"Hurry up and get out of here! Stop crying, or I'll stab you!"
"Still crying, huh! Bring me the whip! I'm going to teach you a lesson, you disobedient little brat, and see if you dare to do it again!"
"Waaaaah... Waaaaah... I won't do it again! I won't do it again! Don't hit me!"
Hearing the faint sounds of cursing and crying coming from ahead, Zhen Wanwan turned off her flashlight and put on night vision goggles.
She tiptoed and quickly ran forward. Soon, she saw a figure.
Eight or nine people were struggling to pull the children along the way, while also making sure no one fell behind.
Because some of the children are only three or four years old, they take small steps and the passageway is not well lit, so they often fall to the ground.
The trafficker was in a bad mood, so he slammed his whip down next to the child, kicking up dust that filled the air.
At the age of three or four, when they don't remember anything, they are most popular with buyers. If it weren't for the need to sell them for a good price, he might pick them up and give them a good beating!
Because there are many children, and they are young with small hands and feet, we simply cannot keep up with their pace.
The lead trafficker frowned, looking very hostile. He pointed to one of the slightly larger children and said, "You guys, pick up those little ones and carry them away!"
The older children dared not resist and each picked one of the children.
With fewer people holding them back, their journey was much faster.
Zhen Wanwan followed closely behind them, because the passage was too narrow for her to see the people in front of her.
This group was different from the previous ones. The previous ones were all accomplices, and she could shoot indiscriminately, killing whoever she wanted.
But the people in front of her are different. There are so many children. If she misses her target even slightly, she might hurt one of them.
Therefore, she needs to find a suitable opportunity, and use the same strategy as before, to break through and eliminate them one by one.
On the other side, Zhu Yuan and his men rushed to find A Yue, who was lying injured by the roadside.
Ah Yue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, clutched her chest, and said anxiously, "Your Highness! Quickly save my wife! She's in the innermost courtyard, about 800 meters ahead!"
Zhu Yuan frowned, but didn't press A Yue to ask what had happened to them.
He tossed A-Yue to Qu Huaiyuan, then led his men on a wild gallop. The horses were struck and reared up, neighing loudly as they galloped away, leaving only afterimages.
Qu Huaiyuan wanted to follow, but A Yue had already fainted on the ground. He followed for a few steps, but then stopped to take care of A Yue.
Zhen Wanwan followed her all the way, and finally she found an opportunity.
One of the traffickers needed to urinate and fell a few steps behind. Zhen Wanwan quietly approached, and when the trafficker noticed something was wrong and turned around, she hid in her spatial storage.
Finally, she was only about two meters away from the other person. With practiced movements, she aimed at the other person's head, pulled the trigger, and the person's eyes glazed over, collapsing to the ground.
Fortunately, the noise ahead prevented them from noticing anything unusual behind them, and Zhen Wanwan quickly followed.
With one less person acting as an obstacle, she could clearly see the situation ahead.
There were eight people left, each leading about ten children, holding one hand and a whip in the other, with the last person carrying an oil lamp for light.
After observing for a while, Zhen Wanwan decided to deal with the last human trafficker first. She would blend in with the others and take the opportunity to kill them one by one.
Just like she had dealt with that man before, she quietly slipped behind the trafficker and hid in the space before he turned around.
The trafficker turned around and realized the person who had urinated earlier hadn't followed. He cursed, "You son of a bitch, all you do is slack off! Just wait till I get out here and teach him a lesson!"
The others, upon hearing what the trafficker said, showed no concern for their accomplice; instead, they were secretly gloating.
Who told Twelve to always get stabbed in the back and to always flatter them? Now they have a chance to watch the show!
Zhen Wanwan followed behind him and mischievously blew air into the back of his neck, startling him so much that he froze on the spot.
He couldn't help but reach back and touch his neck, then took a few steps in a panic. Zhen Wanwan blew again, scaring the man so much that he covered his head and pressed himself against the back of the man in front of him.
This prompted the man to hurl a string of curses: "Third brother! Don't think that just because you've caught the boss's eye you can do whatever you want! Don't you dare try to take advantage of me! I don't like that kind of thing!"
They all knew very well that the third brother was indiscriminate in his relationships with men and women, and they didn't want to share a room with him at night, for fear that they might accidentally fall into his clutches.
The third brother spat on the man's back, his eyes practically rolling to the sky.
He thinks he's something special, but with that pathetic look, he's not his type at all!
Even if it were given to him for free, he wouldn't want it!
Zhen Wanwan continued her mischievous act by blowing another breath.
The third brother truly felt that there was someone behind him!
No, no, no! There's a ghost!
He couldn't help but recall that this secret passage was originally created by his employer digging up someone's grave!
Could it be that the tomb's owner has come seeking revenge?
The third brother shivered and patted the man in front of him on the shoulder: "Do you think there might be ghosts here?"
The man turned around and gave the third brother a disdainful look, his eyes practically overflowing with contempt.
"If you ask me, you, the third brother, are scarier than a ghost!"
The third brother continued anxiously, "I'm serious! I keep feeling like there's a ghost... someone is blowing air into the back of my neck!"
Without turning his head, the man replied, "Don't think so much. I think you're hallucinating! You're scaring yourself!"
Seeing that he didn't believe him, the third brother felt even more uncertain and could only lie low, praying to get out of the passage as soon as possible.
Zhen Wanwan smiled slightly and blew out the oil lamp that the third brother had used for lighting.
The third brother screamed in fright, prompting the man to yell at him, "What are you yelling about! It's just that the wind blew out the light! Just turn it back on!"
The third brother was about to say something when he suddenly realized he couldn't say anything. He felt as if the back of his head had been punched through, and wind was blowing into his brain.
He kept his eyes open and collapsed to the ground, completely unable to believe that he was dead.
When the man didn't get a response from the third brother, he started to fumble around and tried to snatch the oil lamp from his hand.
Zhen Wanwan put on her night vision goggles and easily saw his movements clearly.
She raised her pistol, no more than thirty centimeters from the man, aimed it at his forehead, and skillfully pulled the trigger. The man fell silently to the ground.
The remaining six people were so angry at the two's antics that they yelled, "What time is it and you're still making a fuss? Hurry up and light the oil lamps so we can get the goods out here!"
Zhen Wanwan revealed a mocking smile, aimed at the person shouting in front of her, and blew his head off.
One, two, three, four, and then the last two are left.
Someone lit a tinderbox, and the dark passage was instantly illuminated. They also noticed that their companion was lying quietly on the ground with his eyes wide open.
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