Chapter 51: Human Lives Like Blades of Grass, Firearms and Armament as Nothing (Part 1)

The plump, middle-aged man named Lague nodded slightly, patted the driver with the gold tooth on the shoulder, and then stepped forward. Seizing the ankle of a stylishly dressed, fair-skinned Asian woman, he dragged her out of the van entirely unconcerned as her tender, white body scraped against the carriage, leaving a trail of bloody streaks.

Rip!

Lague tore off the black adhesive tape blindfolding the woman's eyes, his rough action causing a look of agony to cross her face.

Though her hair, clothing, and face were dirtied and disheveled, her fine features were still discernible. Especially her red, terrified eyes at that moment, which resembled those of a frightened little white rabbit, added a peculiar, helpless allure to her appearance.

Seeing the fierce-looking men staring straight at her, Jiang Qiu's body trembled uncontrollably. She wept silently, tears streaming down her face as muffled whimpers escaped her lips.

She was a native of Donghua, having graduated from college not long ago. She had traveled with her best friend to the country of Siam for a graduation trip and to shoot some videos. They had been sleeping soundly in their guesthouse when she woke up to find herself tightly bound and tossed into a bouncing van, her eyes blindfolded, completely unaware of what had transpired.

Now, witnessing the scene before her, how could she fail to understand what she had fallen victim to? A wave of despair and deep regret surged within her heart.

Why on earth had she left Donghua to travel to Siam? Knowing full well that this region was unsafe, why had she foolishly dismissed the warnings as mere exaggerations?

Yet, it was too late for regrets now.

"The quality of the cargo this time is quite good."

Lague stared intently at Jiang Qiu's face, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth.

"Haha, you really have an eye for this. This one is of the finest grade. It seems she's even a somewhat well-known internet celebrity back in Donghua. There's likely some money to be made here, so we can dig deeper."

The gold-toothed driver chuckled as he spoke.

"Tsk, such a pretty face. Even if I got paid, I wouldn't want to let her go. This is a rare find; the boss will probably love her. You didn't taste the goods first, did you, kid?"

Lague looked at the gold-toothed driver and asked.

"How could I, Boss Lague? I know the rules. Naturally, you get to have her first."

The gold-toothed driver hastily replied.

"I don't have that kind of fortune."

Greedily, Lague stroked Jiang Qiu's face with his chubby palm, then forcefully groped her other rounded curves just to satisfy his cravings, causing the terrified tears in Jiang Qiu's eyes to flow incessantly.

"Save this one. We'll present her to the boss later and let him deal with her. Drag the others out and let's take a look."

Terror and awe toward his boss ultimately helped Lague restrain his desires, and he waved his hand to signal his subordinates.

Soon, the others were also dragged out of the van, and their blindfolds were torn off. Jiang Qiu caught sight of her best friend, whose gaze appeared somewhat vacant and absent, as if she had been scared out of her wits.

"Drag the rest of them away and get on with the routine,"

Lague said after inspecting the quality of the cargo, evil grins spreading across the faces of his subordinates.

Everyone knew what the "routine" entailed.

The men would first take turns violating the women while recording videos of the process. As for the men, they would