Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Woman's Cage
For drug traffickers, this is a common thing at the border, but this is the first time I have heard of it, and I am interested.
I went into the house and looked at these people in cages.
Most of them are not Chinese, but from the country next door, and there are more than 40 people in more than 30 cages, large and small, most of whom are women.
"Don't, don't come here. "A voice caught my attention, it was a good-looking girl, and her body was also very clean, and she should not have been ruined.
But seeing the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, I think this little girl has also suffered.
These people were like animals in cages, except for the woman, no one resisted, no screams, at most some whispered whimper, or cooing from the physiological reaction of hunger.
I haven't thought about it, I'm not a Virgin, so why should I save them?
The head of the drug dealer followed me, and the resentment in his eyes was hard to hide, it seemed that he was really ruthless to me, otherwise such a ruthless person would not show his emotions so obviously.
"You hate me?" I turned my head to look at him, his haughty head already bowed, docile as a fox in sheep's clothing.
I lifted his chin and looked at this big man of more than one meter and eight meters, he looked a little haggard at this time.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have thought this guy was a drug dealer, and certainly wouldn't have thought he was a good person, there really aren't any good people in this world in my eyes.
He didn't dare to speak, just looked at me, docile and unspeakable.
"You want to kill me?" but I could still see the killing intent in his eyes, which was extremely obvious.
"Nope. ”
"I know, you want to kill me. I smiled and patted my hand on his face, not with much force, but not small for him, two clear red palm prints appeared on his face.
He is still slightly unpromised, without the slightest bit of style, that kind of crisp and neat feeling, I originally wanted him to live a little longer, but seeing him like this now, I instantly lost interest.
I am a gentleman who believes in my word, and I am not a gentleman, not even a villain, at most a humanoid demon walking in the world. That's how I see myself, although I know that I'm not very good, but I have to give myself some hints so that I can pursue a little bit.
"You're like a piece of waste right now. I slapped my hand on the guy's shoulder, and his face turned blue with pain, but he didn't make a sound.
A prey that doesn't know how to call it pain is like a mouse that can't run.
What a boring guy.
The air pressure in a radius of twenty meters decreases in an instant, until it reaches a vacuum.
I saw that the faces of these people were getting more and more ugly, and their expressions were becoming more and more hideous, and the feeling of boredom was even worse, fragile fellows.
The vacuum instantly turned into high pressure, and death befell them in an instant.
I looked at the guy in front of me, and it exploded with a bang, and the flesh was separated by the wind wall.
I felt a little better, crouched down, looked at the woman in the cage, and said, "He's dead." ”
"Are you here to save me?" the woman looked at me with eager eyes.
From the beginning, I didn't have the idea of saving people, no matter who he was, even if it was something that was easy to do, I didn't want to do it.
I just crouched on the ground and looked at the girl in the cage, her hands waving. I could see in his eyes the eagerness and eagerness, and I thought it was all for me, but I didn't care.
The children also made noises, and it looked like they wanted to get out too, but I really wasn't obligated to save them.
I didn't even ask them, asked them if they wanted to go out or anything like that, I just walked through the cages, observed everyone in the cages, and looked at their panicked looks, I wanted to see the panicked looks, but I didn't.
All but the girl were indifferent, and there was no fear in their eyes, only blankness.
It made me feel bad, like I had just arrived in that place, but I still didn't plan to save them.
I was standing in the doorway, and the girl was still waving at me.
"As long as you call me, you can give anything, whatever you want, you can give it to you. ”
But I'm not interested in her, I don't know if I need to vent now, I don't seem to have that emotion anymore, or that emotion has been suppressed by the desire for power.
I closed the door, but I heard footsteps, and if nothing happened, it was the border guards, and I was in no mood to oppose them.
I walked into the house again, looked at a strangely ugly-looking woman inside, and asked, "Do you know how to get out?"
The woman looked up at me, still dazed, hollow, without the slightest spirit in her eyes.
Maybe she couldn't feel the outside world anymore, I looked at the girl again, she was still screaming, it seemed that she really wanted to live.
But what good is it to me that kind of person who looks like a pampered person? I don't like to carry a piece of garbage with me, even if she is good-looking.
Everyone in the stockade has died except for this room, and their death should be the most merciful, and I am already considering whether to kill the people in this room.
After all, they don't seem to be of much use.
The footsteps were approaching, about a kilometer, and if I ran now, they should be able to see me.
But I don't care, what if they see me?
Once again, stepping into the jungle and walking on a rugged mountain road, I was not in a hurry to get out, and it was still more than a month.
This is a barren mountain, and I can barely see a human figure as I sit on the mountain road.
After about two days of walking, I was already lost in the mountains, and I could occasionally hear the sound of tigers and leopards.
The primeval forest is full of dangers, stepping on fallen leaves, and the locusts are always trying to get into my clothes, but how can I let them succeed?
The plastic bag I picked up was already full of these things, and the yellow-brown body was still covered with slippery slime, which was particularly disgusting to look at.
I think I'm lucky to have two abilities that are very useful.
I'm wondering how the hell these things came about, why do you have these things when you take a pill, what kind of energy are they, the legendary dark matter?
These questions kept lingering in my mind, stepping on the fallen leaves, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"MMP, what the hell..."
I fell into the pit......