Chapter 88

southwest border.

A tropical rain forest.

The leather boots creak on the floor of the wooden attic. The light bulb on the top of the head shakes slightly, and the mosquito bumps into it tirelessly.

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The author has something to say: Well, at the beginning of the story, I was guilty. It's even later today. I'm sorry.

He took the gun and drove: "let's go. My boss wants to see you. Don't keep him waiting."

There was a smile on the man's face, and he was quite aware of current affairs.

Guo Xiaoguang held his mother's hand in a cold sweat. He swallowed his saliva: "it's OK, mom. Big brother is chatting with me."

"Son, Xiaoguang, Xiaoguang, what's the matter?" The old lady heard the movement and held out her hand to feel for it.

Guo Xiaoguang said in his heart, "it's not good"! He pushed the door and didn't move. When he raised his head again, he was hit by a gun on his forehead.

The man looked down at the business card for a moment, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

Guo Xiaoguang nodded and handed over his business card: "Miss Lin asked me to come to you."

The driver in the front row, wearing sunglasses, looked back: "Mr. Guo?"

Guo Xiaoguang was relieved when he got on the van. He helped his mother sit down and tied her seat belt.

The man smiles meaningfully, raises her hand and kisses her: "it depends on your ability."

"It's already like that. The company is going to collapse. He still doesn't let go. What can I do?"

"But -" the woman frowned, shook his arm, and acted coquettishly with him in a coquettish tone.

The man pressed her hand, turned around and said with a smile, "don't you say that until you get his letter?"

The woman's hand slid down the triangle: "when will you give me this, I think..."

"For what?"

When a man's shaving hand is stiff, he looks down at it and still speaks soft words. Even though his heart is already thinking about it, what kind of specimen is this hand made of?

The woman some don't know satiety, barefoot ground, embrace his waist.

The rigor of this life style also doomed him to be rigid in bed.

He seems to have the habit of regular haircuts and never let his hair and beard grow as he likes.

The man stood in front of the floor mirror and buttoned up. Compared with Lin Youyuan, he was young and vigorous. He didn't have any fat on his whole body. Even when he got up early in the morning, he was refreshed and his hair was carefully cut.

While they were playing, another love affair came to an end.

"Ha ha ha, stop - ah, hello."

Song Yuhang laughed and tickled her: "didn't you make so much noise last night? Well

"Ah, it's still early. Get some sleep. Get some sleep."

Until he saw them get on the car safely, Lin Yan fell on the bed with sleepy eyes.

The car arranged by Lin Yan stopped at the intersection.

Guo Xiaoguang poked his head out. Before daybreak, there were not many pedestrians on the long street. He looked around and then helped his mother out. He carried a huge travel bag on his back and dragged the suitcase in his hand. He quickly locked the door and pulled Guo Yuezhen away.

I had no dream all night. In the early morning, I was awakened by the sound of the opposite rolling gate.

In order to make people sleep more stable, one hand is used as a pillow for her, and the other hand is gently patting her back, so I don't intend to wake her up at night.

"Go to sleep." Song Yuhang love pity for her cheek broken hair to the ear, kiss gently fell on the forehead.

Lin Yan wo went into her arms, hugged her waist and muttered, "I'll go to sleep first, and I'll wake up in the middle of the night and change you."

"If you don't sleep, you have to pay attention to what's going on across the street."

Song Yuhang had just finished taking a bath. His hair was slightly wet. He put his arm behind his ear and lay on his side facing her.

After running all day, Lin Yan was really sleepy. He yawned and looked up at her: "don't you sleep?"

I can't cure you.

Song Yuhang laughed, whistled happily and closed the bathroom door.

Lin Yan immediately covered the quilt and lay back.

Song Yuhang poked his head out of the bathroom: "that --"

as soon as she left, Lin Yan climbed out with the head of the chicken nest on her head, threw the wet towel on her back and put up her middle finger.

Lin Yan struggles and is rubbed on the bed with a towel. When her hair is almost dry, song Yuhang gets up to take a bath."You give me some peace."

Lin Yan comes out after taking a bath and brushes her hair. Song Yuhang glances at her and sees that she is not wearing the belt of her bathrobe. She suddenly flies into a rage and rushes to take up the quilt to cover her tightly.

Song Yuhang's heart was completely relieved.

It's a sign they've arranged to make sure they're safe.

Flash and turn it off.

Guo Xiaoguang looked at the spot on the floor, got up and turned on the light.

Song Yuhang took out the flashlight from his backpack, opened a crack in the window, pressed it to light and put it on the glass of the bungalow.

The street was quiet, with only a few barks occasionally. In other words, as long as there is a little movement in the opposite side, they can definitely hear it.

Looking through the curtains, the location is excellent. It's just opposite the sugar water shop, which brings in the whole gate and yard.

