A face slowly appeared on the two-meter-high wall in the backyard. All the features told me that this guy was a local Burmese. I blinked at Valentina who was hiding behind the chair and said with lip language

: "What's going on?"

The girl rolled her eyes and pursed her lips to indicate that she didn't know.

The faces on the courtyard wall slowly retreated after investigation. Valentina and I ran to the wall in tacit understanding, and immediately put our ears against the wall. The sound followed the conductor and immediately reached our ears.

"Remember, if you go in soon, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you will be arrested and then leave. You have to be quick, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, boss, this medicine is very effective. Just put it in your mouth and those little guys will faint immediately!"

"Then be careful. Once the guards are alerted, they will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

"superior!"

From what I heard, I guessed that these guys were human traffickers. I knew there were a lot of child prostitutes in Myanmar, but I didn’t know that these guys dared to steal children like this. I looked at Valentina and asked for her opinion.

The girl had an angry look on her face, stared, slowly pulled out the knife, and then slowly slashed her neck.

I nodded, and then slowly pulled out the dagger while pressing my body tightly against the wall. These guys were amateurs and could hardly arouse my fighting mood. How could anyone discuss the action plan after arriving at the location? I thought

The conversation they just had made me almost want to laugh.

"Boom!" The first person jumped down from the courtyard wall and landed right in front of me. This guy was holding a pistol, squatting on the ground and staring at the passage leading to the front yard, making a show of showing off to his companions.

Then, one after another, short Burmese people jumped in. There were six people in total, one stayed outside to provide support, there were five people in front of us, one in front, and four people behind in twos and twos.

Except for the first one who was holding a pistol, the rest of the guys were bare-handed and had a short knife in their waists. Valentina and I looked at each other and smiled, and then slowly touched it. Although the opponent's vigilance was so low that

It's hard for me to imagine, but we still completed all technical actions carefully and conscientiously.

I held my breath and followed the pace of the last person and slowly approached. The same pace was less likely to be noticed by the enemy. Just when I could almost hear the other person's breathing, I slowly stretched out my left hand.

, at the same time, the dagger in his right hand was already aimed at his waist, and while the dagger was as sharp as clay, it penetrated into his body.

, covering his mouth and nose with my left hand, this guy suddenly softened in my arms like cotton. His horrified eyes did not stay for a second before they became dimmed by the dagger I inserted into his heart. I didn't

I chose to cut the trachea because they were too close and I was worried that the hissing sound of blood spurting out would react to the people in front.

Valentina and I kept pace. After we killed two other people in the same way, we followed the leader silently.

"Get ready, those little guys are on the left!" This guy said softly, self-righteously, and then even waved to me and Valentina.

Valentina stretched out her hands and locked his head in an instant. She pulled her hands back, and after a snap of bones being broken, the guy's head drooped on his chest as if it had lost support.

"Clean up, don't let the children see it!" Valentina looked at the corpses on the ground, and then said: "I'll catch the one outside!"

"Wait!" I grabbed her.

"What?"

"It is our Chinese custom that men take charge of the outside world and women take charge of the house!" After I finished speaking, I ran out with a smile.

I walked out of the front door and slowly walked around the wall of the backyard. This little guy was probably about fifteen or sixteen years old, looking around in a panic. This poor little guy didn't even have a knife in his hand.

Gen Bu Bang stood there shivering.

"Hey, little brother, do you have any cigarettes?" I pretended to be passing by and walked over to him casually.

My sudden appearance startled him, and he instinctively glanced at the courtyard wall, then immediately looked away, pretending to be calm, took out a pack of cigarettes and threw it over.

Catching the cigarette he threw over, I slowly took out one and said some words of thanks. I slowly handed the cigarette to him. Just when he reached out to take it, I pulled him away.

He put him in his arms, and at the same time pressed his right hand on his neck artery, the guy immediately passed out.

During more than a year in Camel, I have learned more and more about the techniques of knocking people unconscious, and the theoretical knowledge has become clearer through exchanges with other mercenaries. If you hit the back of the head to knock people out,

It requires a certain degree of impact on the brain stem to cause a temporary shock; if hitting the front causes coma, the blow must have knocked out the air.

The tube and the soft tissue around it can cause soft tissue contusion and cause coma; if it is hit on the side, it will probably hit the artery and cause syncope. As I become more and more familiar with the position of the human body, I like this more and more now.

It seems to be a gentle method. Not only is this method less turbulent, but it is also more effective. The most important thing is that the prisoner can be easily awakened and the damage is minimal.

I tied up the little guy and threw it aside, then I took two steps back, jumped deep and grabbed the wall of the backyard, and climbed up with my hands hard.

"Then, before I could sit firmly, a sack containing a dead body was thrown up. Although the Burmese people are not tall, this girl threw the bag weighing more than 100 kilograms very easily. I really don't know what happened to me on the bed.

To subdue her.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead. Who are you?" After we sorted out the bodies, we started the interrogation. I can now easily distinguish between pretending to be dead. The rhythm of breathing when a person faints and when he wakes up are very different.

Don't.

This little guy is not old, but he has a certain maturity that belies his age. "They forced me to do it. I am so young, I can only listen to them. Please, please spare me!" This guy turned over.

Then he got up and acted for me while crying and howling.

"Why are you arresting these children?" Valentina pulled out the knife. It seemed that moving the corpses made her feel particularly bad.

"Well... boys will be sold to rich people, girls will be given away, just given away..."

"A brothel?" Valentina said angrily. I didn't understand why she was so angry. Child prostitutes have existed for thousands of years, and we are not surprised by things that make it difficult for me to feel a wave of emotion. Even in

In developed countries like the United States and the United Kingdom, there are still some dignitaries who like child prostitutes. Where there is demand, there is supply, and a market is formed, but it is not as blatant as here.

"Tell me the location of your group, and I will save you. You know, he is a murderer!" Valentina glanced at me, and then at the bags oozing blood next to him.

Perhaps the scar on my face had an effect, but the little guy actually said it all in a trembling breath. "Let me go, please?"

"Okay, I'll save you right now! Click!" Valentina spoke softly and at the same time, she broke his neck.

"What the hell are you doing? He's still a child!" I cursed angrily looking at the dead young body.

Valentina slowly raised her head, with tears on her face, "He has no hope. His eyes are full of insidiousness, cunning, cruelty, and killing, so..."

"Okay, I understand, there are still a lot of things waiting for us to do!" I patted this girl on the shoulder. She was so strong that she didn't need too much comfort from me.
Chapter completed!