32: A test from Tichai

His looks were truly a gift from the heavens; he wouldn't even need to speak to know what he did for a living.

If he were under his command, the efficiency of debt collection would probably double.

"Brother Yong." Ye Lin gestured for him to enter.

"A Sheng, brother, come, let's sit."

They were still in the same booth as yesterday, but this time Ye Lin wasn't sitting opposite Brother Yong. Instead, he was sitting next to him, while Mad Face could only sit by the side.

On Brother Yong's other side was a man with yellowish skin and a thin build, with a South Asian face. He didn't speak, and it was unclear what his background was.

Brother Yong seemed very polite to this person, greeting him to sit down before inviting Ye Lin to do the same.

"Mad Face said that A Sheng, brother, insisted on seeing me, and even beat him up?" Brother Yong pulled out a cigar and lit it.

Although it was an ordinary sentence, a hint of murderous intent emanated from his squinting eyes.

Ye Lin had beaten Mad Face yesterday, which made him very displeased.

The atmosphere suddenly turned eerie, and everyone looked at Ye Lin.

Ye Lin sneered, realizing they were playing this game again.

He smoothed his hair, picked up a cigar from the table, and motioned for a subordinate nearby to light it.

Perhaps intimidated by his calm demeanor, the subordinate quickly lit it with a snap.

He patted the subordinate's hand, indicating it was done.

Ye Lin took a deep puff, exhaled a smoke ring, and looked sideways at Brother Yong, saying calmly,

"Brother Yong, for such a big deal, if I don't see the boss, do you think I'd feel at ease?"

"Also, your subordinate sells fake goods, powder mixed with alum. Without your guarantee, Brother Yong, how can I feel confident buying from you?"

The smile on Brother Yong's face gradually stiffened. "Haha, A Sheng, brother, you're quite eloquent."

"Goods are sold to those who know their worth. Good stuff must be saved for people like you, brother. As for those addicts, they don't deserve to smoke good stuff." Brother Yong made no secret of selling counterfeit goods.

"Oh, then how can Brother Yong guarantee that everything you sell me in the future will be good quality?" Ye Lin turned the tables.

It was very dangerous to always be led by the nose by these drug dealers; he had to take the initiative.

Brother Yong smiled slightly, a fawning grin spreading across his face, and pointed to the South Asian man next to him, saying, "Let me introduce you, Mr. Ti Cai. He was sent from the Golden Triangle and will be working with us long-term from now on."

"So, the quality of our goods will definitely be guaranteed from now on."

Ye Lin looked at Ti Cai, secretly surprised; he was actually from the Golden Triangle.

One must know that it was the most chaotic place in the world, full of major drug lords, and there were armed forces everywhere; basically, everyone carried a gun.

This person wouldn't also be carrying a gun, would he?

Ti Cai glanced at Ye Lin expressionlessly, which was his way of greeting him.

"Mr. Ti Cai is also here just to observe, A Sheng, brother, no need to mind him."

"Did you bring the money?" Brother Yong asked.

Ye Lin patted the briefcase in his hand, then tossed it onto the table, opening it with a click to reveal a neatly stacked case full of money.

Brother Yong smiled and motioned for a subordinate behind him to bring over another briefcase, which he pushed towards Ye Lin.

Ye Lin opened it to find a case full of white powder, large packages lying in the box. It was these white powders that had ruined countless lives.

Ye Lin nodded, just about to close the case.

"Wait." Suddenly, Ti Cai spoke in broken Chinese, "Aren't you going to inspect the goods?"

Brother Yong's face darkened. Damn it, the man wasn't even inspecting the goods, and you had to interfere.

However, he would still rely on Ti Cai for supplies in the future, so he dared not offend him.

Ye Lin withdrew his hand and looked at Ti Cai provocatively, "Mr. Ti Cai, do you not trust Brother Yong?"

"Not him, but you." Ti Cai said coldly.

"Oh, me?" Ye Lin showed a amused expression, but his heart was already pounding.

Had he revealed some flaw?

"Such a huge deal coming out of nowhere, what guarantee do you have that you're not a policeman?" Ti Cai said coldly.

"Is that also what you mean, Brother Yong?" Ye Lin looked at Brother Yong.

Brother Yong spread his hands, "Brother, everyone is just looking out for safety, and for pleasant future cooperation, right?"

"Hehe. I find you guys truly amusing. I came to do business. I brought the money, I take the goods. What's unclear about such a simple matter?" Ye Lin was getting a little angry.

"We in the Golden Triangle have seen all kinds of police, so we don't trust anyone," Ti Cai said.

"Then what's the point of doing business?" Ye Lin snapped the money shut, stood up, and declared, "Transaction canceled."

Brother Yong gave a look, and several subordinates surrounded Ye Lin, blocking him.

"Brother Yong, what does this mean?" Ye Lin demanded.

Brother Yong stood up, put his arm around Ye Lin, and sat him back down. "Brother, Mr. Ti Cai is just looking for some assurance."

"Mad Face said that A Sheng, brother, also uses powder himself. How about you try some, to put Mr. Ti Cai at ease?"

A dagger hidden in a smile.

Ye Lin glanced at Brother Yong. This Brother Yong was definitely a cunning character, full of bad intentions. Compared to him, Mad Face was just a mad dog, only capable of biting people and nothing else.

"Alright, but it's agreed, whatever I use counts as yours, Brother Yong."

"Alright, next time I'll send you two bags, brother."

The two sat down again. Ti Cai took out a separate bag of white powder from his person. "Try this, this one's strong."

This was the latest product from the Golden Triangle; basically, once consumed, it was addictive. As long as Ye Lin dared to consume it, even if he were a policeman, he would turn into a demon later.

Ye Lin showed no concern, picked up the bag of white powder from the table, and couldn't be bothered to argue with them anymore.

He simply opened his mouth and poured it in.

It was as if he wasn't consuming white powder but flour, and he even picked up a beer to wash it down afterward.

Oh my god!!!

This action completely stunned Ti Cai.

Brother Yong and his subordinates stared at Ye Lin as if he were a ghost. "Big brother, consuming this much of that stuff can kill a person."

After one bag, Ye Lin let out a satisfied burp.

Suddenly, his eyes rapidly became bloodshot, turning crimson, and his eyeballs bulged out, as if possessed by a vengeful spirit.

The potency of this bag of white powder was even stronger than the previous one. Ye Lin felt as if all his nerves were being cleansed, his whole body felt comfortable, his body was light and airy, and he could no longer control himself.

He pulled Brother Yong over and slurred, "Drink, Brother Yong, let's drink!"

Brother Yong awkwardly laughed along, "Okay, drink, let's drink."

"Come on, pour wine for our Brother Sheng."

Several subordinates quickly grabbed glasses and poured a drink for Ye Lin. Ye Lin picked up the glass and gulped it down.

What a relief!

Suddenly, his head began to throb violently.

He had consumed too much, and the side effects were starting.

Ye Lin's body went limp, and he directly fell to his knees, beginning to vomit violently.

A cold voice resounded in his mind at the opportune moment. Although his mind was very unclear now, the system's voice was still so clear.