Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

"I don't want gold, I want weapons, the kind that can equip 5,000 people. Do you have any?" Zhang Luan's voice was cold, and every word made people feel bitingly chilled.

His gaze was like a venomous snake staring at its prey, full of deadly threat.

The man originally had a somewhat contemptuous smile on his face, but when he met Zhang Luan's cold eyes, his smile froze instantly.

His fingers began to tremble uncontrollably, and the cigarette slipped from his fingers, burning a black spot on the expensive Persian carpet.

"Gudong!" The man swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling violently.

Cold sweat ran down his neck into his shirt collar, and his back was already

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Completely soaked in sweat.

A terrifying realization emerged in his mind: if he was of no use, the man in front of him could take his life at any time.

"I... can bring her to see Chaka, but how to negotiate is up to you, and..." The man probed cautiously, subconsciously negotiating the terms, but hesitated halfway through his words.

"And?" Zhang Luan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"No, and I'll take you to see Chaka!" The man immediately changed his tone, falling silent like a duck being strangled. After years of navigating this complex underground world, he knew exactly when to give in.

"Okay, take me there now!" Zhang Luan's tone left no room for doubt. The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

"Not now. Chaka is a big shot. I can't see him just because I want to!" The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained with embarrassment.

There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously afraid of what might happen next.

"Are you kidding me?" Zhang Luan's face instantly darkened, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and he raised his foot and kicked the man's shin bone accurately.

"Crack!" The sound of bones breaking was terrifying. The man screamed and fell off the sofa, rolling on the ground holding his deformed calf.

"Ah!!!" The shrill screams echoed in the office.

"I'm not kidding you. I really can't take you to see him, but he'll come on his own!" The man's face was twisted in pain, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his face. "Chaka comes here regularly every month to collect money and take a few women away to play. Tomorrow is the day, and Chaka will come tomorrow!"

"Next time, speak in one breath. Heavy breathing is not a good habit!" Zhang Luan said coldly, with a warning in his eyes.

When the girl at the desk heard the name "Chaka," her body trembled noticeably, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes. She subconsciously curled up, as if to hide herself.

Zhang Luan pondered for a moment and decided to wait and see. However, he couldn't release the hostages in the park rashly. If the news leaked out and Chaka changed his schedule, things would become even more complicated.

"You two stay in this room, and no one is allowed to leave the campus!" Zhang Luan's voice was icy cold, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but it couldn't dispel the heavy atmosphere.

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"Then I'll call a doctor. I think I'm broken!" The man in sunglasses lay on the ground, sweat dripping down his face, his face twisted. His calves had already begun to deform, and the deformation was clearly visible through his suit pants.

Zhang Luan turned around and looked down at him, his eyes flashing with chilling murderous intent: "No, a broken bone won't kill you."

He squatted down, leaned close to the man in sunglasses' ear, and said in a low and threatening voice, "After I meet Chaka tomorrow, you can do whatever you want. But if you ruin my plan..." He paused, "I will break every bone in your body, inch by inch!"

For these inhumane guys who commit telecom fraud, this is considered light.

The air in the office seemed to freeze.

The man in sunglasses and the man with tattoos looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

They have been in this gray area for many years and have seen too many life and death situations, but the cold aura emanating from the man in front of them still makes them shudder.

The sunlight outside the window gradually sets in the west, giving this sin-filled park a bloody golden edge.

The only sound in the entire room was the suppressed moans of the man in sunglasses. No one dared to speak because they all knew that Zhang Luan would definitely do what he said.

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Luan impatiently kicked the man in sunglasses. He groaned like a dead dog and rolled into a corner, curled up in pain from his broken leg. Zhang Luan sat casually on the leather sofa, eyes closed, resting, yet he gave off a sense of danger, ready to attack at any moment.

The girl who had been injected with drugs seemed to gradually regain consciousness, aware of her disheveled state. She frantically grabbed her tattered clothing, barely covering herself, and huddled in the farthest corner of the room. Her naked skin was covered in the marks of violence, the purple pinch marks and cigarette burns shocking.

"By the way, where did you get these things?" Zhang Luan suddenly opened his eyes and took out a bag of white powder from the space. He shook it under the light, and the powder reflected a strange luster.

The man in sunglasses swallowed hard, enduring the excruciating pain of his broken leg. "Chaka is also involved in the drug business. He eliminated all the drug dealers in Myanmar and became the biggest drug lord himself." He took a breath and continued, "He also has a large plantation in eastern Myanmar and a laboratory specializing in refining this!"

