Ch. 291 - MLM

Zhao Mingkun pulled me out of the bike, and, I only felt the world spinning. I never thought that one day I would feel motion sickness while riding a motorcycle. Zhao Mingkun pulled out the key of the motorcycle and did not lock without locking it.

She patted me on the shoulder and said, “The address Gu Chen gave us is here."

While resisting my desire to vomit, I looked around and found that this was a bungalow area with a path leading to it. Both sides of the road were littered with rubbish discarded at will. It seemed that the planning here was not clear enough, and it seemed that no one was responsible for cleaning this place.

“Look inside!" I said, “Listening to the tone, Gu Chen seems to have encountered some trouble. Judging from the time, he must still be here. There is only one way to go in. Gu Chen must be It's inside. Let's go!"

Zhao Mingkun nodded and followed me inside. After walking a short distance inside, I heard a lot of people shouting. Zhao Mingkun and I looked at each other and followed the voice. The voice became louder and clearer, and in an alley, I saw twelve to twenty people gathered around something.

These people were shouting some dialect that I didn’t understand, and had their backs to us, as if something was happening in the alley that was worth stopping and watching. If Gu Chen got into any trouble, it should be this.

Although I didn't understand the dialect, it was like some swearing, some were common throughout the country. And I could also hear the unkindness in these voices, and I can see that they were speaking to the people in the circle.

At this moment, I heard a very familiar voice. This voice was not someone else's voice, it was Gu Chen's voice. And in the midst of a pile of noise, Gu Chen said, “After talking so much, it's not just that I won't let go. I also told you that I had dealt with this nosy thing today. If you want to take him away, you can step on my body if you want.”

The surroundings became quiet, and a voice in an unknown dialect said: “I tell you, you can't take this person with you today. If you are sensible, you should leave quickly. If you don't know what’s good for you, we are welcome ..."

There was a muffled sound before he finished speaking, and then the crowd became loud again.

“Fuck his grandma, hit him!" someone shouted.

Immediately, the entire narrow alley became crowded, and the people in the back surrounded the people in front, and we couldn’t see what was happening inside.

After a while, I heard punches and kicks, and someone screamed in pain.

I rushed up from behind and shouted into the crowd: “Police, police, all disperse, all disperse."

But who would listen to me in this situation? My voice was soon overwhelmed by the shouts of the others.

Zhao Mingkun came up to stop me. She didn't say anything. She just stretched out her hand and took out the police officer's ID card from my clothes. The other hand pulled out something from behind her waist … She took out the pistol that never had bullets. Zhao Mingkun knew what he wanted to say, but was overwhelmed by the noisy shouting, so he simply didn't speak.

I followed behind Zhao Mingkun and watched Zhao Mingkun pull a man over. Just as that man was about to say something, a pitch-black muzzle pressed against his head. The man was so frightened that he stopped on the spot.

He became rooted to the spot, not daring to move.

I just heard Zhao Mingkun say in a light voice, “Police, if you don't want to go to the police station, get out."

The man nodded his head, and ran away in a flash.

Zhao Mingkun used this method to clear the way, and after a while, I saw Gu Chen surrounded by people. Gu Chen didn't see us at the moment, because judging from the current situation, Gu Chen was already too busy taking care of himself. This alley was too narrow to the left and right, and Gu Chen couldn’t use it to his advantage at all. If it was open terrain, with Gu Chen's skill, it would be far from a problem to beat these people by himself.

At this moment, there was still someone lying on the ground. He was curled up, holding his head in his hands. It should be Lu Xiangyang.

Gu Chen was fighting with two people at the moment, and neither of them were Gu Chen's opponents, but seeing that Gu Chen had footprints all over his body, he must have been attacked by the group.

Zhao Mingkun had already walked all the way to the center of the crowd, and when they saw Zhao Mingkun with a gun, these people dispersed in a frenzy, each running faster than a rabbit, and the people behind Gu Chen also saw Zhao Mingkun and escaped at the same time. The two people who fought fiercely with Gu Chen could not see the situation clearly, so I over kicked one.

"Gu Chen," I said.

Gu Chen knocked the other person to the ground, and subconsciously reached out to take out his handcuffs, but he grabbed twice, but caught nothing.

I smiled, “You are no longer a policeman. If you were a policeman, would they dare to touch you? What happened?"

Gu Chen laughed, stood up, and said, “Yeah, I'm used to the action. However, you guys came very quickly."

