Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

Brother Wen is not as handsome now as when I saw him. He was punched in the left eye, which was black and blue. He was also punched in the nose. You can see that the blood on his lips has not been wiped clean.

Seeing Brother Wen's appearance, I felt relieved, so happy, so damn happy.

I looked at the configuration of the car, and there were still two women and several men. At this time, their faces had frightened looks, just like when our piggy arrived.

It's just that one of them used violence to resist.

Looking at the man being pinned down, there was a touch of admiration in my eyes. The injuries on Brother Wen's face were obviously caused by him, and he did something I didn't want to do!

"Damn it, you fucking died aside."

Zhang Liang couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes when he saw Brother Wen hugging his leg.

But Brother Wen didn't know whether he was beaten stupid or something, but he just didn't let go.

When I saw this situation, my eyes immediately lit up. Damn, isn't this an opportunity?

I took out the electric baton I asked Brother Qing for from my waist, and came to Brother Wen's side in three steps at a time.

Brother Wen seemed to be aware of it. As soon as he raised his head, before he could turn around and look at me, I stabbed him in the back with an electric baton. I looked like I was thinking about Zhang Liang:

"Didn't you hear Brother Liang asking you to let go? What are you thinking? Are Brother Liang's legs something you can hug if you want?"

Then I kicked him to the side, and the kick was still on Brother Wen's head.

Damn it, needless to say, the corners of my mouth were harder to suppress than ak's at that time.

Zhang Liang didn't react much when he saw it, but looked at me with admiration. After all, there are very few people with eyes like me.

When Brother Wen saw it was me, although he was resentful, Brother Liang didn't say anything, and he had no right to speak.

He could only stare at me with his dead fish eyes like looking up at the stars, hoping to stare me to death.

"Tsk, I didn't expect that there was a wild boar mixed in among the newly arrived piglets. It just so happens that we don't have to find anyone else. Just him."

Zhang Liang squinted his eyes and stared at the strong man who was pinned to the ground, still looking unconvinced, and looked at Brother Qing.

Brother Qing smiled evilly, not at all as calm as he usually was when talking to me, and pulled out a saber from the scabbard on his leg.

When I saw Brother Qing's movements, I seemed to have thought of something. The little finger on my left hand ached slightly. This damn finger belongs to me!

Sure enough, several people in the car were kicked off by those scum and lined up in a row in front of the strong man. Brother Qing performed. How could he do it without an audience?

Brother Qing came to the strong man, squatted down, and patted the man's face with his saber, with a hint of joking in his tone:

"Tell me, do you want ears or fingers?"

Should he say it or not, Brother Qing was a nice guy and gave him two choices.

When the man heard what Brother Qing said, he was obviously frightened and froze.

"If you don't choose, I will choose for you."

Brother Qing said as he raised the saber in his hand and pointed his fingers.

"Wait, I, I, want both..."

The strong man looked panicked and lost the momentum he had just now.

"Bah."

Brother Qing spit directly on the man's face and stepped on his hand underneath.

"I, you, I still want fingers."

Seeing that Brother Qing's knife was about to fall into his hand, the man quickly begged for mercy and chose to keep his finger.

In fact, this was beyond my expectation. If it was my choice, I might choose not to have my fingers, because I only have two ears, but I have ten fingers, so one or two less would be fine. So it affects life.

Of course, everyone has their own ambitions, and I cannot impose my own ideas on others.

When Brother Qing heard the man's words, the speed of his hand showed no sign of slowing down at all, and he chopped off the man's thumb.

"late."

Brother Qing looked at the crying and wailing man and said jokingly.

I just discovered that there are no special rules for chopping fingers. It all depends on personal mood. If you want to take a finger, just do it.

The new piglets next to them all had extremely frightened looks on their faces. Even the girl with glasses and a better face was so frightened that she cried.

I looked at those people and discovered that another woman among them had a slightly bulging belly, as if she was pregnant. It looked like she had been pregnant for several months. Otherwise, her belly wouldn't be so big. of.

Apparently, I'm not the only one who discovered this.

Zhang Liang also stared at the woman, ignored the man wailing on the ground, came straight to her, stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the woman's belly.

People who don't know, think that Zhang Liang is the husband of that woman, the husband in the woman's belly!

When the pregnant woman saw Zhang Liang's hand touching her belly, she took a step back like a frightened rabbit and tightly protected her belly with her hands.

Zhang Liang's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he stared at the woman and asked:

"How many months?"

The woman's face was stunned at first, then a hint of surprise appeared, and then a hint of surprise emerged.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the pregnant woman, Zhang Liang asked these words out of conscience and would send her away. It can only be said that her thoughts were too simple.

"It's been seven months."

The pregnant woman had a motherly look on her face, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she gently caressed her belly.

"Really? Take her there, and don't forget to say that I sent her there."

Zhang Liang glanced at the scumbag next to him and said these words to him as if he had made a deal.

The scumbag immediately nodded and agreed, leading the pregnant woman in one direction of the park.

Although I don’t know which direction of the park is, I know that it is definitely not the exit of the park!

"What, it seems like you are very interested in that pregnant woman?"

A voice came from beside me. Brother Qing came to my side at some point and wiped the blood on the knife with a rag he got from nowhere.

My face darkened, and I thought to myself, I am not that perverted.

"No, I'm just curious, where was she sent?"

I shook my head and asked the doubts in my heart.

“Do you know about cows?”