"How do I use this thing?" Zhang Luan looked at the powder in his hand with interest.

The man in sunglasses' eyes lit up and gave a flattering smile: "You want to try? I can teach you!"

"You don't need to teach me, just demonstrate it in front of me!" Zhang Luan sneered.

"No, I don't smoke this!" The man in sunglasses waved his hands hurriedly. This action pulled the broken bone, and the pain made him gasp and his face turned pale.

"You don't smoke? Then why is there this thing in your drawer?" Zhang Luan sneered and shook the bag in his hand. The powder flashed with a strange light in the sunlight.

The man in sunglasses licked his chapped lips and glanced at the girl in the corner: "I don't smoke, but some people like it. And with this thing, those people are easier to control! Take Lianlian for example!"

When the girl called Lianlian heard this, her body trembled violently, her eyes filled with fear and shame. She hugged herself tightly, as if trying to shrink herself into a point.

"Don't be fooled by her usual aloof appearance," the man in sunglasses said with a hint of pride, "but once she gets into it, she doesn't care about anything. She doesn't care who rides on her, as long as she gets this!"

"Is this all you do?" Zhang Luan raised his eyebrows, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. These people were so petty that they did this for their own selfish desires.

Zhang Luan would definitely not touch drugs.

But I believe this thing should have some connection with the mental magic of the other world, and maybe it is related to the curse of the rabbit-eared tribe that Luna has been looking for.

Zhang Luan looked at the small bag in his hand and thought to himself.

Answers that cannot be found in another world may be found in the real world.

Maybe Alia can break the connection between them if she masters this mental magic, Zhang Luan's heart moved.

Then it will be of great help to conquer the other world!

It seems that I need to study more knowledge about mental magic!

"Why don't you try it too, it's very comfortable!" The man in sunglasses endured the pain of his broken leg and said in a flattering manner, with a calculating look in his eyes.

"Shut up!" Zhang Luan's eyes became fierce and he kicked the man in sunglasses hard in the face.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and at the same time the sunglasses broke, seven or eight bloody teeth flew out, bouncing on the floor, making a crisp sound.

The man in sunglasses' face suddenly swelled up like a pig's head, and blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Luan turned to the woman in the corner and waved his hand gently: "Come here, tell me, how did you get infected?"

Lianlian stood up trembling, clutching her torn clothes tightly in her hands. Like a frightened deer, she cautiously walked over to Zhang Luan and knelt gently. She tilted her head back, revealing her slender neck. This submissive posture seemed to have become instinctive.

"They bribed my best friend..." Her voice was as light as a mosquito's. "They secretly put these things in my food and drinks, and then I got addicted. By the time I found out, I couldn't quit!" As she spoke, tears flowed down her face.

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The delicate face slipped away.

"I understand. I want a lot of this stuff. How much do you have?" Zhang Luan's gaze fell on the man in sunglasses again.

"Just kill me!" The man in sunglasses suddenly flew into a rage, his mouth full of blood as he yelled. Apparently, being kicked in the face in front of his men was such an insult that he completely lost his mind.

"Alright!" Zhang Luan calmly pulled out his pistol and pointed the black muzzle at the man in sunglasses. The sound of the safety opening was particularly clear in the silent room.

"No, no, no!" The man in sunglasses instantly cowered, his anger turning to fear as he begged for mercy. It only took a bullet to reach the eunuch, so the threat was clearly quite effective.

"Answer the question if you don't want to die!" Zhang Luan's voice was cold.

The man in sunglasses swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and said in a trembling voice: "There are still two kilograms of goods in my safe, but I really don't have anything else. After all, I don't do this, I'm a fraudster!" There was a bit of grievance in his voice, as if he was emphasizing that he was just an "honest" fraudster.

Zhang Luan turned to Lianlian and said, "Go and take the things out of the safe!"

"Yes!" Lianlian obediently crawled towards the safe. She only used the torn clothes to cover her chest, leaving her entire back and body exposed to the air.

The graceful curve of her back was covered with traces of violence, some of which were fresh red marks, while others had turned into bruises.

Her slender waist and perky figure showed that she once had a good quality of life. No wonder she became the target of the man in sunglasses.

Following the instructions of the man in sunglasses, Lianlian entered the password to open the safe.

