The interracial woman struggled and let out a high-pitched and piercing cry, but the two gun-wielding guards beside the scarred man stood by and laughed.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Just when the clothes on the alien woman's body were almost completely torn off, a figure suddenly rushed out, and I saw that it kicked out at an extremely fast speed, and in just a few seconds, it kicked the scarred man and the two gun-wielding guards to the ground!

This person is Chen Xuan.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed out.

Immediately after, he dragged the panicked and dazed alien woman and fled quickly from the back of the wooden house.

Inside the wooden house, the scarred man lay on the ground and screamed, his face full of rage, and his mouth shouted a series of words frantically, followed by a group of gunmen broke through the door of the wooden house and rushed straight in.

A group of men in camouflage uniforms, led by the scarred man, quickly rushed out the back door and chased in the direction where Chen Xuan and the alien woman had fled.

All the way, Chen Xuan dragged and dragged the woman of different races through a dense forest in the cottage, and from time to time there were bursts of fierce roars and angry scolding not far behind him, he knew that those fierce men in military uniforms would definitely not give up and chased after them.

Chen Xuan dragged the alien woman and rushed forward, and suddenly the alien woman stubbornly stopped, just when Chen Xuan was surprised, she pointed to a place in the depths of the dense forest!

Then she rushed over, hurriedly and nervously whispering, "Follow me!"

Chen Xuan followed.

The alien woman ran fast, this large dense jungle was very familiar to her, even if there was no route to find, she relied on her memory to take Chen Xuan to escape to an incomparably thick green pine, Chen Xuan looked up and saw that this green pine looked strong and green, the tall and towering canopy was almost inserted into the sky, and the thickness of the trunk, he roughly estimated that it was only five or six adults holding hands and not being able to hug it.

Suddenly, the alien woman tapped a few times under the giant number, picking open a patch of weeds, and suddenly a hole in the tree appeared in front of them.

She climbed in with Chen Xuan.

"Welcome to Qinglong Village. The woman walked ahead, a smile flashing across her lips, and said softly.

The alien woman led Chen Xuan into the tree hole, and outside, a group of men in camouflage uniforms, led by the scarred man at the head, were frantically searching, and bursts of irritable screams and hurried footsteps sounded in the dense forest.

After searching for a long time but unable to find any trace of them from this dense forest, the scarred man roared angrily, and immediately returned to the center of the cottage with many of his subordinates.

A palace-like wooden building is the main house of this Qinglong Village, surrounded by a whole circle of wooden fences outside the house, and above the wooden building of the house on stilts, there is a colorful flag fluttering, which is the totem of the aborigines of the area where the cottage is located.

On the flag, the colorful colors appear chaotic, but in the most central position, there is a dragon-shaped pattern with a whole body of cyan, making the appearance of swallowing clouds and spitting fog, the dragon's body is entrenched like a snake, and the hideous dragon head is holding high in the sky, very domineering.

This is Qinglong Village.

The whole country of Myanmar is ruled by warlords, who dominate the land and water and enslave the people.

Qinglongzhai is one of the many warlords, the base camp occupied.

At this time, hundreds of aborigines in Qinglong Village were all driven by a group of soldiers riding tall horses and armed with firearms, as if driving slaves, and drove these men, women and children to the field in front of the main building of the village.

The scarred man stood on the empty platform on the second floor of the main building, the main building of the stilted building was backed by the green hills, and the huge and thick timber supported the entire wooden building, with the rippling pond below, and the houses that could be inhabited above.

At this time, the scarred man was holding a submachine gun, and suddenly the muzzle of the gun was pointed towards the sky, and bullets were shot with a crackle!

In an instant, the hundreds of aborigines present, men, women and children were all full of horror, especially some children who were still wearing open crotch pants when they were young, and they were so frightened by the piercing and sharp gunfire that they cried in fright.

The adults of the children hurriedly covered their mouths, desperately trying to calm their children and not cry.

They all know that now this warlord leader adjutant who broke into Qinglong Village from other places is extremely irritable and cruel, and it is likely that because of the crying of children, he is angered, then these poor children must die.

The scarred man's eyes were cold, staring at everyone, and suddenly everyone present held their breath, the young and ignorant children, with wide eyes and blank faces, and the women who were quite a little postured, kept their heads down.

There were more than 20 men in military uniforms with guns, including the scarred men, who stormed the cottage and looted it in just a few days, and reassigned the aborigines houses and fields and heavy work.

They were subordinate to a warlord in southern Burma, and the man with the scar was the warlord's lieutenant.

The scarred man was the first to speak, breaking the solemn and oppressive atmosphere, and said in the local language: "Everyone listen to Lao Tzu, immediately go to find your village owner and find their family! Whoever can find them will be rewarded!"

"If anyone doesn't cooperate and slacks off, hehe, Lao Tzu will shoot him!"

......

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen men in military uniforms riding tall horses and carrying firearms quickly drove these aborigines to all parts of the cottage, searching for the traces of the owner of the village.

The scarred man turned back to the hall of the main building of the village, leisurely drinking tea and enjoying it, the house was full of goods, which his subordinates looted from the homes of the cottage residents, including ancient gold and silver utensils, as well as handicrafts with both ethnic styles...... There are also a lot of coins.

Although this cottage is hidden deep in the mountains and old forests, it is not poor, and several families in the cottage are very rich, but after being looted by these warlords, they have become destitute.

In the main building of the wall, there is a large amount of gold and silver property, which has now become the pocket of these warlords.

Suddenly, the scarred man stood up, holding a cigarette gun in his hand, and inhaled it one by one, filled with green smoke and exuding a strange fragrance......

He smoked poppies.

At this time, he stood in the corridor of the back building of the main building, staring at the large field of poppies growing densely in front of him, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smug smile.

And around this poppy field, from time to time, men in military uniforms with guns roamed around, patrolling around, and some of them were smoking big cigarettes.

Smoking this poppy is a common practice for men, women and children in this cottage, because poppies are so common here that almost every family grows them.

This large poppy garden is, in the eyes of the scarred man, a huge wealth.

Find the owner of the village, and let the owner of the village lead all the people of the cottage to plant poppies, this is the purpose of the scar man coming here.

(End of chapter)