"Shit." Song Yuhang scolds her secretly and looks at her floating into the bathroom. He is full of anger and has no place to vent. He takes out a cigarette from his pocket and goes to the window to smoke.

"Well, the game's over. Take a bath."

Fingertips along her chest row up, stuck her neck to push people away, threw a wink to her.

She was too provocative, and she knew how to move in and out.

Lin Yan trembled and looked at her anger. He bent up his lips and laughed. He liked to see her like this.

She was fierce and cruel: "don't mess with me."

Song Yuhang swallowed his saliva, pushed the man to the door and pressed him to her neck. This time, he was merciless.

She radiates her desire all the time again.

And that pair of rippling eyes.

Or vomit in her ear warm breathing.

Whether it's curling up, hanging around the corner of her dress.

This is a disguised invitation.

"Together?"

Lin Yan "hum" a, be pinched very comfortable, tiny Mi Mou son, go to rub her waist.

"Well behaved, take a bath, wait to return to Jiangcheng to satisfy you well."

Lin Yan buries in her neck and hums. Song Yuhang holds her back neck and rubs it, as if he is relaxing himself and easing her mood.

The police officer suddenly turned red, but he knew that it was not the right time. He took a few bites like venting, and made a few red marks on her white skin.

"Song Yuhang -"

Lin Yanyang raised his head and breathed. His fingertips were a little weak, and he pulled at the corner of her clothes.

Song Yuhang pushed one leg into the middle of her feet, rubbed his knee gently against it, and bent down to bite her button.

She loves her muscles.

Fingers touch her belt, pull loose the tight clothes, and climb up the strong waistline.

Lin Yan put his arms around her neck and gave her a warm response. As long as she confirmed each other's wishes, she never spared her love.

At this time, he entered the room, locked the door, pressed the person on the door and gave her a long kiss. Song Yuhang felt that his heart fell back to his stomach.

After that, she resolutely pulled out of her palm.

But Lin Yan held her hand at that time and insisted on going away. He lowered his voice and said, "they can't figure out who they are. They won't rush to do it. It's really dangerous to be together. Separate."

Lin Yan did the same. Her only worry was that she would be in danger if she left.

Whether it's the police or the unknown forces that follow them.

In order to perfect the lie and get rid of the pursuers, song Yuhang and Lin Yan deliberately left surveillance images on the street, and then stayed in large hotels. This kind of hotel will generally be filed with the Ministry of public security. No matter who it is, as long as we check, we can find out when and where she stayed in this hotel.

In this way, two people with double money into a no identity registration "black shop".

"Go straight upstairs and turn left."

The landlady sat up, counted the money, grinned and threw them a bunch of keys.

Song Yuhang directly took out double the price of the money on the counter.

Landlady nest in the chair, see someone come in lazy raised brow: "ID card."

Long time running and climbing let her a little bit panting, song Yuhang heartache, pull her close to the wall, avoid the road monitoring corner, into a small hotel.

"Nothing." Lin Yan shook his head: "it took a lot of effort, but I finally got rid of it."

See her run to come over, she this just grew a breath to welcome up: "all right?"

When Lin Yan arrived at the appointed place, song Yuhang was already waiting.

A vigorous figure climbed down the pipe with bare hands and ran into the darkness.

Fifteen minutes later, in the dark, the second floor window quietly opened a crack, and the alley was empty.

"Standard room, thank you." Song Yuhang took out the money from his wallet and handed it to him. He also went upstairs with the change and room card he found.Lin Yan whistled, gave a wink to the cupboard sister, picked up the room card and went upstairs.

There's surveillance in the lobby of the hotel, and her followers didn't come in.

"Hello, a standard room." Lin Yan took out his ID card and handed it to him. He was waiting to check in. His fingertips were beating on the counter, and he was looking behind him with his spare light.

The branches of the trees in the jungle shake, and all evils disappear.

After a while, a child of seven or eight years old, carrying a bucket of water to scrub the floor.

The shadow of the lamp on the wall casts Kuba's strong figure. The place where he drags people leaves a bloody trail, which spreads to the bottom of the stairs.

Blood splashed on the bulb.

He must be cruel. He takes people to search the room. If the girl doesn't die, he will be the one who died.

The girl was quiet in an instant.

Blood splashed everywhere.

As soon as the girl was happy, her smile froze on her face. Kuba raised the stick with her bare arms and hit her on the back of the head.

"Not bad." The man looked at the mobile phone and raised her face with a crutch: "take her home to see her family."

Trembling, the girl replied, "Li Lili

"What's your name?" He had a gentle face, perhaps in his old age, and looked more amiable.

The man leaned over and picked it up.

The cell phone flew out and landed on the crutch.

The girl raised her foot and ran. She was dragged back and fell heavily on the ground.

The wooden door creaked open.

