It was the closest thing I got to death in my life, but I didn't die. [Ranwen 123/\/%^.\] After all, people are dead, who will tell this story?

Before the three-edged monster knife could be stabbed, the door of the Buddha hall was kicked open, and the red-light girl was so startled that when she drew the knife, it left a shallow scar on my throat, and blood seeped out of the wound.

Then I heard the red light girl laugh embarrassedly, and said, what am I playing with him, master, you see, how funny this person is, people just have to be scared, otherwise the flesh on the body will be

The person who kicked the door open said, Red Light Girl, this matter is over, if it is seen by Master Guchai, I guarantee that you will regret it. He is the sacrifice of the Bodhisattva, and no one can move until the Bodhisattva eats it.

I couldn't turn my head, but I heard a voice, this person was the Master Dehong we wanted to kill. It's ironic to say, Zhang Wuren and I tried every possible way to kill him, but in the end, he saved me once.

Even though he didn't mean anything good to me.

The girl with the red light was very depressed and said, Master, I am going out tonight.

Master Dehong recited the Buddha's name and said, no. There are so many missing children that the Chiang Mai police have set up a task force. Also, Master Guchai is coming today, and he wants to start the matter of sacrificing nine corpses.

The red-light girl snorted softly, and Master Dehong said, Okay, send him back, don't mess around, otherwise I won't be able to help you.

After Master Dehong's footsteps left, the red light girl returned, and her voice sounded very angry. She said, nine corpses sacrifice, nine corpses sacrifice, to a Buddha statue, it is better to sacrifice to me. Oh, I'm so pathetic.

My heart says I'm pitiful! If the Special Cases Department hadn't come to save my life earlier, I guess I'd really die!

I don't know what the Nine Corpses Sacrifice is, and it doesn't seem like a good thing to hear the name. But the red-light girl didn't dare to eat me now, and had to carry me back to my original room and throw me on the floor.

For a whole day, no one brought me food or drink, and no one came to see me. The mortem needle in my chest still held my body firmly and made me powerless. {Ranwen, experience the latest and fastest reading.\\52ranen.\\cc}

I fell into despair for a while, and my heart said die! Anyway, Zhang Wuren also said that few people can die well in this business. It's just to contribute to the uprooting of these bastards.

Later, after dark, the door opened, and a swarthy, thin monk entered.

The status of the monk is very high, because judging by the footsteps, there are quite a few people behind him. He crouched down to examine my body, and I could feel that what he was most aware of was the crying grimace on my abdomen.

The skinny monk grinned at me and pulled the needle out of my chest. But I didn't move for a day, my hands and feet were so sore, and I couldn't even get blood.

Then two monks tied me up and carried me away.

As soon as I walked out, I heard the thin monk say that this place had been targeted, and Dekong stayed here, and the rest of the people went to Myanmar with sacrifices first

The two monks carried me farther and farther away, and I could only hear these few words.

Listening to a van in the temple, two monks threw me into the car while it was dark. It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly, but I could hear a lot of heavy breathing, and there should have been quite a few people.

As soon as I was thrown in, the car started and staggered straight out.

There are no fingers in the carriage, and some sections of the road in Thailand are extremely bumpy. And I had the feeling that the people in the car should be tied up, because every time the car jolted, a lot of people were muffling and rolling around in the car.

Some people couldn't help but scold, but the scolding was in Thai, and they couldn't understand a word.

After I waited for the blood on my hands and feet to unblock, I moved my body with difficulty, and then I asked in a hoarse voice, are there any Chinese?

The black one didn't know who snorted and said, what Chinese and Thai do you care about at this time? It won't be long before everyone becomes dead.

I said, buddy, we've got to find a way to run

Before I could finish speaking, I felt that someone grabbed my head and slammed it into the steel plate of the carriage.

I was dizzy from this blow and cried out in pain. But as if he hadn't heard, the man still bumped into it again and again. Now I can't even breathe, but I curse in my heart,! Who is this?

The man probably didn't want to kill me directly, and when he let go, he kicked me out. My head hit the corner of the carriage again, blood running down the wound on my forehead, and my face was covered in mush.

I realized now that the man was not tied with a rope, and he was probably a detainee who remained in the car. And this person is definitely not simple, ordinary people who can see things in this dark place?

No wonder no one in the car spoke, that is, I was stupid to say that I ran away and didn't get beaten!

I lost my temper from the beating, and I could only curl up in the dark to recuperate. Fortunately, the man ignored me after beating me, and I guessed that whoever wanted to run away or instilled the intention of running away would be beaten up by him.

The vehicle came to a stop after four or five hours of jolting, and someone opened the door from the outside and jumped up. The beam of the flashlight swept by, and I couldn't open my eyes.

After a while, I realized that these people were no longer monks, but several men in black with straight faces.

They got into the carriage, untied the ropes on their legs, and shouted at us to get off. Some of the slower ones were punched and kicked by them, and I even saw a thin girl kicked out of the car because she was too slow.

The girl was also strong, and got up with difficulty, and then walked according to the position pointed by the man in black. I was afraid of being kicked down, so I hurriedly jumped down myself.

As soon as I got out of the car, I counted six or seven people with their arms tied, all ragged and bloodstained. These people were old men, women, and even a little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. In terms of skin color and dress, both Thai and Chinese are available.

There are also six or seven people in black, the difference is that although they are thin, they have a murderous aura on their bodies, and they look like guys licking blood on the head of a knife.

A tall and thin man finally got out of the car, and he said angrily, Liu Wenju, you know the rules.

The man known as Liu Wenju said unceremoniously, don't talk nonsense, Lao Tzu has been on this journey for seven or eight years, and he has taken more jobs than you have lived. You don't have to dictate.

The tall, thin man said, I hope so. These people are personally explained by Master Guchai, before the 18th, if you can't reach the China-Myanmar border, you will all have to die.

Liu Wenju seemed to have been impatient for a long time, and said, there is a lot of nonsense. When people are in the hands of Lao Tzu, one less is naturally Lao Tzu in charge. It's annoying, get out!

The man snorted, turned and got back into the carriage. The two monks who were driving didn't say a word, and walked the same way.

Liu Wenju turned around, smiled and said, Okay, since it is in the hands of Lao Tzu, I blame you for your bad luck! I'm a well-behaved person, so I don't bother to tell you. Anyway, just one point, stay in the car honestly, if there is no Lao Tzu, who dares to move around, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!

He waved his hand and said, get in the car!

His car is also a box car, but the inside of this car is much better than before, with two rows of seats modified and yellow lights. The seven of us were divided into two rows and sat in the innermost row, and on the outside, four burly men stood guard at the door.

When I peeked at them, I saw that they were bulging at their waists, and when one of the guys' clothes was inadvertently lifted, I saw a black pistol.

I was secretly frightened, this is definitely a bunch of murderous guys!

The vehicle restarted and continued along the rough road. I kept my head down and didn't dare to speak, but my mind was thinking about how to escape. Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard someone shouting to me in a very thin and very fine voice, He Zhonghua, He Zhonghua

I looked up suddenly, and my heart was surprised, who was calling me?

The voice came again: Don't look around, you listen to me. You have to get out.

Didn't I say in my heart that this is not nonsense? If you don't escape, it's a dead end, do you still need to say?

And the man said, "I have a way for you to escape, but you must promise me one thing!"

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