The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

In a forgotten corner of Tiger Country, Sun Dongliang and Wu Ming quietly brought an old man to a remote and dilapidated house.

The surrounding trees are lush, but they cannot conceal the desolation and gloom of this place.

There was an indescribable evil on Sun Dongliang's face, as if he was holding not only a toolbox, but also the key to the power of life and death.

He stared at the old man with a cold light flashing in his eyes, as if saying: "Don't you want to cut off my kidneys? Now, I will let you taste the feeling of losing your kidneys." A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Sun Dongliang's mouth, and that smile was full of anticipation for the coming pain.

Wu Ming stood aside, watching all this quietly.

Although he was not directly involved, he was deeply shocked by the scene.

This is the consequence of offending Sun Dongliang. He is a man who can be so cruel even to his own compatriots. His methods are so brutal that they are frightening.

The old man was tied to a tattered wooden chair, his face full of fear and despair.

Sun Dongliang opened the toolbox and took out a scalpel and other tools.

He skillfully injected the old man with anesthetic, but even so, the old man's body trembled uncontrollably.

Sun Dongliang ignored the old man's fear and began to operate with concentration.

Every time the knife was cut, it seemed to carve a deep mark on the old man's soul.

The old man's face was full of pain, but he was no longer able to resist and could only let Sun Dongliang do whatever he wanted.

Throughout the whole process, Wu Ming remained silent.

He watched Sun Dongliang's every move, feeling the despair emanating from the old man.

Finally, Sun Dongliang put down the knife in his hand.

He looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, as if he was appreciating a work of art.

The old man had fainted from the pain, and a shocking wound was left on his waist.

Sun Dongliang turned and looked at Wu Ming, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

I have taught the old man a profound lesson this time.

Sun Dongliang held a sharp scalpel in his hand, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Glancing at the old man tied to a worn-out wooden chair, an indescribable anger welled up in my heart.

The thought that he had lost the ability to enjoy himself for some reason, while the old man could still find a companion, and even a group of them, made Sun Dongliang's anger grow more and more intense.

Sun Dongliang held the scalpel tightly, his fingers turning white from the force.

Every breath he took carried with him the resentment and jealousy surging from deep within his heart.

His eyes were fixed on the old man's waist, as if they were going to pierce through his skin and directly into his heart.

"Since you can't even play yourself, forget about touching a woman again!" Sun Dongliang whispered through gritted teeth, his voice full of malice and cruelty.

Sun Dongliang no longer hesitated and swung the scalpel in his hand, cutting it down with precision and ruthlessness.

The old man let out a shrill scream, but the sound was quickly suppressed by the effect of the anesthetic.

His face was full of fear and despair, but Sun Dongliang didn't care. He watched the old man turn from a man into a eunuch coldly, and an indescribable pleasure surged in his heart.

Sun Dongliang threw down the scalpel in his hand and turned away.

There was a hint of satisfaction and pride on his face, as if he had just completed a great work.

This time, I have completely cut off the old man's thoughts, making him unable to enjoy that kind of pleasure again. Offending me? This is the result!

A few hours later, the old man woke up painfully from his coma.

His eyes opened and the first thing he saw was the shabby room and the ropes tied to his body.

His face was covered in sweat and his body was shaking from the intense pain.

The old man tried to move his body, but found a heart-wrenching pain in his waist.

He looked down and saw that his waist was wrapped in thick bandages and covered in blood.

He instantly understood what had happened, and a strong sense of anger and despair surged in his heart.

"Sun Dongliang! You beast!" The old man screamed with all his might, like a pig being slaughtered.

The old man couldn't believe that he was treated so cruelly.

Not only did he lose his kidneys, but he also lost his dignity and pride as a man.

The old man endured the severe pain and struggled to climb down from the chair.

With trembling hands, he untied the ropes on his body and stood up with difficulty.

Although his body was in great pain, his heart was filled with the flame of revenge.

He took out his cell phone, his fingers trembling with pain, but he still dialed his boss's number firmly.

The boss's voice came from the other end of the phone. The old man took a deep breath and said with all his strength: "Boss, I was harmed by those two guys Sun Dongliang and Wu Ming! Not only did they cut my kidneys, they also chopped off my vitals! I must take revenge! You must help me!"

The boss was silent for a while on the other end of the phone, then said, "Don't worry, tell me what happened in detail. I will find a way to help you get revenge."

The old man took a deep breath and began to describe what had happened in detail.

The old man angrily accused Sun Dongliang and Wu Ming of their crimes, and expressed his determination to take revenge.

After hanging up the phone, the old man's boss did not actively plan a revenge plan as he wished, but fell into deep thought.

He knew that although the old man had suffered a tragic misfortune, what was more important was how to deal with this series of chain reactions.

The boss knows very well that the value behind the old man is far more than just an ordinary clinic manager, and it also involves some sensitive and mysterious project construction.

So, he quickly dialed a mysterious phone number.

On the other end of the phone, there was a deep and majestic voice that sounded as if it came from another world.

The boss simply recounted what happened, and then asked cautiously: "The old man has become a disabled person, what should we do next?"

The mysterious man on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he spoke coldly: "It's of no value anymore, just get rid of it." His voice revealed an unquestionable indifference and cruelty.

When the boss heard this, he was startled.

He understood that this was not only a verdict on the old man, but also a warning to their entire team.

Waste has no value, and if it has no value, it's time to die.

He was well aware of the power and influence of this mysterious man, and if he angered him, the consequences would be disastrous.

So he nodded quickly and promised to deal with the matter as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, a complicated expression appeared on his face.

"Purify the old man, do it now."

The boss looked at the man in black standing at the door. This was the order from the higher-ups. The old man knew a little bit about the secrets here. Since he had no value anymore, he should be purified.