Who is the prey of whom?

The rain was heavy and there were rolling thunder. Staying in the woods in this weather was undoubtedly a dead end. Phong found a small cave where they could take shelter from the rain temporarily. Outside the cave was a like vast rain curtain. The rainwater that gathered on the ground kept flowing from high to low along the terrain. The unique red soil of the Indochina Peninsula made the rainwater that gathered in the valley gradually turn into a light red stream.

After a while, the road they had walked before became unrecognizable. How to find the direction they came from? The rainstorm in the dense forest of the Golden Triangle was really terrible.

In the cave, Saree and Flore leaned against each other tightly, and their wet clothes stuck to their bodies, which was very uncomfortable. Phong lit a pile of leaves on the ground, and the cold cave immediately became warm. Saree took the little girl to the fire to keep warm. After a day, their clothes were wet and dry, but it was not the time to get sick.

Having just lost another accomplice, the two traffickers sat without saying a word, their heads and faces were covered with rain, their faces were gloomy. They were very manic, but they couldn't roar, because in the situation just now, it was useless to blame anyone. The middle-aged man leaned against the stone wall and closed his eyes to rest. Sometimes when he opened his eyes and glanced at the boy blocking the entrance of the cave, his cheek muscles would twitch slightly.

Tomorrow, only tomorrow can he get out of this hellhole! He wanted to fly to the handover place immediately, and after delivering the goods, he would ask Kunman to shoot this arrogant and rude boy!

The ugly face of the short man looked particularly terrifying in the firelight. After the fire was lit, he took off his shirt and squeezed the water hard, revealing his dark and sturdy body. Seeing that the two girls were shrinking in the corner and dared not look at him, he showed a vicious smile on his mouth. In rumors, when Kunman got tired of playing with the girls he bought, the girls would have the bestiality with his own animals. If it's true? When the short man thought of that scene, he couldn't help but get an erection. The two little bitches, they will know what real hell is after they are handed over to the buyers. Before this, if these two girls who look more tender than tofu can be touched by him, how great it would be?

The fire was not burning strong enough, and the cold wind blew from outside the cave. Saree and Flore sneezed several times in a row. Phong glanced at them, leaned against the stone wall, and blocked most of the cold wind blowing in. This night was spent in a strange and silent atmosphere.

The next morning, Phong woke everyone up and continued on the road. In the forest after the rainstorm, the air was particularly fresh, but the road was muddy and difficult to walk. After walking slowly for a while, the temperature in the woods gradually rose, and the moist forest began to heat up under the scorching sun, as if people were walking in a huge steamer.

"How long will it take?" The middle-aged man was almost breathless from the heat.

"Soon." Phong answered briefly without looking back. Because of the heat, he had taken off his coat and wrapped it around his waist. He only wore a gray T-shirt under his camouflage uniform. The sweaty T-shirt stuck to his sturdy body, and the arms exposed under the short sleeves formed a wild and smooth line.

The middle-aged man stopped talking and stared at the boy's feet, not daring to look wrong. Two subordinates had died inexplicably, and he would never make the same mistake again before reaching the destination.

Ten minutes later, the crowd came out of a low bush, and the middle-aged man suddenly shouted in surprise: "It's there! We're there! That's it!"

He rushed two steps, slid down the slope, and looked excitedly at a dilapidated wooden house not far ahead. He had been here before! It was just that previously he drove from the driveway, but now he arrived from the side slope of the wooden house.

This was originally a sentry post of a guerrilla army, but now it has been abandoned, with only a few dilapidated wooden houses left and a high platform sentry post that had collapsed at the front and back exits. Since this place is close to the base camp of the drug lord Kunman, they always deliver goods here and then hand them over to Kunman's subordinates.

"Boss, there are a lot of cars over there. Have the guys who receive the goods come?" The short man also rushed down the hillside, looking at the heavy military trucks parked in front of the wooden house in front with some doubts.

"It's almost time, fortunately we're here!" The middle-aged man smiled. It seems that there are more people coming this time. In addition to receiving the goods, maybe there are other missions, but it has nothing to do with them. They just need to deliver the goods, take the money, and leave. Brother CHAN has been on the A-level wanted list in China. They don't know if he can escape. If Brother CHAN is not counted, they can take all the money and hide in the special zone to enjoy for a few years!

"The boy behind..." When they arrived at the destination, the short man couldn't restrain his violent nature. He wanted to return the humiliation he suffered along the way twice! Later, he will crush this boy's bones inch by inch.

"Watch out, don't let him run away with the goods. Ask Kunman's subodinates to treat him well later." The middle-aged man whispered.

"Sister Saree, what's wrong with you?" Flore, who was following behind Saree, looked at Saree's flushed face with worry.

"I'm fine." Saree responded softly, trying to keep up with Phong who was going downhill.

"You are sick." After just two steps, she was embraced by Phong, and his two thin lips pressed against her sweaty forehead. He frowned at the scorching temperature of her forehead. She's so fragile to have a fever like this in just one day.

Phong leaned over to pick up the girl and strode down the slope. At this time, over at the wooden house, several fully armed soldiers came to the crowd with vigilance.

"We are all your friends! Good friends!" The middle-aged man and the short man raised their hands with flattering smiles on the faces.

Phong didn't stop at all, holding Saree and marching towards the wooden house. Does this guy want them to be shot? The middle-aged man's face changed slightly and was about to stop him.

Several soldiers approaching had already seen Phong. Then something jaw-dropping happened. The soldiers with guns stopped immediately and saluted Phong!

"Ah Phong, I'm here to pick you up, isn't that nice?"

In front of the wooden house, the man on the recliner stood up and walked out of the shadows: "Hey, what's that in your hand?"

This man was wearing camouflage pants and a white vest. He was tall, strong and had a dark skin that was unique to Burmese people, but his facial features were very deep. As soon as he appeared, there was an indescribable feeling of vice in the air. He looked at Phong with a smile, then squinted at the little girl following closely behind Phong, and the two shocked traffickers.