The stray dog revealed the hardship of his trade, both overtly and covertly trying to inflate the value of his cargo.
In front of everyone, the stray dog approached a square box covered with black cloth.
He forcefully tore open the black cloth.
Underneath the black cloth was a large iron cage.
The large iron cage held about 20 people confined together, their hands and feet bound by iron chains, and their mouths stuffed with rags.
Some were wide-eyed with fear, their legs shaking, with the pungent smell of urine emanating from beneath them.
Some wore expressions of despair, sitting limply with dull eyes.
Others gazed with fury, staring at each person present, hatred surging in their hearts, longing to rip flesh from those in attendance.
Bobby, witnessing this scene, was taken aback, vaguely understanding Chen Che's deeper intention.
Couldn't help but grimace, thinking Chen Che indeed engaged in all sorts of business, even ones as morally bankrupt as this.
