After a new product is developed in the village, these outsiders will be immediately arranged to test the poison.
Foreigners are helpless. If they are caught by the people in the village, they are just like personal belongings. They can be tortured in any way they want. They can be used to test poisons to maximize their profits.
They forced the captured foreigners to take flour continuously, and then observed and recorded what kind of reactions these people would have after using it.
They will also let these people conduct experiments through various methods such as smoking, oral administration, injection, etc.
After this operation, few people can survive. Even if they survive, it is just luck. After two days, a new product will appear, and they will inevitably die in the end.
But to the village, killing a foreigner is like killing a chicken, and there is no sense of guilt at all.
If one dies, they will continue to replace the other. Just like a laboratory will never pity a white mouse. As long as the finished product is not perfect, it will continue to experiment. It will not stop for a period of time until a new product completely meets the standards in terms of efficacy and so on. .
But you thought this was the end?
of course not!
For the outsiders in the village, they have another way of squeezing these outsiders dry.
Hiding poison!
That's right, it's about hiding drugs. The village itself is a big factory. If someone produces products, it's natural that someone needs to be able to transport these products out.
By what method is it transported? Ordinary land, sea and air transportation can be easily detected and the transported goods can be confiscated.
In this situation, another way naturally arises, the body hides poison.
Packages of flour are wrapped in non-digestible plastic bags and then swallowed directly by you.
If you can't swallow it, then you have to force it in.
The mouth is definitely not easy to stuff, and it is easy to suffocate, but it is different from the back. It hurts a little at most, and you can stuff it in with just force.
Not willing? Sorry, there is no place for rejection here. If you can't swallow it, I can only let you bloom!
These wrapped plastic bags are either sent into the stomach or into the rectum, and then spit out or pulled out when they reach the appropriate place.
No matter what you ate before you went there, you had to pick it up because of the smell when you got there.
Don't think that if you have a certain fetish and it will be developed later, you will be fine just because you don't feel pressure to pretend to be these things.
The most dangerous thing about helping them transport white flour is the plastic bag that may crack inside your body at any time. Once the white flour inside leaks out, you will have no choice but to wait for death.
What is usually sold is diluted flour, but what is put into your body is very pure flour.
If a small bag breaks open in your body, your entire nervous system will collapse and you will die from extreme excitement.
Of course, if you are lucky and successfully trade twice, you will make a lot of money for them.
They will be a little polite to you, give you some free noodles when nothing happens, and keep you under control.
Sometimes they will even find women for you, pay you wages, and keep you entertained.
But these things cannot be touched. Once touched, you will never be able to escape and will die in a corner sooner or later.
Aung San also told me that there are many hills in the woods behind the village, and foreigners are buried in them.
"Thanks, brother!" After hearing what he said, I realized how serious it was that I just walked alone.
"It's okay. They will still give me some thin noodles in the village. As long as you don't go to the factory, there will be no safety issues." Aung San said.
"Just stay here for the next few days. I'll have food delivered to you."
Aung San and I were talking, and Nie Zixuan and others also heard the sound and walked out.
I repeated Aung San’s instructions and reminded them not to run around in the village.
Aung San suddenly looked at Nie Zixuan, "Brother, you need to be careful about outsiders in the village, and you need to be even more careful about outside women. It's best to keep your friends from showing up in the village."
Then he explained to me the reason.
In most villages in northern Myanmar, there are very few women. Some women are captured from outside. Women in the villages only have the status of being used for pleasure.
You can often see people in the village getting high with white powder. When they see a woman, they will rush to her, no matter where they are, even if it is on the main road, they will take off their clothes.
Sometimes we would have fun together. As long as they were adults, there was no man in the village who would not participate.
When the time comes, the captured woman becomes a tool for everyone to pour out their desires.
Friends who have watched American TV series know that once foreign men and women eat two mouthfuls of noodles, negative distance movement will inevitably occur next.
There is no other reason. This thing can not only make people happy, but also has effects on certain aspects. If you are energetic, you will not sleep all night.
Among them there will be some who are elderly or in poor physical condition.
Once the body can't keep up, other means will be used, such as wine bottles, rolling pins, or even gun barrels, anything that can kill people will be used directly.
Under the stimulation of flour, the fate of these women can be imagined, and many of them were played to death.
This is why Aung San asked Nie Zixuan to try not to show up. Once the perverts in the village see Nie Zixuan, they will definitely find ways to get her.
The cruel and perverted life in the village made our scalps numb and our hearts even more frightening.
"I'm just going to stay here these days and won't go anywhere!" Nie Zixuan also nodded in fear, determined not to leave this place at all these days.
As we were talking, a girl brought us some food.
"Brother, everything you told me is here!" The girl's voice was light and her skin was dark, but her delicate face could not be concealed.
We all looked at her and Aung San who had just finished speaking with some confusion.
"This is my sister. The people in the village have watched her grow up, and she can live in the village only with my protection." Aung San touched his nose and said helplessly.
"My old man is quite capable, and with me, none of them would dare to touch my sister, but I can't guarantee that for you."
"If they really attack you, they won't necessarily betray me. It's better to be careful."
Aung San is considered young and promising in the village and has his own team, but where there are people, there are gangs, and the villagers also have young people who cannot deal with him.
If these people want to attack us, he can't stop them.
After what he said, I broke out in a cold sweat, and a chill went straight down my spine.
I thought this village was a pleasant place to stay, but I didn't expect that there were so many ways inside, and the cruel methods were three points more cruel than the piggies in the park.
I realized that I couldn’t stay in this place for a long time. Even if it was endorsed by Song Xiaoxue and maintained by the villagers of Aung San, I still couldn’t stay in this place for a long time.
We must find a way to leave as soon as possible!
But this world is so wonderful. Before we could figure out a way out, what happened in Myawaddy Park spread to the village.
This hurricane-like news directly pushed a few of us to the forefront, and even almost fell into the village.
