Seeing her like this, Dali cursed in a low voice that Ji Nuan didn't understand.

I guess what he said should be an impatient complaint like "trouble".

Ji Nuan went to the cooking tent, and Dali kicked over the kettle outside the tent and told her to hurry up with his eyes, he was very impatient now.

Ji Nuan nodded at him, most of the people here are extremely vicious, she must be careful with every step, and she can't be easily angered.

Dali looked at her outside the tent very indifferently, Ji Nuan shrunk inside, holding a small bowl, and her hand "trembled" to fill herself with soup, and then took a sip carefully.

Seeing that she was really hungry, Dali stopped looking at her and let her drink there, but urged her in an impatient tone.

Ji Nuan pretended not to hear, and glanced out with his eyes from time to time while drinking the soup.

When Dali went to the wooden house next to him and snatched a cigarette from another person to smoke, Ji Nuan's hand quickly stirred in the pot, looking at the bubbling soup that had been boiling in the pot, suddenly ruthless, knocked over the pot with his hand, and instantly the hot soup spilled out, pouring onto the backs of her hands and wrists, she screamed in pain "Ah", and the whole person fell backwards and sat on the ground.

Dali heard the sound, rushed back instantly, lifted the curtain of the tent and looked in, and saw that the pot on the fire was overturned and spilled all over the ground, Ji Nuan sat on the ground with a painful and trembling face, and a blister was instantly scalded on the back of his hand, a large red patch, miserable.

Dali immediately scolded a few words outside, walked in and lifted Ji Nuan's neckline and dragged her up without mercy, and Ji Nuan was almost dragged out of the tent by him.

After coming out, he was about to kick her, but the old woman happened to come back at this time, shouted and hurried over, and rescued Ji Nuan from his hands, while looking at Ji Nuan's hand distressedly, he also asked her a big mouthful, as if he was caring, and as if he was accusing.

Ji Nuan really didn't understand this time, she could only try her best to make herself look particularly pitiful, innocent and scared, looking at the old woman with red eyes, full of tears, scared and aggrieved, raising her hot hand full of blisters, pointing to her stomach and mouth, and pointing to the bowl that fell on the ground in the tent.

The old woman knew that she hadn't eaten much since she was caught yesterday, and seeing that Ji Nuan's hands were burned like this, let alone to deliver food, now I'm afraid it's difficult to even move, after the old woman said a few words to Dali, Dali looked at Ji Nuan with displeasure, obviously didn't mean to let her go.

Ajib asked her to bring food to Trol, and in the blink of an eye her hands burned into this virtue, whether it was a coincidence or her intention, now this woman can't keep it.

The old woman had been maintaining Ji Nuan again, and Dali turned around with a cold face, went back to the wooden house where Ajib was, and reported the situation.

The old woman helped Ji Nuan up, kept speaking Cambodian, listening to the tone as if she was feeling sorry for Ji Nuan's hand, and asked her what was going on, Ji Nuan didn't make any sound, just kept hanging her head and followed her into the dilapidated wooden house next to her.

Ji Nuan now hurts badly when she is touched on the back of her hand, and the burned place is more like a fire, the old woman came over with a needle, forcibly pressed her hand, and directly broke it for her one by one, Ji Nuan was trembling all over, but biting her mouth, this time her eyes were not red pretending to be afraid of grievances, but really red, and tears were stored in her eyes.

I have never suffered this kind of heart-piercing pain in my two lives, and her lips have been bitten out of blood.

After that, the old woman didn't know what kind of medicine she brought, it seemed to be this kind of plant medicine exclusive to Southeast Asian countries, gray-white, sprinkled directly on the back of her hand, and then cut off the bottom of Ji Nuan's white skirt, wrapped it around the back of her hand and wrist, and after helping her wrap it, she patted her hand again, meaning that she should rest first tonight and not have to work again.

Ji Nuan nodded to the old woman gratefully, out of the instinct of an "innocent person who was caught", Ji Nuan pointed in the direction outside the dense forest, and looked at the old woman with a wistful expression, meaning to know when he would be able to leave here.

The old woman looked at her with some sympathy, but shook her head.

If you are caught in this kind of place, there are only two ways, either she has been here for many years to take care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of these people, or there is only one dead end, and it is impossible to be let go.

The old woman came out of the house not long after, Ji Nuan sat inside, and waited until the old woman walked away before she got up, and moved her wrist with some difficulty, the pain made her more aware of the situation she was facing now.

She stood in front of the window and looked out, this is a camp composed of many wooden huts and thatched tents, in the deepest part of the dense forest, surrounded by greenery on all sides, the area is not small, the vision under the night is blurred, and the specific appearance of those houses is not clear, there is only one outline, there is a fire in the middle of the open space, and there is a circle of people around, eating and drinking there with wine and meat, and laughing loudly, and from time to time with sharp eyes to glance in the direction where she is, as if in the wooden house of Ajib before, everyone mentioned that they want to throw her on the bed to taste the taste, has been officially put on the agenda。

When Ji Nuan saw the guns on those people's waists, his heart became colder and colder.

It's not a peaceful country at all, and there is no such place in China, but this is Cambodia.

In the years to come, many international efforts will be linked to civil unrest in Cambodia, whether it is the Mekong River or the Tonle Sap Lake, there have been countless accidents, and ten years ago today, the security here is even worse than ten years later, and the peacekeeping situation in the vicinity is not as thoughtful as it was ten years later.

If you want to leave, you can only save yourself.

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Beyond the jungle.

Feng Ling changed into a more close-fitting black power suit, pinned two silencer guns to his waist, and was squatting down to tie his shoelaces, while placing the dagger shining with cold light in the scabbard next to his boots.

"What are you doing?" just as she was about to get up and move after tying her shoes, suddenly, a dark shadow was cast in front of her, and a pair of black leather boots stopped in front of her.

You don't have to look at it to hear Nanheng's voice.

Feng Ling didn't look up, fixed the dagger next to his boots, touched the gun on his waist again, stood up, and looked at the man in front of him with a cold face expressionlessly: "Ji Nuanjing has been taken away for a day and a night, I have to go in to find her." ”

"How do you get in? Step on the minefield to get in?" Nan Heng looked at her coldly: "This dense forest is surrounded by minefields left over from the war decades ago, including the new minefields that those people added to it, and before you find her, you will be blown to pieces first! Waiting for us to go in and collect your body?" "I can't find the latest chapter of the book I want to read? cough cough, cough, it's not a problem, I recommend a public account, there is a young lady here to help you find the latest chapters, and chat with you!"