Chapter 131 The Delicate Little Princess Was Abducted, and the Weird Pregnant Woman
The material was thin, and the shoulders and arms were exposed.
There were no shoes on the ground, so she stood up barefoot and walked to the door of the wooden house, and saw a long wooden ladder.
Going down, there is a lush meadow and a path trampled by feet. I don’t know where it leads to.
Nan Chengcheng slowly walked down the wooden stairs. Her tender feet stepped on the path, and the weeds hurt her feet a little.
Not far away, they saw a large grove of tropical trees. In the weeds half a man's height, two people were entangled together.
Two dark-skinned people from Southeast Asia, one man and one woman.
The man had curly hair, a strong build, and was wearing a vest. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and had the handsomeness unique to Nanyang (Southeast Asian) people. The woman bit his shoulder, and he was like a cheetah.
The scene before my eyes was even brighter than the sunlight at this moment.
Nan Chengcheng turned around and walked back without taking a few steps.
Then someone called out, "Hi!"
She turned around and saw the cheetah-like Nanyang man striding towards her while tightening his belt.
She subconsciously looked at the man's face. He was vicious and cruel, and would do anything to achieve his goals. He was second only to the king in Nanyang, and at least a general. His forehead was dark, his philtrum was yellow, and he would only grow a strand of hair once. He would not live for more than seven days.
Nan Chengcheng was unusually calm and said, "I want to see your boss."
The man chuckled. "Welcome to Nanyang Ximen, beautiful and delicate princess. My name is Per, and I am the general here."
The man held out his hand to her.
She didn't respond. "I want to see the boss here, or you tell me who brought me here?"
The man suddenly approached her, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You smell so good! They all say you're the most beautiful woman there, but I think you're still the most fragrant. If you're abandoned, I'll definitely ask the leader for you and let you follow me."
"Who gave up on me? Please be more frank."
"Follow me." Po tilted his head and strode forward.
Passing through a tropical forest, Nan Chengcheng saw a large field of poppies. The red poppy flowers seemed to be dripping blood, and there were armed troops from Nanyang patrolling all around.
In the middle of the poppy field is a large golden pagoda in Buddhist style.
She followed Per as they approached the Shwedagon Pagoda, which was the residence of the chief of the Simeon tribe, or rather the palace.
In the middle of the palace, on a round cushion woven with gold thread, sat a middle-aged man from Southeast Asia wearing a Western suit. He had a wealthy face and a dagger hidden in his smile. He should be the leader of the armed tribe of Simien.
There were several Nanyang women sitting next to him, each with a round belly, looking like they were about to give birth.
They were wrapped in thin golden sarongs that looked luxurious and swaying, but the veins on their bellies were faintly visible.
Nan Chengcheng took a deep look at their bellies and couldn't help feeling a little scared.
"Miss Nan has charming features, and her grace is even more beautiful than the poppies blooming all over the fields outside! Sit down and chat." Meng's face softened.
Nan Chengcheng asked, "I don't know you at all, why did you bring me to Nanyang?"
"You and I have never met before, but your man Zhan Hengyi is determined to cut off my source of income!
I believe in Buddhism and have always been compassionate, but the prerequisite is that others cannot ride on my neck."
When Nan Chengcheng heard this, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, she understood.
"As long as your man comes in person, pays 100 million in cash and a sincere cooperation plan, we will let Marshal Zhan take you away safely.
The Zhan family owns a bank called Kaifujiang Bank, so a hundred million in cash is not difficult for them."
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