Chapter 410[Just a Plate of Stir-fried Mushu Pork]
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!! We're rich! Fuck! BOSS, this time we're rich!! These things are going to make us a fortune!!!"
Mandy was jumping up and down, standing in this underground drug den.
It was a dilapidated factory building, and a basement at that.
At the entrance to the basement lay two bodies, and besides, where Mandy was standing at the moment, there were three other bodies on either side.
Each person was shot multiple times and died.
The guy closest to Mandy's feet wasn't even fully dead, his body still twitching.
And on the table next to him, there was a heap of containers Chen Yan couldn't understand or bother looking at, tools, next to them were stoves, various chemicals, purification tools, and so on...
There was a bag on the table, and when Mandy opened it, inside were several big bags of white powder.