There were a dazzling array of items inside: bundles of US dollars and RMB were neatly stacked, several packets of white powder flashed strangely under the light, and on the top layer was a stack of passports tied in leather covers.

These passports come from victims from various countries, whether they obtained them voluntarily or by fraud. The first thing to do is to take away their passports.

Without identification, even if you escape, you will be arrested by local police for illegal entry.

These policemen had long been bribed and would send the "smugglers" back to the park in exchange for considerable rewards.

"Here! Big brother!" Lianlian carefully maintained the posture of covering her body with one hand, and handed the stolen goods to Zhang Luan with the other hand.

Her movements seemed clumsy and shy, and her torn clothes slipped off from time to time, causing her to adjust her posture in a panic.

Zhang Luan looked around and found a large black bag from the corner.

He pretended to stuff the stolen goods in, but actually secretly put them into the space.

To conceal his presence, he stuffed dozens of Snickers bars into the bag to make it look bulging.

As the night deepened, the light in the room grew dimmer.

"Well, you watch them, I'll take a nap!" Zhang Luan leaned on the sofa, looking tired.

Lianlian nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll wake you up if anything happens!" She wrapped the torn clothes around her body and took out a gleaming dagger from the unconscious bodyguard.

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She held the dagger with slightly trembling hands and pointed it at the man in sunglasses and the man with tattoos.

The moonlight filtered through the window, reflecting a cold light on the dagger.

All night long, a stifling silence filled the room.

In fact, Zhang Luan didn't sleep at all, he just went to the other world to rest for a while from time to time.

His current physique has already surpassed that of ordinary people. Not even sleeping for a few days would have any effect on him, let alone a night of not sleeping.

The man in sunglasses and the man with tattoos huddled in the corner, not daring to move.

They had already experienced Zhang Luan's methods and were afraid that he was pretending to be asleep to test them.

Escape? That would be tantamount to seeking death.

Zhang Luan's eyes, which always flashed with a cold light, seemed to be able to see through all their thoughts.

Lianlian remained highly alert the entire night and never put down the dagger.

Her delicate face was full of fatigue, but her eyes were resolute. Perhaps she saw this as her only chance to escape the control of drugs.

The morning light dispelled the darkness in the room.

Zhang Luan opened his eyes, his gaze sharp: "When will Chaka come?"

The man in sunglasses made a hoarse sound in his throat. He looked haggard after a night of torment. "Usually at nine in the morning, very punctual!"

Although the swelling on his broken leg had subsided a little, he had completely lost all sensation and was as lifeless as a piece of dead wood.

"Very good, you stay here." Zhang Luan turned to the tattooed man, "Tie him up, and come with me to see Chaka later!"

"Ah? Me?" The tattooed man's face turned pale and his voice trembled.

Zhang Luan's voice was terrifyingly calm: "Well, if you don't go, I will kill you. If you get caught, I will kill you too!" His simple words revealed an unquestionable murderous intent.

The tattooed man shrank his neck and started to move with a look of grievance on his face.

He found a rope and tied up the man in sunglasses and the two still unconscious bodyguards.

His movements were clumsy but careful, as he was afraid that the binding was not tight enough and would anger Zhang Luan.

"Then...what about me?" Lianlian asked timidly, with mottled scars revealed under her torn clothes.

Zhang Luan turned around, a rare look of seriousness in his eyes. "Once I've eradicated this park, you can go wherever you want. I suggest you return home and go to a drug rehabilitation center. That's the only way forward for you!"

"I...I know!" Lianlian lowered her head, confusion flashing in her eyes.

She knows all too well the pain of quitting drugs, but compared to continuing to sink into depravity, this may be the only way out.

In the morning light, Zhang Luan and the tattooed man stood in the center of the park. Cold sweat dripped from the tattooed man's forehead, while Zhang Luan, dressed in traditional Burmese attire, looked completely at ease, as if he were a native Burmese.

Thugs and managers gathered in groups of three or four in the park.

They were wearing all kinds of clothes, some in suits and ties, some in vests and shorts, and some in camouflage uniforms, looking like a small armed group.

When they saw Zhang Luan, surprise flashed in their eyes, but seeing that he was so calm, they thought he must be Chaka's man, so they remained silent.

The rumbling sound of the engine came from far away.

The first thing that appeared was an armed jeep, and the heavy machine gun on the roof shone coldly in the sunlight.