After the man finished speaking, the expression on the chubby guy’s face changed instantly. He frowned, clearly unhappy. “I was the one who brought that girl back. It’s not easy for me to let her go…”
Lee didn’t even look at him, his demeanor stern as he smoked, saying nothing.
It was Grandfather, standing on the side, who spoke first, scolding the chubby guy, “No backbone. She’s just a woman. Where can’t you find one?”
The chubby guy muttered, “It’s easy to say. There are many women, but it’s not easy to find one who’s so fair and tender. I’ve been busy with business lately, haven’t had a chance to eat meat for a few days, and was looking forward to satisfying my appetite.”
Lee remained indifferent, showing neither joy nor anger, “Is that so.”
The chubby guy forced out a smile but wisely kept quiet this time.
They were all under Grandfather Tuwa, and in terms of seniority and age, Lee was a whole generation ahead. But in this place, there was no concept of respecting the old and caring for the young; it was a jungle where the strong preyed on the weak. Lee had joined just four years ago but had already climbed to the position of the right-hand man. This young man had an iron will, a tough heart, and a ruthless hand. In a few years of blood and turmoil, he had carved out a place for himself. Except for Tuwa, none of the other bandits dared to challenge him.
The chubby guy ranked seventh or eighth here, all of them desperados, but not everyone had the courage to challenge the King Yama. So he pondered and quickly made a decision. Grinning with his yellow teeth, he said, “If someone else asked me for her, I definitely wouldn’t agree, but since it’s Brother Lee, it’s different. Isn’t it just a Chinese girl. Since you like her, my man, I’ll endure the pain and give her to you.”
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He sneered and quickly averted his gaze.
Several minutes later, half a pack of cigarettes had been smoked, and a few cigarette butts were scattered on the ground.
Tuwa sat in the room for a moment, feeling tired. He stood up to leave, and a few men escorted him to the door.
But just as he took a few steps, Tuwa remembered something, paused, and turned around. In a serious tone, he said to the men, “A few days ago, BOSS said there’s a new task for us.” He looked at the young man in his twenties, Lee, and continued, “Lee, you will go with me to see BOSS when the time comes.”
Lee nodded.
As a breeze picked up, Tuwa coughed a few times, and his tone softened. “You’ve worked hard recently. In the next few days, don’t go out. Stay at home and rest well.” His gaze swept over the fragile figure in the room, and he lifted the corner of his mouth, revealing a knowing smile shared among the men.
~
Just as Ruan Nianchu had anticipated, that night became unforgettable for her.
As a few men walked out of the room, she struggled and looked around, searching for any available sharp object within reach. She needed to escape, to save her life, to defend herself. In her peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of a cold glint – a pair of scissors lying on the ground. Ruan Nianchu felt a surge of joy and quickly maneuvered towards that direction.
However, in an instant, a forceful pull came around her waist, lifting her off the ground.
Ruan Nianchu was light, lifted by that person as if she were a cotton ball. Startled and unable to react in time, she felt the world spinning before her eyes. When she regained her composure, she found herself carried over the man’s shoulder.
It was the man called Lee.
Her mouth was taped shut, and instinctively she whimpered and struggled. After a few seconds, she realized something and calmed down. She stayed still. In this situation, she could only repeat to herself to stay calm, stay calm. These people were extremely dangerous, and she couldn’t easily provoke them.
Lee remained cold and indifferent, ignoring the others as he carried her straight out.
The Cambodian rainforest was hot and humid, and her light clothing exposed a fair portion of her lower back due to this position. The man’s hand happened to rest in that area.
It was firm, broad, and rough.
Ruan Nianchu gritted her teeth, her whole body tense, and the touch of his skin sent a burning sensation through her.
As they exited the room, she strained to turn her head and survey her surroundings. She realized they were in a camp made up of numerous wooden and thatched houses, nestled deep within the jungle, surrounded by lush greenery. The camp covered a large area, and in the blurry night, she couldn’t make out the specific details of the structures, only their silhouettes. In the middle, a bonfire burned, and a group of people sat around it, drinking and feasting, their laughter echoing loudly.
