"Alright."
"Who are you people?"
Marion negotiated with them, "Who's in charge here among you?"
A middle-aged man walked out, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his teeth and fingernails were yellow, clearly a heavy smoker.
"Me!"
Marion conversed with them in fluent Chinese, "These three people have offended our Boss, and our Boss wants us to deal with them. So we came to you.
These people are yours for free!"
The others listened and pointed their guns at Marion; the last thing those operating illegal coal mines wanted was for their location to be known.
"Don't worry, we're not here to report you. If we were, we wouldn't just have a few of us here; we'd definitely bring the police along."
"... "
"These people are yours; we're not asking for money, but you must promise us not to let them escape."
"How did they offend you?"
Seeing there was a woman among them, even an older one, she was still quite valuable in such a place. Giving her away for free pleased them.
