Chapter 609 Changjia Village 24
The damp air was filled with the stench of rotting leaves, and the wild rhododendrons on the hill behind Changjia Village were wilting from the sun.
Thunder on a clear day and increasing heat are both signs of impending storms.
The old smoker squatted on the roots of a camphor tree and coughed. The sound of phlegm rolling in his throat mixed with the girl's screams coming from the cave, scaring away the gray magpie in the bushes.
"Damn, my dick is getting more and more perverted."
Scarface was picking his teeth with a straw, and his sweaty back left salt stains on his coarse cloth shirt.
The dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard again in the cave, and the girl's cries suddenly became louder, like a small animal with its neck being strangled.
The bald man squinted his eyes and looked into the cave. The old injury on the back of his neck began to ache again.
Three years ago, the bullet grazed his cervical vertebrae, permanently pinning his head at an angle to the right.
The kerosene lamp on the rock wall cast the second in command's shadow very long, and the shadow was swinging something and smashing it on the ground.
"If you ask me, country girls are the most experienced."
The old smoker knocked his copper pipe against a stone, and sparks sizzled on the moss. "Last time, that actress from the county troupe was burned by the second brother with red-hot tongs. She didn't last a day."
The cries in the cave suddenly turned into intermittent sobs, as if something was blocking their mouths.
Scarface suddenly laughed, revealing his missing front tooth. "Guess how long we can hold out this time? I bet you ten kilograms of food coupons, we won't make it past sunset."
Muffled thunder rolled deep in the clouds. The bald man didn't respond. Every time he bet with Scar, he lost.
"Everyone, stay alert!" One-Eyed Dragon suddenly kicked a piece of gravel over. "Brother Fei might come to check out the goods tonight. Don't act like you haven't slept in three days."
The one-eyed man is the leader among them.
The five of them were murderers wanted by the police. Chang Long took them in when they were desperate, and they worked for Chang Long.
Hearing what the one-eyed man said, the bald man fiddled with the gun in his hand and twisted his mouth.
"Boss, you said the same thing the day before yesterday."
Others followed suit.
"Shut up, what are you complaining about, grown men?" The one-eyed man scolded them, his heart beating fast.
Chang Fei is Chang Long's godson, and helps with the sales and receipt of goods.
After the last batch of goods was delivered, Brother Fei should have come up the mountain to take a look as per the usual practice, but Brother Fei was nowhere to be seen, and they felt a little uneasy.
"Nothing will happen down the mountain, right?"
"What can happen?" The bald man disagreed.
He supported his aching neck and walked into the woods, the five-piece suit on his waistband hurting his hips.
The thunder was getting closer, and the mountain wind, carrying the smell of earth, blew against his face. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a face behind the old locust tree - green eyes, buck teeth, and a face covered with purple-red acne, hiding eerily behind the tree.
"Ghost! Ghost!"
He tilted his head and stumbled back, his finger slipping from the trigger.
The one-eyed man rushed over when he heard the noise, and the figure slowly walked out from under the tree.
A woman, a very ugly, very ugly woman.
The one-eyed man had never seen such an ugly woman!
The ugly ones even look a bit evil.
"Who the hell are you?" Scarface was angry and pointed his gun at the ugly woman.
The rainstorm finally came down, and the raindrops as big as beans shattered into pieces when they hit the rocks.
The moment the rain fell, the ugly woman moved, so fast that her figure could not be seen clearly.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The one-eyed man wiped the rain off his face and when he opened his eyes again he found that the other three brothers had been knocked down and were lying on the ground, unconscious.
What the hell!
The one-eyed man pulled the trigger, aimed at the ugly woman, and shot without hesitation!
"Bang!" The bullet shot out, breaking through the rain curtain.
Almost instantly, the ugly woman disappeared from the one-eyed man's sight like a falling leaf.
"Where are the people?" The one-eyed man's hand holding the gun trembled constantly and he shouted in fear.
"Here."
Someone behind him patted his shoulder gently, a woman's voice was faint.
A chill instantly rushed into the one-eyed dragon's heart, and before he could react, a creepy icy hand pressed his wrist, and with two fingers together, it hit his wrist hard!
The one-eyed man felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his gun fell to the ground as he loosened his grip.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
The ugly woman didn't answer, and said faintly, "Go get some sleep."
The one-eyed man was hit hard on the back of his neck, and he twisted his body and fell down.
Ye Rou made sure nothing was missed, picked up the one-eyed dragon's gun and walked into the cave where screams were constantly coming from.
Her eyes were extremely cold and her figure was hidden in the rain.
The tip of the pen flashed coldly under the kerosene lamp, moving along Chang Hua's carotid artery.
She stared at the gentle face in front of her, her pupils shrinking with excitement behind the gold-rimmed glasses, and her white coat was stained with black blood.
"Your heartbeat is so fast," the man said with a wicked smile. The chains rattled with his movements, and Chang Hua's wrists, where they were tied to the examination bed, were already scabby with blood.
"Are you scared?" the gentleman said as he suddenly pressed a cotton ball soaked in iodine on the wound on her collarbone. Chang Hua bit her lip to swallow back her scream.
She couldn't provoke the man in front of her. She didn't want to die, she wanted to live.
"No, I'm sorry, doctor, I'm not scared."
The man claiming to be a doctor raised an eyebrow and looked down at the girl chained to the wooden table. He said unhappily, "Then why are you shaking?"
"My wound hurts." Chang Hua lay on the cold wooden board, her hair standing on end because of fear.
The louder she screams and the more scared she appears, the more excited the man will be.
In front of this man, the clever little Changhua has figured out how to deal with it: don't show weakness, but you can lie.
"I see." The gentleman's cold fingers brushed across the girl's arm, and he made a "tsk" sound as if he was dissatisfied with the straw-like touch.
"It's okay, I have anesthetic here. After the anesthetic, the wound won't hurt." The man came up with another way to torture people. He suddenly became excited and his voice was sharp.
"With the anesthesia, you won't feel any pain even if I cut a piece of flesh off your body."
"No, let me go!"
Chang Hua took the opportunity to raise her knee, but the man, already on guard, slammed her temples with a medical record book. As the taste of blood filled her mouth, she watched him pick up a glass bottle filled with a murky liquid from a tray—the same sulfuric acid that had etched the pits on the rock wall.
"Naughty child, you must be punished." The gentleman shook the glass bottle, and the liquid inside hit the wall of the cup with a clanging sound.
The cork was pulled out and a pungent smell filled the air. Chang Hua widened her eyes in fear and wanted to escape, but her hands, feet and neck were tied with iron chains and she could not move at all.
Watching the man approaching her, Chang Hua felt as if someone was strangling her neck. She was so frightened that she couldn't even make a sound to call for help.
The more frightened Chang Hua appeared, the brighter the smile on the gentleman's face became.
Girls are indeed the cutest things in the world - they are quick to react, have tender skin, and are gentle in nature. Once they are tamed properly, they can be completely controlled.
The gentleman patted Chang Hua's arm and soothed her, "Don't be afraid, I won't ruin your face. That would be no fun."
He moved his fingers gently, touching Chang Hua's abdomen, then down, pressing his head on Chang Hua's knees.
"If I destroy your feet, you won't want to run anymore."
"No!" Chang Hua broke free from the big hand that was strangling her neck and screamed in fear.
The gentleman smiled slightly, held the girl tightly, raised the glass bottle, tilted the bottle, and was about to pour it down.
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