Upon seeing the guns hanging on those people’s bodies, a chill ran down Ruan Nianchu’s spine.
She was carried to another wooden house.
The person carrying her kicked the door open with his foot and then tossed Ruan Nianchu onto the bed, in an extremely rough manner. The bed was made of a few wooden planks, covered with some dry straw and a bedsheet hastily laid out. When she was thrown onto it, the bed felt hard, and she let out a muffled groan, feeling the pain.
In the next moment, Lee lit the lamp, dispelling the darkness with a dim light. He stood in the center of the room, his back facing her as he drank water, his tall and straight silhouette outlined in pure black.
Ruan Nianchu didn’t know what would happen next.
Her hands and feet were still bound, rendering her unable to move. She could only curl up at the foot of the bed, watching him with caution.
The eerie silence didn’t last long.
A slight “thud,” and the man placed the transparent glass he had in his hand on the table. Then, unexpectedly to Ruan Nianchu, he started undressing. He completely treated her as if she’s nothing.
Ruan Nianchu’s pupils contracted in an instant.
Lee took off his shirt, facing away from her, casually crumpling the black T-shirt and throwing it to the ground. Thus, she saw the man’s robust and tough back. His skin was bronze, his shoulders broad, narrowing down to his waist, forming a classic inverted triangle with streamlined back muscles and grooves, covered with numerous large and small scars.
Knife wounds, gunshot wounds, countless in number.
A giant dragon in shades of blue and gray crawled along his shoulder and arm, moving with his every motion, displaying a fierce and wild demeanor.
Suddenly, heat surged on her face. She turned away, closed her eyes, and tightened her fingers forcefully behind her back, veins popping up. Suddenly, the light disappeared around her, and at the same time, steady footsteps approached.
In the pitch-black darkness, Ruan Nianchu held her breath, hearing her heartbeat like thunder.
In just a few seconds, the man climbed onto the bed, and with a forceful pull, she was pressed beneath him. She couldn’t make a sound, but the shock and anger in her eyes glowed in the dark as she stared fixedly at the face just inches away.
The contours of the man’s face were distinct, exhibiting a rugged and handsome appearance. However, at this moment, the darkness softened his edges, making him appear somewhat gentle. It was too close; she could even see his long and thick eyelashes hanging low.
Lee stared at her as well, towering over her with cold and deep eyes. The girl’s pair of large and clear eyes, despite being covered in dirt and mud, still retained a trace of charm. His tense chest muscles pressed against her, and she could distinctly feel her rapid breath and the constant rise and fall of her rounded contours…
“Um.” Ruan Nianchu attempted to plea for mercy, making a whimpering sound.
In the next instant, Lee glanced at the window with the corner of his eye, pulled a thin blanket to cover them, blocking several prying eyes. Then, he lifted her hands above her head. Intentionally or unintentionally, his lips brushed against the hair on her forehead.
Whether out of anger or fear, Ruan Nianchu shivered violently, her entire body trembling.
He started moving, and yet her clothes remained completely intact.
Ruan Nianchu was briefly stunned, the frightened look in her eyes turning into bewilderment. Wide-eyed, his arms propped on either side of her body, his breath sprayed on her face. Warm, crisp, and somewhat ticklish.
What was he doing? She didn’t understand.
In the darkness, two strangers stared at each other. The entire room was filled only with Lee’s slightly heavy breathing and the suggestive sounds from the wooden bed.
In such a situation, Ruan Nianchu was initially confused, then dazed, and afterward, a faint blush crept onto her cheeks. With a keen sense of smell, she could detect the man’s scent in this room and on this bed.
The scent of tobacco, an extremely faint trace of blood, and a strong hormonal scent.
Ruan Nianchu stiffened her body, frowned, and stared directly into the deep black eyes above her. Whether it was an illusion or not, she saw that the color of his eyes was growing deeper, with something spreading inside.
Her heart suddenly panicked, and instinctively, she looked away.
Lee also closed his eyes.
He smelled a long-lost fragrance from the girl’s body. It resembled the jasmine blossoms that bloomed in the early morning, fresh and slightly sweet, carrying the scent of the homeland at dawn.
