting in front of the suitcase, one bag after another opening the drugs, one bag after another pouring them into his mouth.
With drugs continuously pouring into his mouth, blood flowed more and more from Pepi’s seven apertures, and his entire face was soon covered in blood, which continued to surge out from his mouth.
The drugs poured into his mouth had been dyed red and solidified by the blood, yet Pepi continued chanically, as if under a spell, opening, pouring, and swallowing the drugs.
Finally, after he poured the last bag of drugs into his mouth, Pepi’s head tilted, and he sat on the ground, motionless.
Seeing this, Boss Mao was utterly terrified; everything he had seen today was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere.
Suddenly, Boss Mao seed to rember sothing. In terror, he lifted his head and looked at Wang Yan standing next to him, letting out a piercing scream: “Grey Wolf—”
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