Gamers Are Fierce

The eighth floor of the apartment building is different from the seven floors below, and there are no isolated rooms.

The entire eighth floor is a factory dedicated to Tama Riadi.

In the spacious space, the concrete walls are mottled, the windows are all closed, and there are no curtains. Instead, there are brown plastic curtains pasted on the windows.

A long strip of light tubes hangs from the ceiling, and there are workbenches under the light tubes.

Women, teenagers, and children wearing very old full-coverage breathing masks are busy sitting in front of the workbench,

Around the work area, there are many gang members with machetes patrolling.

There are various large plastic buckets on the wall, and there are many white square plastic containers with black skull patterns stacked on the shelf at the back of the room.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

The short, dark-skinned man clapped his hands and shouted, This shipment must be fully bagged by tonight!

As one of the managers of this factory and also a close subordinate of Tama Riadi, he understands the importance of this batch of goods.

A few months ago, Santos Aquino, who represented the rebel forces, approached Tamar Riadi, claiming that they had a formula and process flow sheet of a new compound in their hands, and they needed to entrust Tamar Riadi Di to produce.

This kind of thing, Tamar Riady refused to believe at first,

With so many new compound products on the market, I have never heard of anyone actively sharing new formulas or unique technological processes.

This thing is a priceless treasure, the kind that cannot be bought with real money.

For the sake of Santos' brother, Tamar Riadi still asked his staff to try to produce a batch of goods,

Unexpectedly, this batch of brand new compounds has a pure taste and explosive effects, turning other products into slag in seconds.

Most importantly, according to the chemical experts specially hired by Tamar Riadi, these compounds miraculously do not cause visible harm to the human body.

It is harmless, it won't make people look haggard, it won't make people's skin fester, and it won't make people delirious and look like a ghost.

Even tasting it often can make people refreshed, refreshed, and in a great state.

Like... Coca-Cola? Or chewing gum? Red Bull?

The only downside is that if you don't taste it every day, it will make you feel uncomfortable.

Unable to stand slight changes in temperature, any breeze will cause severe itching of the skin all over the body.

The dumpy man is not an expert in chemistry, but he is a factory manager,

Over the years, he has seen countless human tragedies caused by chemical compounds, and he knows very well that no matter how harmless these products seem, they will eventually lead people into the abyss.

In any case, Tamar Riadi still asked his men to secretly bring new products to the market for sale.

The word-of-mouth feedback is excellent, and many poisonous insects are even willing to pay ten times the price of similar products to buy this new product.

After going back and forth, the two sides hit it off, and Tamar Riadi was responsible for producing this brand new product for Santos (sometimes he secretly hid some products for chemical analysis, process improvement, sale, bribery),

The latter takes care of overseas transportation, marketing and other links.

As a confidant, the chunky man knew that as the cooperation between the two parties continued and the relationship became closer, Santos Aquino also brought another drawing for Tamar Riadi.

This drawing is an improved version of the original one, the process is more cumbersome and the preparation conditions are more stringent.

But the effectiveness of the product is also stronger, and can even reach a level that is unparalleled in the world.

The product produced by this new drawing is called Epiphyllum.

The production and packaging of Epiphyllum became more confidential at the request of Santos.

All were carried out in a dark room on the tenth floor, and even the short and fat man had no way of knowing the entire process.

He only knows that these Epiphyllum are sold all over the world,

In addition to the Philippines, there are regions in other continents that produce and sell Epiphyllum.

It was as if someone or an organization was pushing for it with all its might.

No matter what purpose these people have, they certainly don't care much about money, and they didn't set a high price for Epiphyllum and its sub-products.

Otherwise, such a harmless compound is enough to build a huge empire for them.

Pulling back his thoughts, the short and fat man looked around the factory and called a few gang members with machetes to help the women fill the secondary products of Epiphyllum.

Even if the effect is a little inferior, these goods can still be sold at a high price.

Outside the factory, Tamar Riadi's right-hand man, a man named Zhacha, yelled at the walkie-talkie: Hello? Hello? Big ghost, can you hear me?

There was a lot of noise on the intercom, and there was no response at all.

Chacha cursed, and put the walkie-talkie back into his waist. The short and fat man walked over hesitantly, and said, Chacha, what's the matter? Is there any trouble with the big ghost?

Cha Cha turned his head and stared blankly at the other party for a while, making the latter feel terrified and uncomfortable.

Chacha is Tamar Riadi's gold medal fighter. He learned the traditional Southeast Asian martial art Pencak Silat (Pencak Silat, originated from Malay culture, widely spread in Southeast Asia, and has many variants, characterized by fast, ingenious, and swift).

Once, with fists and a tiger claw knife, he killed ten other gangsters who came to surround him in the alley.

When being stared at by Chacha, the short and fat man felt like he was being targeted by a tiger that was about to choose someone to eat.

His heart beat non-stop, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

After staring at it for a while, Chacha retracted his gaze and ordered coldly,

The rest of the goods don't need to be packed for the time being. Let those women send all the packed packages to the warehouse. You call all the remaining people who can fight.

what?

The short and fat man was taken aback when he heard the words, he only knew that a special operations team rushed into the building,

But Tamar Riadi had obviously received the news before and arranged for his men to carry out an ambush,

The man was puzzled and said, Didn't we break them up already, are you ready to finish? Why are you still fighting?

Chacha said calmly: You talk too much.

The short and fat man trembled, lowered his head, didn't dare to say more, ran back to the room, sent the women to deliver the goods, and asked all the thugs to hold their guns.

Chacha was standing alone in the corridor. All the subordinates he sent downstairs had lost contact with each other, and they didn't even send any useful information back.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke briefly to Tamar Riadi, telling his gang leader to prepare for his escape.

As for himself...

A smile appeared on Chacha's unattractive and thin face—he was willing to swear allegiance to the death and give his heart to Tamar Riadi.