Outside the room, the night was as dark as undiluted ink. A few stealthy figures lingered for a moment, chuckled, and finally left with a satisfied smirk, wiping their mouths.
~
Ruan Nianchu remained by Lee’s side in this manner.
Fortunately, after that night, no one ventured near the room to eavesdrop on the wall. For two consecutive days, Lee did not touch her again, only delivering food and water at fixed times. The two of them didn’t exchange a single word.
Occasionally, the chubby guy would sneak around outside the room to catch a glimpse of the Chinese woman who was captured. Feeling itchy, he jokingly suggested to Lee, “Bro, you’ve already tasted the freshness. How about returning this woman to our buddy… if not, let me take her back for you in a few days?”
Lee remained silent, giving a cold glance, and the chubby guy shivered in response.
So, everyone in the Tuwa group understood – Lee had set his eyes on the Chinese girl who was brought in, and strangers were to keep their distance. As a result, those who coveted her beauty were wary, and none dared to make a move.
Ruan Nianchu could sense that the man called Lee was somewhat different from the others here. He hadn’t violated or harmed her, and he had even spared her from the insults of the chubby guy – a stroke of luck.
However, this didn’t deter her from constantly wanting to escape.
When she was first captured, the chubby guy searched her body, and her wallet, passport, ID card, and phone were all nowhere to be found. Even if she managed to escape successfully, she wouldn’t be able to prove her identity in this country. But these were secondary concerns. The most urgent thing now was to escape.
Ruan Nianchu had been waiting.
The opportunity came on the afternoon of the third day since her capture.
After finishing their meal, as usual, an old woman with a hunched figure came to collect their bowls and chopsticks. After she left, a young teenager, around thirteen or fourteen years old, entered the room and spoke to Lee in Khmer. In a moment, Ruan Nianchu saw Lee nodding expressionlessly and leaving through the door.
Before leaving, he glanced back at her.
During these days, Ruan Nianchu’s freedom was restricted, and her only range of movement was within this wooden hut. The only thing she could do was observe this man. She noticed that his eyes were exceptionally attractive. Most of the time, the color of his pupils was a shallow black, and his gaze was both cold and bright.
But at this moment, his eyes were very deep, a dangerous warning within the intense darkness.
Ruan Nianchu probably understood. It was a signal for her to behave and not wander around recklessly.
She nodded calmly. However, in her heart, she thought that she would be foolish not to run while he was away.
Lee left, and his footsteps gradually faded away along the wooden floor outside. After a few minutes, she gritted her teeth, opened the door to check, and found the corridor and the open space in front were unexpectedly empty, devoid of anyone else.
A heaven-sent opportunity. Ruan Nianchu steeled herself and took a step forward.
~
The camp was really big, and Ruan Nianchu spent nearly twenty minutes making her way out, narrowly avoiding getting lost. During that time, she managed to evade two patrolling boy scouts armed with guns.
Outside, the jungle was dense, with leaves and branches blocking out the sky, creating a lush and thriving environment that filtered the sunlight. The stifling heat filled the air with the sounds of insects and birds.
Ruan Nianchu ran forward without looking back.
In this unfamiliar place she had never visited, she had no knowledge of the paths and had to proceed aimlessly. Suddenly, her lower leg was pricked by something, and she frowned. Looking down, she realized she had stumbled over thorns.
Without stopping, Ruan Nianchu continued despite the pain.
However, at that moment, a voice unexpectedly sounded behind her—deep and low, “You’ve just entered a minefield. Take another step, and no one can save you.”
Ruan Nianchu’s eyes flickered. The voice spoke in Chinese, fluently and correctly. She turned around to find a tall figure against the backlight, leaning casually against a tree trunk, staring at her with indistinct eyes.
Surprise momentarily overshadowed her panic, and she asked in disbelief, “You can actually speak Chinese?” Realizing the man’s Chinese pronunciation was too standard, she blurted out, “Are you Chinese?”
“It doesn’t matter who I am.”
Li Teng remained calm. “What matters is that only by following me can you stay alive.”
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