While talking, Gu Chen saw Zhao Mingkun standing beside me. His face changed suddenly, and he wanted to draw a gun, but he forgot. How can a person who doesn't even have handcuffs have a gun?

“Why are you with her?" Gu Chen asked.

“I ..."

For a moment, I had no idea how to speak. After all, in Gu Chen's view, catching Zhao Mingkun is the reason behind our special action team's existence. I just wanted to find Gu Chen quickly, but I didn't think about how to explain to him when he saw Zhao Mingkun. After such a long time, I seem to have gotten used to Zhao Mingkun's identity as a policeman.

Zhao Mingkun snorted coldly, put the gun on my head, and said: “If you have any shit you’re holding, you better let it go. I brought you here because I felt charitable. Don’t forget that you’re one of my hostages. Say something quickly, else your little life will cease to exist. Don’t doubt it.”

“You were caught by her?" Gu Chen stood up and said.

I knew that Zhao Mingkun was helping me out, and I suddenly had the urge to tell Gu Chen that it wasn't like this. It wasn't that Zhao Mingkun held me hostage, but all of this was voluntary. But when the words reached my mouth, I couldn't voice them. At that moment, I realized that people were all selfish.

“This matter is very complicated." My voice was low, and I said to Gu Chen, “Leave me alone and tell me what happened."

Gu Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and the blood on the corners of his mouth, and said, “I found someone who had seen Lu Xiangyang, and he said that Lu Xiangyang was taken away by a group of people who were always wandering around the train station. Then I specifically asked about the appearance of those people, where they usually liked to hang around, so I squatted at the train station.

“Later, sure enough, I saw these people. I dragged the man on the ground up and asked. These people had a sign in their hands that said that they are for hire. 100 yuan per hour. So I pretended to be a jobseeker and followed them.”

Gu Chen looked at the man in his hand, and the man also quietly raised his eyes to look at us, but lowered his head and did not speak.

Gu Chen continued: “We walked for more than an hour before we arrived at the place. I soon noticed that they were taking me to some place, and I knew there was a problem. But when I realized there was a problem, the number of people around me had gradually increased. At this point, I realized that when I walked in, I basically couldn't get out. But I was not in a hurry, so I followed these people inside.

“When I walked into a yard, I basically knew what was going on. It must be a pyramid scheme. I saw that there were dozens of people living in several rooms in the yard. When they saw me, they were very enthusiastic. Some told me to sit down quickly, someone brought me fruit, someone called his brother, someone called me brother, everyone was very enthusiastic.”

I nodded and said, “MLM organizations are generally like this. In the beginning, they are very friendly to you, as if they were treating you as their own relative or brother. They will treat you like you are their blood relative and treat with fealty as if you’re their father. What's more, there will even be a girl to wash your feet for you."

"Almost." Gu Chen said.

“These MLM organizations are very good at grasping people's psychology. Generally, those who come forward to ask about these jobs are all newcomers to this big city, and they have no relatives or dependents here. Otherwise, when ordinary people dress up like these people, you’d immediately start to suspect them."

I looked at a member of the MLM organization in front of me and said, “They will bring you to the MLM group. At the beginning, they will be like grandparents to you. At this time, this person might have just arrived in this big city, and will be confused. Looking at this chance, these MLM salespeople will immediately touch your heart. After all, in a cold city, who would treat you so well?

"So, you feel like you've found a home. Then they will confiscate all the tools you have to communicate with the outside world. They’ll call it training, but it's actually brainwashing. In the same environment, they tell you about all kinds of success. At first, no one would believe it.

“But they will brainwash you day after day. They’ll brainwash you bit by bit. People are gregarious animals. When you feel different from the people around you, you will definitely feel awkward, and this is why your freedom was limited in the first place. When you've been in this atmosphere for a week or two, I don't think you can continue to be sober

“You listen to the people on stage every day that instill success in you. After a long time, you can't tell the difference between right and wrong. At that time, they’ll ask you to invite a few more “acquaintances" to explain it to you and talk about yourself. If you want to make 10 million in five years, and you’ll be moved. You can't stand it anymore, seeing people around you borrow money to invest in. At that time, even if someone persuades you to come out, you will feel that others are interfering with your dream of making a fortune." I looked at this person and said, “Yes, do you really hope that a company that doesn't even have any physical product can make two million a year with just lip service?"

(End of this chapter)

Comments