Someone's running here.

Torches lit up in the jungle.

In panic, she stumbled into the railings, and the wooden house made an acrid sound.

"Save Help me

She suddenly looked at the past, a woman's eyes through the door staring at her, bleeding, disheveled clothes.

The men in the room screamed excitedly, and Kuba was there, too. She didn't dare to look, and her scalp was numb, until the woman's shrill scream cut through the night sky.

Embroidered cloth shoes are very light.

She had to go through here to get down the stairs to the jungle.

The girl swallowed her saliva. The corridor was at the end, and a light was on in a wooden house in front of her.

The same dead, no one to speak.

as like as two peas in every room, she passed through the door and saw many girls in the house like them.

She walked down the stairs, trying to find a quiet and signalized place to call home.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. There are bonfires in the jungle, and lights are on in several wooden houses not far away.

The girl gently pushed open the door. The guard didn't know when it was gone.

The companion lay back.

She wants to call her father and listen to her voice.

Even if I left home on impulse, I was still concerned about my child.

The girl's face was flustered. She took out her cell phone from under the pillow and went out with it in her hand.

"Forget it, I'm sorry."

The girl rushed to the copper basin in the middle of the room and said, "there is a basin."

"I can't sleep. Go to the bathroom."

The girl lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Her companion in the upper bunk poked out her head and said, "what are you doing?"

Someone snored.

Even days of running let the girls are a little tired, gradually, no one to talk.

She couldn't bear her husband's beating, so she begged her sister, who was going to work in the same village, to take her with her.

It's a common occurrence in their village.

She is a child's daughter-in-law. She is the mother of a one-year-old child.

The girl has a beautiful face, two braids, big eyes, flexible and fresh, full figure, not as shriveled as an ordinary 15-year-old girl.

"It doesn't look like it."

The girl muttered: "ten Fifteen years later... "

"And you." The conversation turned to her.

"I'm twenty-five. I'm the biggest one among you."

"I just turned 19 and wanted to earn some money for my brother to go to school."

"When I was twenty, I had a fight with my family and ran out."

There was a sullen smile in the room, and the girls kept talking.

The girl who asked the question answered, "twenty one, you have to call me sister Sheng."

After a while, she heard the bed say: "eighteen, and you?"

"How old are you?"

Finally, someone could not help but open up.

In the silent night, I only heard the creaking sound of the bed board.

It's the same with everyone else. It's over and over.

She can't sleep.

The girl lay down uneasily. The quilt was wet, and there was a peculiar smell of tropical rain forest. It might also be the smelly smell left by the previous owner."Forget it, sleep, sleep, as long as I can make money, let me do anything."

The upper bunk is her companion, sister from the same village.

After that, he closed the door again, leaving a room full of shocked girls.

Kuba didn't stop until he rummaged through their backpacks and threw everyone's passport and ID card into the sack. He said in broken Chinese, "work, don't need these, make money, don't need these, stay honest and give you money."

She did not dare to move, soft hands and feet, acquiesced in their atrocities.

Several big men looked at her like hungry wolves.

Girl subconsciously to grab, was a shoving in bed.

Kuba raised his hand, and several men in black went up and turned over their bags.

She felt the PHS in her bag and was stunned. When she was ready to call home to report her safety, Kuba came in with several people. She subconsciously put her mobile phone into the quilt.

The girl's heart became more and more uneasy.

Finally, he was taken away by some people in black.

The man named Kuba changed his face, took out his whip and yelled. The leader was startled, and he was submissive.

The leader dipped his saliva and counted. He didn't know what he said in Burmese, and his face was a little discontented.

Kuba took out a pile of money and gave it to the man who brought them.

The girl's bed is close to the door. She looks through the crack of the door as she takes things out of the old cloth bag.

"All right."

"Upper bunk."

Or the girl who just talked put her luggage on the bed: "Fangfang, where do you sleep?"

There were two more big men at the door.

The wooden door closed.

With a relieved smile on the leader's face, he went out with him.

He nodded with satisfaction and said something to the leader in Burmese.

The room is not big. It's made of wood. There are a few simple shelf beds. Kuba, the leader of the group, comes in. He's very big. He's a typical Southeast Asian, with a dark whip in his hand. His snake like greedy eyes pass these frightened girls one by one.

"From today on, you will live here. From tomorrow, Kuba will arrange work for you. As long as you do well and make the guests satisfied, it's not a problem to earn more than ten thousand a month."

Before she had finished speaking, the whole team stopped. The leader yelled out their whisper, and the group was led into a room.

"Don't you mean to take us to Southeast Asia for gold? How to get to -- "

the branches were shaking, and the short girl who was walking at the end pulled the clothes of the girls of the same age.

“go，go，ehere。” Someone pushed a group of girls through the jungle in poor English.

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