Drug trafficking remained impossible to stamp out because the profits were simply too high.
When the high-purity No. 4 heroin reached Da Dong, it was diluted from 98 percent purity to around 50 percent. He then wholesaled each gram to the smaller dealers below him at the same price, doubling his profit in the process. This was also the biggest source of income for the managers of East Star Society.
Da Dong made a deal once every half month. In other words, his monthly profit from drugs alone reached as much as six million.
After the deal was completed, the other party sailed away, while Da Dong's trusted men carried a box of drugs back.
Listening to the voices coming through his earpiece, Wang Xuan made no move. He simply lay quietly on the ground without moving.
He waited until the men reached the cars again. The man carrying the box of drugs climbed into the second-to-last vehicle, and the cars slowly started moving toward where they had come from.
"The target is moving. Attack according to plan." With Wang Xuan's order, he rose from the ground and walked toward the road.
Da Dong's men had not driven very far when the roar of a car engine suddenly rang out in the silent night. The people in the lead vehicle could not help turning their heads to look around, wondering who would come to this remote place in the dead of night. Yet they saw no headlights.
Just as they were wondering about it, something suddenly felt wrong. He turned to look out the window, and a horrifying scene entered his eyes.
A car with its lights off suddenly came charging out of the wasteland beside the roadbed. It was already right in front of him. He only had time