Wang Dadong looked in the direction the BOSS pointed, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "BOSS, you’re not joking, are you?"

The BOSS smiled lightly and said, "Do I look like I’m joking?"

Zemalia was dumbfounded, also looking at the BOSS with a face full of horror.

The person the BOSS had just pointed to was none other than Zemalia!

Today the BOSS brought Zemalia out, and Zemalia was pleased, as it was the first time the BOSS let her get involved in his business.

She thought she had finally gained the BOSS’s trust, but never expected...

"BOSS, she’s, she’s your sister-in-law." Wang Dadong looked at Zemalia’s beautiful mixed-race face and swallowed nervously.

He could never have predicted that the BOSS would ask him to kill Zemalia.

Could it be that the BOSS doesn’t care at all about his relationship with Zemalia?

Wang Dadong has seen some extreme organizations that require you to do something to show loyalty before you join.

He could accept BOSS asking him to kill some laborers, but asking him to kill Zemalia, what on earth was he thinking?

Or maybe the BOSS already knew about his affair with Zemalia?

Impossible, Saint Roland would never betray him.

As for Beyoncé, she wouldn’t either.

Could there be someone else who knows about their affair?

Unlikely, otherwise the BOSS would have taken care of him at the villa, no need to bring him all the way here.

"BOSS, have mercy!" Seeing that the BOSS wasn’t joking, Zemalia’s face turned pale with fear, and she took two steps back, almost stumbling.

However, the BOSS was unmoved.

With a cold expression, he handed the gun in his hand to Wang Dadong.

Wang Dadong took the pistol, his hand trembling slightly.

He didn’t want to kill either these laborers or Zemalia.

He glanced next to the BOSS, where several bodyguards with machine guns were staring aggressively at him.

It was clear that if he didn’t make a choice, he’d be the one to die.

Wang Dadong’s expression changed several times, finally showing determination in his eyes, then he raised the gun and fired.

Bang!

The clear sound of a gunshot rang out.

Zemalia’s entire body tensed up.

Wang Dadong had actually pointed the gun at her and pulled the trigger!

Fortunately, for some reason, no bullet came out of the gun.

Zemalia’s body was trembling violently, her gaze toward Wang Dadong filled with hatred.

Wang Dadong had actually shot at her!

She knew there was no real affection between her and Wang Dadong, let alone love. Their physical relationship was merely due to the loneliness of the villa...

Yet, regardless, Wang Dadong didn’t have to be this heartless and cruel.

The BOSS, however, was very pleased with Wang Dadong’s performance.

He extended his hand to Wang Dadong and said with satisfaction, "Welcome to the Devil’s Den."

Wang Dadong and the BOSS embraced.

In fact, he had already judged that there was something wrong with the bullets in this gun.

The BOSS was smart enough not to give Wang Dadong a gun without any bullets, but a tampered gun where the bullets were blanks.

This meant the casing had no projectile.

But it’s unlikely Zemalia would believe anything he said now.

Nonetheless, it didn’t matter much, as he had successfully entered the Devil’s Den.

This poppy farm should be the main drug production base of the Devil’s Den.

If he hadn’t yet found Hao Wentao, Wang Dadong would probably already be taking action to destroy this farm.

This farm running for even one more day would mean countless drugs flowing into the market.

Moreover, there are over ten thousand people being forcibly enslaved to work for the Devil’s Den.

"From now on, this place will be managed by you. You won’t disappoint me, will you?" The BOSS patted Wang Dadong’s shoulder and said.

"Rest assured, BOSS, I certainly won’t disappoint you." Wang Dadong nodded solemnly, secretly delighted that the BOSS had let him manage the farm.

This way, he could thoroughly understand the farm and then find a way to destroy it.

After giving some instructions, the BOSS left, surprisingly leaving Zemalia to stay and manage the farm with Wang Dadong.

Even though the BOSS ordered Wang Dadong to kill Zemalia, Zemalia harbored hatred for the BOSS, but her hatred toward Wang Dadong was more intense.

Because Wang Dadong could have chosen to kill the lowly laborers.

Yet Wang Dadong decided to kill her.

Gazing at Zemalia’s resentful eyes, Wang Dadong suddenly understood the BOSS’s intentions.

It seemed the BOSS brought him into the Devil’s Den but didn’t fully trust him, leaving Zemalia as a means to monitor him.

Moreover, after what had just happened, Zemalia obviously wouldn’t side with him anymore.

No woman, no matter how tolerant, could possibly forgive a man who would shoot at her.

Wang Dadong didn’t bother to explain, knowing Zemalia wouldn’t believe him anyway.

The farm had places built for the administrators and laborers to live.

However, the laborers’ living conditions were like cattle pens, with many people crowded together.

Wang Dadong was taken to his resting place, which wasn’t as good as in the city but still decent.

Zemalia was taken to her room by another person.

"Tell me about this farm’s situation?" Wang Dadong asked while smoking, inquiring the middle-aged Myanmar man who brought him here, presumably another farm manager named Aman.

Unfortunately, the man couldn’t speak Huaxia or English, but luckily there was a translator proficient in Huaxia.

The translator was a woman of about twenty-four, somewhat plump, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

She introduced herself, saying she was a Huaxia People named Guna, who previously taught Huaxia in a school in Myanmar before being captured by those from the Devil’s Den.

With language, communication became easier.

Through Guna’s translation, Wang Dadong gained a rough understanding of the farm.

He was once again greatly shocked; the farm was over 30,000 acres.

Based on the planting density Wang Dadong observed, this farm grew more than ten million poppy plants!

This was an extremely horrifying number.

It could completely rival the largest farms in Huaxia.

Additionally, he wasn’t the only manager there.

The farm had several hundred managers.

Moreover, there were hundreds of armed guards stationed there.

Their role was to prevent laborers from escaping or rebelling.

"Alright, I understand. You can leave now." Wang Dadong nodded to Aman and Guna, indicating that they were dismissed.

Following Wang Dadong’s orders, Aman exited voluntarily.

But Guna didn’t leave; she bit her lip, looking at Wang Dadong as if she had something to say to him.

"Do you have something else to say?" Wang Dadong asked.