The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1253

Illness

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Early in the morning, a white van sped along a highway in the suburbs.

Three men sat inside, along with two large bags—something inside the bags seemed to be moving.

The three men were talking.

"Big brother, we're still one short. What should we do? We've driven back and forth along this road three times already... Should we grab someone from the train station to make up the numbers? There are plenty of beggars and vagrants over there..."

"Are you crazy? What if we leave clues by going somewhere so crowded? What if Boss Cheng says we didn't do our job properly? Who's going to pay you then?"

"Sigh... Tell me, what does Boss Cheng want all these vagrants for? We've picked up plenty of corpses, but this is the first time we've picked up beggars!"

"Who cares what he wants? No one will care if a few of these guys go missing, and no one will know. Even the police can't do anything about it... Once we get paid, we can go to the Da Fuhao and have some fun with the girls. Wouldn't that be much better than picking up corpses outside bars?"

"Heh heh..."

"Big brother, there seems to be someone up ahead... Holy crap, he's naked! Could he be an idiot?"

The van suddenly came to a stop. Two men got out and ran over to take a look. When they shone their flashlights over, they saw that it was indeed a naked man, with disheveled hair and pale skin.

The naked man walking along the highway was actually a foreigner!

But the foreigner seemed completely unresponsive to the two men approaching with flashlights. He hunched over and walked slowly, looking as though he had very little strength.

"What's wrong with this foreigner? He doesn't respond

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