The two thugs in the jeep honked their horns frantically and fired their guns. The driver was frightened and turned pale. He wanted to pull over, but Ryoko stopped him:

"They're Phyllis's men. Unlike the thugs in the city, they kill without blinking an eye. If you don't stop the car, we might still have a chance of survival. If we stop now, who knows what will happen to those four girls, but we will definitely die!"

Upon hearing this, the driver wanted to put his foot directly into the gas tank, gripping the steering wheel with both hands and yelling urgently, "What should we do? What should we do now?!"

If the other party were just three ordinary thugs, with Ryoko's ability, she might be able to fight them, but they had knives on their waists and guns in their hands, and the situation instantly fell into an endless passive position. They had no choice but to escape.

The driver drove the truck from side to side, and the three men in the jeep chased him frantically. Seeing that firing shots had no effect, they aimed at the truck's tires and started shooting.

Bullets hit the carriage, sparks flying everywhere, and the four girls screamed in fear. The driver completely believed what Ryoko said, knowing that if he stopped the car he would be shot to pieces, so he made up his mind and suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The two cars were chasing each other and driving at high speed. The jeep had no idea that the truck would suddenly slow down at this moment. By the time it reacted and stepped on the brakes, it was too late. The front of the car crashed straight into the back of the truck. The other two thugs standing in the car were thrown out and fell heavily to the side of the road without any reaction.

The plan succeeded, the driver stepped on the gas again, the truck and the jeep separated again, and then sped away and disappeared.

After successfully shaking off the pursuers, the truck driver breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Then he discovered a new problem. He stopped the car and checked carefully, and found that both rear tires were flat, making it impossible to continue driving.

There was no choice but to go their separate ways. The driver tried to find help, while Ryoko took the four girls on foot.

They didn't know how long the truck had been driving, nor how far away Myanmar was. They talked as they walked. When the four girls learned that Ryoko was also a girl, they placed all their hopes on her, hoping that she could take them away from this hell on earth.

Ryoko agreed verbally, but she was also worried in her heart. At this moment, she was in a difficult situation and could hardly save herself, let alone take care of these four girls.

The five of them walked together until dark. With nowhere else to go, they walked into a village beside the road.

It was a deserted village with ruins and no one had lived there for a long time. Many houses were damaged and collapsed. The five people searched for a long time before they found a relatively intact brick house. When they opened the door, before they could take a closer look at the interior, a brick hit them in the face!

Feeling the cold wind blowing in her face, Ryoko dodged it, then pulled out the dagger at her waist for self-defense and rushed in.

Inside the house, the ground was in a mess, and seven or eight figures were squatting in the corner.

These figures were both men and women, all young people, and their mental state and clothing were not much different from those of the four girls. After both sides saw each other clearly and knew they were not enemies, they put down their bricks and daggers.

After a detailed conversation, Ryoko learned that these young people were also deceived people who escaped from a park outside Myanmar. They could not tell the road and did not know where to go. In order to avoid being hunted, they were forced to hide in a deserted village.

Although they were deceived in different areas, they all felt sorry for each other, so they formed an alliance and discussed their next escape plan together.

One of the men suggested, "We have no money, no documents, and no means of transportation. It's impossible for us to escape on our own.

There is only one way out now, and that is to seek help from the police, and ask the local police to help us contact our families, and then find a way to return home!"

Everyone thought it made sense, so after a brief discussion, they all agreed to go to the nearest Myanmar police station early the next morning to seek help.

After sleeping all night curled up in the corner of the dilapidated house, everyone got up before dawn, packed up their things, supported each other and left the deserted village, heading towards Myanmar under the guidance of several young people who knew the way.

We walked until noon and entered the main road, when several camouflaged military vehicles suddenly drove over from a distance.

Seeing this, several young people were overjoyed, thinking that they had met local police. They hurriedly stood on the side of the road and stretched out their hands to stop the car. Then they told the soldiers who got off the car about their experiences, hoping to get their help.

When the soldier heard this, he immediately let several people get on the car. Just when they finally breathed a sigh of relief and thought they were saved, they didn't know that these camouflaged military vehicles were not from the Myanmar police, but from local warlords, who had a direct relationship with the park where the young people had escaped.

Not long after, when the door of the military truck opened again, the scene that greeted them was not the Myanmar police station, but the industrial park compound. The warlord sent the young men back to their original place.

By the time the people reacted, it was too late to resist. They knelt on the ground with pale faces, allowing the other party to do whatever they wanted.

The park directly divided these escaped people into two groups, men and women. The women were forcibly taken away, while the men were forced back onto military vehicles and sent to mines for sale.

Because of her short hair and appearance, Ryoko was naturally mistaken for her gender and was sent to the mine along with other men.

The men in the group had been running for a long time, and the smell on their bodies was worse than the other. When they arrived at the mine, the guards were disgusted and confiscated their belongings. They also searched through their pockets and threw them directly into the wooden house after confirming that there was nothing valuable. Ryoko mixed in with them and her identity was able to remain hidden.

Seeing the large number of armed warlords, Ryoko almost fell into despair. No matter how strong she was, she was still a girl. She curled up in the corner of the wooden house, fear, panic, and helplessness intertwined in her heart. She didn't dare to speak or communicate with others, for fear that revealing her gender would bring more trouble.

If Lin Lidong hadn't accidentally discovered her true identity, she might have died of exhaustion in the vast mines...