Chapter 209: Killing the Blood Road
"That's right, but I heard that Brother Mian seems to have some relationship with Master Duanmu and his men. It is said that the woman said that she is Master Duanmu's sister-in-law. If Master Duanmu knew about our treatment of her, would he kill us all?"
"Nonsense! We've been born and raised here for almost forty or fifty years. Where have we ever heard of Master Duanmu having any brothers? Even if he does, they're probably not on good terms. Maybe he wants to use us to help him deal with this unwanted woman!"
"I think so too. To me, she doesn't look like the master's sister-in-law at all. She looks more like a vixen he provoked from somewhere, and now she wants to return to her roots with a bunch of romantic debts."
"Hahaha, I wonder if she knows that Master Duanmu hasn't been here for many years. Even if she went to his house, she wouldn't be able to find him. If Grandma saw her like this, let alone let her in, she would probably be disfigured before she even left Dabang."
"When you put it that way, it makes us feel like we're heroes saving the damsel in distress."
"That's right, at least preserve her appearance so that she doesn't have to be so extravagant."
Suddenly, someone walked down behind Mingli. When the two men saw someone coming down, they immediately stopped talking.
Mingli walked away without saying a word.
He smiled and said to the two men at the counter, who were wearing traditional Burmese clothing, "Uncle, do you speak Chinese?"
The two men looked at Mingli with confused expressions and had no idea what he was talking about.
Mingli pointed at the apples and a small knife and said, "Uncle, I want to buy some apples and a fruit knife to peel apples for my mother Junlan to eat."
He was making gestures while speaking, and after repeating the body language several times, the two seemed to understand what Mingli meant. They threw the apples and fruits in front of him and typed a few Arabic numerals on the computer.
Mingli quickly paid the bill, packed up the knife and apple, and prepared to leave. Just as he turned around, the Burmese man started speaking in Burmese again: "Wait a minute, kid, did you hear something just now?"
Mingli ignored them, pretending not to hear, and walked up the stairs without hesitation or looking back.
He heard the lewd laughter of the two men downstairs: "They are Chinese and can't understand Burmese."
"Well, he doesn't know it yet, but after tonight his mother will no longer be their mother but our woman."
Listening to their lewd laughter, Mingli's hands clenched into fists. At this moment, he really wanted to rush back and smash their heads off, then give them a white knife in and red knife out. But reason made him hold back, and he returned to his room again without making a sound.
Seeing that he looked strange when he returned, Junlan quickly asked Mingli, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Didn't you say you were going to buy dry food and milk powder? Why did you only bring back apples and a knife?"
Mingli: "Mother Junlan, we were sold into a black shop by that brother Mian."
Jun Lan was shocked when she heard this: "Mingli, what on earth are you talking about?"
Mingli: "It's true, we were tricked. I just eavesdropped on their conversation when they weren't paying attention. They thought I didn't understand Burmese, so they let me go. I bought a knife for self-defense, but I didn't want to arouse their suspicion, so I bought it along with the apple."
Jun Lan was so anxious that she paced around the room, fiddling with her hair. "What do you say? What do you say? What should I do now? I'm so stupid and trusting. Why didn't I listen to Mrs. Zhao's advice and return to China? What should I do? What should I do..."
Mingli: "Mother Junlan, there's no point in being anxious now, and there's no point in regretting it. I've already thought of a solution. You just need to follow my method, but you may have to suffer a little."
Jun Lan: "Ah? What exactly do you want?"
Mingli whispered a few words in Junlan's ear.
Jun Lan looked a little embarrassed: "Isn't this a bad idea? Will this method work?"
Mingli: "If you force your way in, we'll be dead. It's up to you to decide whether you want to give it your all."
Jun Lan nodded helplessly: "Just do as you say."
At midnight, Burmese people have few entertainment facilities and do not like nightlife. As devout Buddhists, most of them live a simple life, of course there are exceptions.
Normally, Jun Lan would have fallen asleep in Yang Ning's arms at this time, but now she was obviously very tired and wanted to sleep, but she didn't dare to close her eyes for a moment.
Suddenly, two men came out of nowhere and pressed Junlan down on the bed, unable to move. She wanted to scream but couldn't. One man covered her mouth with his hands and pinned her hands to the edge of the bed, while the other man tore off Junlan's clothes and touched her all over like a hungry ghost fighting for food.
The man sitting at the head of the bed smiled and said, "Hurry up, I can't bear it anymore."
Junlan wanted to resist, but her whole body was pinned down on the bed by two men, unable to move. She was so anxious that tears came to her eyes, and she silently begged for help in her heart: "Mingli, if you don't come to save your mother Junlan, she will be taken advantage of by these two people soon. If you delay any longer, her chastity will be in jeopardy!"
At that moment, Mingli jumped out from under the bed with a knife, and then slashed the neck of the Burmese man who was on top of Junlan. Suddenly, a stream of hot blood sprayed on Junlan and Mingli's faces. Junlan had long forgotten her fear and dared not even scream. Before the man could say a word, he had just covered the wound on his neck and fell directly into Junlan's chest.
The man sitting at the head of the bed saw his companion die tragically, so he let go of Jun Lan's hand and quickly strangled Mingli's neck with both hands.
Mingli looked at Junlan and stretched out his hand to her: "Save...save me..."
Junlan hesitated for a moment, then immediately took out the wooden stick that Mingli had just sharpened with a knife from the pillow. The stick was not sharp enough, so she could only use all her strength to stab it into the neck of the other Burmese man.
Before he died, the man turned around and looked at Jun Lan, then slowly fell to the ground.
Jun Lan covered her mouth and said in panic: "What should I do? I killed someone, what should I do?"
Mingli: "Calm down, let me think about what to do!"
The doors and windows were all intact, with no signs of forced entry from the outside. So where did they get in from? This question troubled Mingli. He carefully looked around and finally found something strange under a carpet.
He lifted the blanket on the ground and found a staircase leading directly to the convenience store downstairs.
He held Lele in his arms and said, "Mother Junlan, take Didi and come with me."
Junlan also picked up Didi and followed them to the convenience store downstairs. They saw that there was a very small basement in the convenience store downstairs, but the door of the basement was locked with a small lock on the side. Mingli found through the crack of the door that there were more than a dozen women locked up downstairs.
Ming thought for a moment, then used the axe next to him to chop off the lock. The banging sound of the lock scared the girl locked inside so much that she cried for her mother.
Mingli shouted in fluent Burmese: "If you want to live, don't make a noise."
The woman inside immediately fell silent again.
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