[Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (63)]
The back of Heshan is where the Jinnan Mine is located. It is covered with rugged rocks and the slope is undulating, making it difficult to navigate.
You can still see the entrance where the mine collapsed.
No one would have thought that in this remote and deserted place, there would be an entrance to an underground palace hidden.
Rossier brought with him the old general's former subordinates, who were dressed in neat and uniform military uniforms and looked extremely powerful.
They took the lead and cooperated with Jin Yuanxiu's men to engage in a fierce battle with the outer guards. The sound of gunfire was diffused in the thick smell of gunpowder.
Mr. Hu led his trusted aides to attack from the side and reached the vicinity of Jinnan Mine.
As for Yan Qing, he and A Gang led their men to attack during the changing of guard before Rocky returned from the rally.
Under Xiao Ba's guidance, she carried the dying Yang Liu out of the torture room.
Yang Liu's face was covered with scars from burning and burning, and there were only two sunken pits under her brows where she had lost her eyes.
There was almost no healthy skin on her body, blood was stuck to her clothes, and there were scars crisscrossing everywhere, making it impossible to tell where skin was and where cloth was.
"Don't look, it will scare you." She raised her hand stiffly and moved her bloody and festering lips with a weak breath.
Yan Qing noticed the steel needle inserted between her fingers.
Her fingers are connected to her heart, how painful it must be for her.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." Yan Qing's eyes felt sore, and his nose felt as if lime was poured into it. He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't control the muscles on his cheeks.
Her steps were as heavy as if they were tied with huge rocks. When she carried the person out, she met Song Weiyi who was running towards her.
She always appeared to be autistic and demented, her eyes fixed on Yang Liu in Yan Qing's arms, she leaned against the wall to barely support her body which was falling down weakly, and she cried uncontrollably.
She and Yang Liu had covered for each other in this cage-like manor.
"Go to the hospital." Yan Qing took a deep breath and held Yang Liu more carefully.
Song Wei nodded and followed her.
A Gang, who was supporting outside, couldn't help but gasp when he saw Yang Liu's miserable condition. He clenched his fists and then unclenched them, silently making way.
The gloomy sky was dyed white by a ray of light cloud, and the night fled in the pursuit of the rising sun.
Yang Liu raised her head, her dark eye sockets facing the sky, and she raised her hand with difficulty as if she wanted to touch something.
"Is it daybreak?" she asked.
"Yeah." Yan Qing said with a strong nasal voice, "Very bright, very bright."
When passing by the sculpture in the garden, Song Weiyi pulled Agang's sleeve and said, "There is a secret passage in here."
She had been with Rocky for twenty years and discovered this place a long time ago, but she dared not tell anyone.
Just relying on pretending to be stupid, I stay in this dark cage, waiting for the day when the light will shine in.
She wants to live.
Watch the devil being cut into pieces in front of you while you are still alive.
Ah Gang said to Yan Qing: "Send her to the hospital first, I will take the others down."
"Be careful." Yan Qing nodded and took a step to leave.
Yang Liu in her arms stopped her: "No, go to the hospital, save...save people..."
She knew that her body was at the end of its strength, and she was now forcing herself to close her eyes because she didn't see the villain being caught.
[Host, her vitality is fading quickly]
Xiao Ba said in a dull voice.
Yan Qing was silent for a while, then looked at Ah Gang: "You lead the others to clean up the battlefield first, and we will go in later."
Song Weiyi nodded to the two of them, walked forward, took the crown from the statue's hand, and put it back in the opposite direction.
More than ten years of safety made Rocky firmly believe that this place would not be exposed. However, he has always been cautious and believed that the fewer people who knew his secrets, the better.
Therefore, most of his private soldiers were guarding outside Heshan, and there were not many guards inside the underground palace.
After Rossier and others on the other side of the mountain broke in, they cooperated with Agang's side and it became much easier to enter the underground palace.
Yan Qing was holding Yang Liu, Song Weiyi was standing beside her, and the three of them were surrounded by a few people that A Gang had left behind to protect them.
"Now, are we friends?"
Yang Liu's voice was very soft, and every word was accompanied by a sob of pain.
Yan Qing had to lower his ears to hear clearly.
She closed her eyes: "Yes, we are friends."
——"We are not friends, and we will never be enemies."
Yang Liu always kept in mind what she said at that time.
Yang Liu said a lot of words as if she was having a last burst of energy, and Yan Qing listened carefully.
Song Weiyi, who was standing beside her, turned his face away with reluctance, covered his mouth and cried, not daring to make any sound for fear of interrupting her.
From her intermittent voice, Yan Qing knew that her real name was Fang Tian, and that she had sneaked into the Golden Triangle to track down a drug deal that had infiltrated the country.
The clue of the transaction was cut off with Rocky, and she discovered that Rocky was involved in many missing girls cases, so she sneaked into Song Weiyi's side as a nanny.
Before entering the secret passage, she whispered an address into Yan Qing's ear.
The huge and magnificent underground palace was exposed before their eyes, and everyone who saw it could not help but be amazed.
At the top of the lobby steps is a golden dragon throne, indicating Rocky's ambition to become emperor.
There are dozens of rooms of various sizes on both sides of the corridors in the palace.
An ammunition depot, a gold house, and countless antique jewels.
A gorgeously dressed woman was locked in another room.
They come from all over the world and have excellent backgrounds.
Either the daughter of a wealthy man or from a family of high-ranking officials.
Some were even tied up and raised here when they were very young.
Just like an emperor marrying his ministers’ concubines to fill his harem, Rocky felt that only noble ladies were worthy of himself as the “emperor”.
Those girls who were deliberately tattooed with so-called birthmarks and sent to him as a way of currying favor were regarded by him as slaves who were only fit to be maids.
The faces of the women who were brought out of the room were pale as if they had not seen the sun for a long time.
Some people look up in hope, some are silent in numbness, and some seem to have lost the ability to communicate.
"Rocky will come back here." Yan Qing said confidently, "Do you want revenge?"
"Do you want revenge?" she asked again, raising her voice.
She first used Chinese, and then switched to English to repeat the question.
The girls nodded firmly.
In those stagnant eyes, a spark of hope was rekindled.
Yan Qing asked A Gang to prepare knives, axes and other sharp weapons for them. Their eyes were bright and frightening when they held the weapons.
Such weapons are far more practical for them now than guns.
Rocky, who attempted to restart himself through the wealth of the underground palace, was overwhelmed by sharp knives and axes as soon as he showed his head.
The gunman who was standing by to guard against his desperate counterattack was not even of any use.
Song Weiyi also rushed forward.
These women, tortured to the point of exhaustion, roared and waved their weapons, venting the anger that had been pent up for years.
Yan Qing hugged Yang Liu, no, he should call her Fang Tian.
Kneeling on the ground, she held Fang Tian in her arms and quietly watched the bloody scene not far away.
Fang Tian stared at the top of her head with her hollow eyes, murmuring: "I volunteer to become...dedicate myself to a noble...cause..."
"go home……"
"go home……"
She smiled.
It was as if she saw bright red flags fluttering in the wind, welcoming her home.
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