Record of northern Myanmar

A black pickup truck drove over.

Aqiang and Wangkan got out of the car, and a man I didn't recognize also jumped out from behind.

They walked up to Alai and me and said, "Brother Meng!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" I said, watching others take over the minivan and drive into the park, shouting: "Alai!"

Alai understood, took out his mobile phone, and transferred money to them in front of me.

"Thank you, Brother Meng!" Aqiang smiled and took out his phone and took a look, "Then let's go!"

"Okay! Go back and rest first. I'll discuss something with you later!"

"Okay, let's have dinner together then!"

Watching them leave and everyone else go in, I turned back to the door and closed the door behind me again.

Alai and the other guards followed the pickup truck and trotted toward the office building.

I followed slowly.

When they arrived in front of the small building, the minivan stopped. Several guards jumped on the back of the truck and pulled off the rainproof cloth. Underneath were many chicken cages with people locked inside...

These people were still unconscious. They were all well-dressed and very young. As A Qiang said, they were in their twenties or thirties.

They got the person out and carried him to the car, while someone carried him into the small building.

I followed and walked inside, while Ahu stood in the hall and watched.

"Brother Tiger!" I shouted, "Look at the quality."

Ahu nodded, "My family seems to be well off!"

A guard came in and handed me a men's handbag. When I opened it, there was a business card inside.

"Tianya Club!" I handed the business card to Ahu.

Ahu took it and took a look, "That's the person who travels all over the world. He has strength, energy, and good health!"

Watching them move everyone into a room in the corridor, Ahu said: "Go over and take a look."

That room was not large, perhaps the smallest room here.

It turned out to be a utility room, but it was just over three square meters.

There are eight people inside, so they can only pile them up.

The guards took off all their clothes, including their accessories, and threw them in.

I raised my eyebrows but said nothing. It must have been Ahu's order.

Recalling the initial experiences I had in northern Myanmar, all kinds of inhuman scenes flashed by.

I licked my teeth with the tip of my tongue, and now I have completely switched from another role to this one.

What has been experienced before can also be added to these people.

I can't quite figure out what's going on with my disgusting mentality. I just know that I've suffered a lot in the past, and now I'm going to vent it out on others.

I think I have become bad, in the true sense of the word.

There was actually a hint of bloodthirsty, and some eagerness to try.

"I just asked them to treat the new piglets according to the previous rules!" Ahu stared at me, "You are lucky, you have not experienced it completely, but you have seen it! I think you now understand why This is how we treat them, so this time you can watch and participate, and from next time, it will be all under your control!"

I nodded, "Okay, Brother Tiger!"

Ahu is still teaching me how to become a qualified pig farmer and butcher!

The new piggies must be beaten, humiliated, electrocuted, and burned in various ways to break their will and cause them to have a mental breakdown.

After that, he will be very obedient and help you do things without daring to resist at all.

This is their method, and it will be my method in the future.

Of course, there will be surprises here.

Some piglets have stronger willpower and are smarter, so they will survive this stage, pretend to obey, and then look for opportunities to escape.

As for this kind of piglet, besides death, there are many ways to deal with it.

For example, selling organs, or selling whole people.

I have never experienced this kind of treatment process, and I guess Ahu will take me to experience it before too long.

Of these eight people, five are men and three are women.

They are all members of that club.

They are young, energetic, and from well-off families. When dealing with such people, the sense of superiority they care about most begins to disintegrate.

It would take Aqiang seven or eight hours to bring them back from Thailand.

This kind of person who has been in a coma is mentally depressed and physically weak. This is the best time to take action.

Ahu signaled to his guards that they could start.

I saw them opening the door, dragging a person out and entering the room opposite.

Ahu and I were watching from the door.

This is a man with a neatly trimmed beard and a good figure.

Pour a basin of cold water on the person to wake him up.

"What's wrong with me..." The man woke up slowly and struggled to sit up. The water on the ground slipped and he couldn't get up.

He tilted his head and looked to the side, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Who are you? I..."

Only then did he realize that he was naked, and panic immediately crawled onto his face.

"what happened?"

"Where am I? What happened? Who are you? Gao Li! Xiaowei?"

The futile shouts made him feel a sense of danger. He wanted to get up, but he was too weak and could only lean against the wall.

"Who are you? What have you done to me? Where are my clothes? Where are my friends?"

The guards laughed heartily, taunting and making fun of the men.

He raised his voice and imitated men, "Who are you? What did you do to me? Where are my clothes? Where are my friends?"

"Ha ha……"

"Jab Lala!"

A guard knelt down and thrust the electric baton into the water on the ground.

The man twitched all over and screamed, "Ah..."

The electric baton left and the man collapsed to the ground.

Then, again.

Again!

Soon, the man was stiff, foaming at the mouth, and convulsing.

The guard paused, waiting for the man to recover on his own.

When I looked at this man, I felt calm.

I have experienced this kind of pain more than once, and few people can bear it.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the man gradually regained his composure and lay on the ground panting.

Just like that, he still had the energy to speak.

"I was kidnapped, right?"

"How much do you want?"

"Who instigated you? How much did he pay? I'll pay double!"

"Give me a sweet word!"

Ahu and I looked at each other and both smiled, knowing that this man was not short of money.

The guards didn't answer at all. They picked up the man and threw him to the other side. Then they pulled out a woman from the small room opposite.

The woman seemed to wake up, but was unable to resist.

The man thought that the guards were going to give the woman electric shocks, so he struggled for a moment and said, "Let her go. How much will it cost?"

The guard standing next to him, without saying a word, picked up the telescopic baton in his hand and hit him all over the head and face.

This kind of baton is a swing stick. It usually has a handle. When you swing it, a thin steel bar appears.

When hit on the body, there will be a swollen and bloody mark.

It hurt so much that it made the man roll on the floor.

The woman tried to look in his direction, her eyes widened and her pupils constricted.

"Brother Hai! Brother Hai! Stop fighting, stop fighting!" She cried, her voice weak, more like being coquettish.

The guards laughed, lifted her up to the man, and faced him in a very shameful posture.

"If you fall in love with her, we'll let you go!"