Chapter 284 Mr. Control, Mo Jingshen

The middle-aged knife and the cold man looked at the warmth of the season and turned to speak in the Cambodian language. Several people in the wooden house suddenly rushed out and went outside to investigate the situation.

After a few minutes, the people ran in. Obviously the people here are not all Cambodians, most of them are gangs from all over the world. When they came in, they sometimes mixed with Cambodian Khmer. Sometimes mixed with some English that is not particularly fluent.

But the seasonal warming probably sounded out. These people called the middle-aged knife male to be Ajib, and it was a very respectful tone. It seems that this Ajibu is the boss of this gang. Even if it is not the boss, it must be a veteran. .

The sometimes mixed English made her finally hear some clues.

"It was the nearby fishermen who hunted into the forest and stepped on the minefield. They had already been blown up, so the alarm was just sounded. The people at the XI base outside the jungle have not yet moved."

Ajibu calmed his face and ignored the people who had just come in to report. He turned to look at the two tall and short people who followed: "Is this woman caught by you?"

One high and one short two busy and respectful response: "Yes."

Ajibu is not happy, frowning: "What happened?"

The short fat man said: "This woman is not with the people of the XI base, but sneaking around Tonle Sap, we suspect that she has a problem, so she stunned her back."

"The XI base has never allowed a woman to enter, to find out what she is coming from? Where is the person sent?"

The short-skinned man squatted and said, "I seem to be a tourist in a village near Tonle Sap Lake. In the past two years, there have been many tourists from all over Cambodia. This woman is white and clean, and there is nothing on her body. It’s impossible to have a relationship with the XI base. It may have been misunderstood by us..."

Ajib snorted and sat down on the chair. He looked at the warm season and frowned. He asked the old woman a few words in Cambodian.

The old woman said a few words to him while pulling the warm season. He was suspicious of the fact that the season was a dumb, and he still looked suspicious. He suddenly said coldly, and suddenly someone came over. The season warmed up and took it out.

The result of taking it out is, search!

The dark-skinned man with a thick hand made her into a tent, and she was about to tear her clothes. The season began to struggle, and the old woman came in and took a few glances and said. After the words, those talents are reluctant to retreat.

The old woman came over and personally searched for the warmth of the season. After being checked from the inside out, the old woman looked at her with satisfaction and helped her dress the clothes and then untied the rope. .

The warm hands and feet are completely free, but in this place can not rush out, intuitively this old woman seems to think she is useful, so she will protect her.

Can't escape, for the time being can only wait and see what has changed.

......

Sure enough, as the season warms, the old woman seems to be the aunt who brought Ajibu from where she took care of the gang of Ajib for many years. Usually, these people are cooking and watering to make up their clothes, although they are similar to the babysitter. The work of the next person, but because of his age and careful enough, he is deeply trusted by these people, so everyone is respectful to this old woman.

The old woman is not in good health, she has no strength to work, and when she sees the warm season, she will cook and let her go to cook with her.

After the warm weather stayed here for a night that was not stable enough, the next day the old woman took her to Ajib. The warm season was forced by the old woman to change into a woman in a Cambodian farm. The white dress of the kind of voile worn, this skirt has no pocket from top to bottom.

The old woman used Cambodian to know what she was saying with Ajib, but from the eyes of Ajibu and his several men who suddenly flew to the warm season, it was probably the old woman who suggested that they stay first. The warm season is working here, and I am always ready to follow her to stare at her to ensure that she will not do anything that threatens them. The old woman should also mention that the warm season is a beautiful woman, who will cook and stay. It’s not that they will suffer at least if they suffer at least, and those who look at the warmth of the season are more and more unbearable for her.

The warm season is still low, and the head is still not talking. It seems that I can't understand their expressions and I don't understand anything. I just hold the food that I just cooked with the old woman, put the food on the table, and then bow my head. It seems that I am very afraid of the white dress on my body. It is quiet, as if it does not exist, and will not disturb them.

Ajib was not like those who were staring at her with hot eyes. She still looked at her coldly and suddenly said something in English: "Leave her life for a while, let her Do things here, Dali, you will follow her from now on, if she has any suspicious movements, kill directly."

The young, strong, dark man named Dali nodded directly.

This Ajib Mingming can use the Cambodian language to tell this sentence, but it is said to be English, obviously, it is said to give the season warm.

The suspicion of this person has not been dispelled. It seems that it is not easy to get out of the warm season here.

The warmth of the season seems to have kept head down as if nothing had been heard.

It wasn't until Ajibu tasted the warm-fried meals, and suddenly looked at her thoughtfully for a while, and turned to the person in English. He said, "Is Mr. Control not eating anything for three days? Let her go Give Mr. Control a meal, this tastes good, he may eat."

Who is Mr. Control?

The warmth of the season feels that this Ajib can use the Control code to describe people, it is absolutely impossible to be too simple.

The old woman apparently did not expect to use Ajib’s distrust of the warmth of the season, but actually let the season warm to give the person a meal, and immediately asked the sentence, Ajibu was a look. When I came back, I turned to the head and said: "Dali, take her to give Mr. Control a meal."

Dali responded with a sigh, and followed him with his eyes.

The season is still unclear, but now I can only take care of my life for a while. She goes back to take the meals that she had made before, carefully put them in the tray, and then follow Dali all the way to the area hidden behind the jungle.

It wasn't until outside of a wooden house that was guarded by a very strong man. Dali stared at her, opened the door and let her in.

The season warmed up on the plate, and there was some damp mildew in the wooden house, but as soon as she stepped in, she suddenly saw the familiarity of the clear, grassy atmosphere.

She stunned her expression in an instant, raised her eyes and looked into the inside of the wooden house.

(End of this chapter)