The boy woke up, lay down on a wooden slump made of bamboo, and when he opened his eyes, the dim light was also a little dazzling, and he had to close them again.

In my ears, there was a thumping sound, as if the stones were hitting each other, and someone was probably pounding something with a mortar or something.

The boy barely supported his tired body and looked over his body, his previous clothes had been changed into a grass-green short-sleeved shirt.

"You're awake, lad. ”

The boy straightened up again, and following the sound, he saw a wide back swaying in the light.

"This ...... Where is this?water...... Is there any water?" the boy asked, struggling.

The back turned around, it was a middle-aged man's face, no more characteristic, no matter how ordinary, I was afraid that I would never remember it after seeing it.

The man held a cup in his hand and handed it to the young man, and the cup was filled with a strange smell of green liquid, and the young man frowned.

The man laughed: "Haha...... It doesn't smell good but it tastes good, the key is that it can make you recover as soon as possible, and ordinary people don't have a chance to drink it. ”

The boy first glanced at the middle-aged man, then at the green liquid in the cup, and poured it down in one gulp, the excessive taste that could not be described in words choked the boy on the bed and coughed, and the man laughed while patting the boy on the back.

"Haha...... Drink it, drink it and you'll be full of energy tomorrow. ”

"What the hell is this?" the boy coughed so much that his lungs were about to come out, and he asked again after a long pause.

"Well, hehe, it's not a good place, but if I don't bring you here, I'm afraid you won't survive. ”

"Well, thank you so much. The boy rolled over and sat back on the wooden slump, leaning back.

"My name is Ligon, what's your name?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Barrotta, my name is Barrotta. The boy said.

"Alright, Barotta, now I have bad news for you, are you ready?" said Ligon, very serious.

"What?"

"You're on Babuza's territory now, I'm afraid it's impossible to leave in this life, Babuza, I think you should know Babuza. Ligon said, his eyes fixed on the boy, as if he wanted to see through something.

The boy stared at first, as if surprised, but quickly recovered and said calmly, "There is nothing wrong with this, at least it will keep me alive." ”

Ligon's face darkened, not at all as cheerful as just now, he stood up, patted Barotta on the shoulder and said, "Okay, it's not early, go to bed early, I'll take you to get acquainted with this place from tomorrow." ”

The next morning, Barota was caught up in a series of gunshots, and when he opened the window, he saw a dozen people holding AKs and shooting targets, and the targets turned out to be three people who had been beaten into a sieve.

"Wake up, Barotta. Ligon came in with a breakfast in his hand, milk, bread, ham, and an apple.

In Thailand, apples are very expensive fruits, and those who can afford them are usually local tyrants.

Barota glanced at it and said lightly, "Thank you." ”

Ligon nodded, put breakfast on the table and said, "Hurry up and eat, and I'll show you around in a while to learn the rules here." ”

Through Ligon's introduction, Barotta learned that their current location can be understood as the inner city of the Golden Triangle, where it is mainly inhabited by generals and relatives, and then the troops and the leaders of each army.

There were about 3,000 troops stationed here, and 5,000 more were spread across the various areas of the stockade.

Following Ligon, Barota not only saw a large number of troops, but also heavy weapons such as tanks and armored vehicles, as if it was a military base, and it is no wonder that after so many years, the forces of the Golden Triangle still cannot be completely eliminated.

"What's the house up there for?" asked Barotta.

Ligon glanced at a few small lonely houses in the distance and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see it." ”

Before I could get close to the small house, a foul smell came to my face. Getting closer, a series of screams and whips seemed to be right in the ears, making people shudder.

Barotta's body trembled, and Ligon seemed to notice it, and asked, "What's the matter?" Barota, it's okay, I'm here, the people there are all people who have violated the rules here, so you and I naturally don't need to be afraid." ”

Ascending to the small house, in the first room, a group of naked people lay together, like cattle, and did not show any reaction to the fact that someone was looking at them through the window. There was an indescribable stench in the room, like being in a pigsty, and I didn't want to stay even a minute.

The second house, no better than the first, was still a group of people, but these people were in a more active state, at least when the figure fell on them, they would raise their heads to look, but there was nothing left in those eyes, and it seemed that even the last bit of human right had been abandoned, which was the right to death.

The third house, much better light, and also has a bed, some basic furniture, what a little cook, small stools and the like, compared to the first two houses is a 5 star hotel.

There were five people lying on the bed, one in a white lab coat looking at what was being injected into one of their arms, while the other in a white lab coat was recording something.

In the fourth room, two shirtless men were struggling to whip a man tied to a shelf, each time letting out a miserable howl.

Barotta was about to say something, Ligon suddenly pushed open the door of the room, and the two men with whips interrupted their movements, glanced at Ligon and then at Barotta, and one of the men asked, "New here?"

Ligon nodded and said, "Just arrived yesterday. With that, Ligon closed the door, and then suddenly pushed the barota, and the two men with whips skilfully picked up a rope and tied the barota into a strong knot.

Barota looked at the rope on his body, then at Ligon and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Ligon, who had always shown himself to be concerned and considerate, suddenly showed a cruel smile and said, "Boy, who are you?"

"I—I'm Barrotta. ”

"Hmph, I'm asking you what you want to do in the Golden Triangle?" asked Ligon again.

Barota said inexplicably, "You brought me here." ”

Ligon shouted, "Hit, hit me hard, I'll see how hard your boy's mouth can get." ”

The two men tied Barrota to another pillar, and one of them whipped his arm round, but before the whip could get close to Barrotta, it only popped, causing a golden halo in midair.

The three of them were dumbfounded, they had never seen anything like this before, and they stared at Barotta for a long time but couldn't say a word.

At this time, the rope tied to Barotta's body broke on its own as if it were rotting, and Barotta looked at Ligon and asked softly, "How could you doubt me?"