Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Brother Peng..."

That's right, this man is none other than Brother Peng.

For Brother Peng, to be honest, I am still grateful.

During that mining trip, if he hadn't asked Liu Ming to take care of me, I might have been screwed.

Where can I be today? One thing to say, even though he was kind to me, he had ulterior motives.

However, it has never threatened my personal safety.

Therefore, I am not disgusted with Diao Peng, and even said that if he encounters any difficulties, I will help him.

I'm not an ungrateful person. If I were, I could have just left here as if I didn't see anything.

When Diao Peng heard my voice, he also raised his somewhat cloudy eyes, and then looked at my face. After a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head again.

"Brother Peng, although I dare not say that I will let you live a good life, I will not allow them to bully you. Come on, get up."

I don't know how Diao Peng came here. I thought he could rely on his relationship with Liu Ming to leave the park. However, now it seems that my thinking was a bit simple.

I said this, and then stretched out my hand to help Diao Peng up with my own hands.

Just kidding, you can't let people sit on the ground all the time, right?

Who knew, when I went to help his forearm, I found that his forearm was so soft that Diao Peng could not use his strength at all.

His forearm was actually broken.

In other words, the bones at the crook of the arm are broken, separating the upper arm and lower arm.

"Brother Peng, you have suffered a lot these days."

I couldn't help but sigh, and then I supported his body and helped him up.

Although his body was full of filth and even smelled bad, I didn't dislike him at all.

Who hasn’t climbed up from this time?

The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water.

Sometimes, it’s okay to do things that are easy to do.

"Mr. Bai, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Just spare me. Brother Long arranged for me to do this!"

The security guard on the ground was beaten to a bloody head, and then he wailed and begged for mercy.

"Stop, please be more specific."

I stopped the two security guards who were doing something, then looked at the security guard on the ground who was wailing in pain, and asked.

"I said, you have to ensure my safety..."

The security guard gritted his teeth and made his request to me.

"Tsk, if you didn't tell me, you would die now."

My expression became cold, and then I looked at the security guard and said coldly.

what? You are worthy of negotiating terms with me!

No big deal, I'll just ask Diao Peng later.

"You two, take Brother Peng back to the villa to clean him first."

I winked at Hou San and Cyclops, and motioned them to take Brother Peng away first.

When talking about tragic experiences, you can't tell them in front of others. Isn't that just adding salt to others' wounds?

I'm not that stupid.

After the three people left, I let the security guard speak.

After some threats from me, the security guard didn't dare to bargain anymore and directly told what he knew.

However, all he knew was what happened after Diao Peng came to the park.

They were brought here together with the dogs from our park.

Diao Peng didn't know what was going on, but he was given special care.

Usually, there is no need to commit fraud to achieve performance, but there is no treatment that those bullies deserve, and they have to sleep in a small dark room.

The food he eats is pretty good, but he can't take the initiative to choose. He eats whatever meals are arranged by others.

Then, he also has a special thing, which is to practice with Minglong Sandbao.

Minglong can fight, so he needs someone to be his punching bag.

His attacks were not serious, and every time Diao Peng came out of his place, he was always injured.

And the broken arm was naturally his masterpiece.

It can't be said that it's not cruel.

After hearing what the security guard said, my heart sank.

It's true that I didn't embarrass the security guard too much. After all, he didn't have the right to choose.

I didn't think about seeking revenge from Minglong at first.

Although I sympathize with Diao Peng's experience, he is not worthy of my quarrel with Minglong.

He suffered, but I can make his future life more comfortable.

In this way, I have done my best, right?

When I wanted to leave, the security guard said:

"Mr. Bai, when I turned around Brother Long found that he was not here..."

When the security guard said this, he didn't say anything further. I already knew what he said next.

"Then let him come to me."

I replied calmly, it was a good thing that I didn't take the initiative to find him, and it gave him enough face.

If he doesn't accept this face, I will teach him a lesson.

After I finished speaking, I went back to the villa.

Let the security guards get some more dishes. I want to entertain Diao Peng well.

As for how to spend it, it is not something I have to consider.

Now I don’t have a bargaining chip with me, and I can’t come up with any money if you ask me to.

Returning to the villa, I watched Diao Peng put on a new set of clothes after cleaning.

The beard on his face has grown very long, and he looks haggard.

Especially those eyes, which were completely blank, as if they were dead.

"Brother Peng, don't stand still, eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

Looking at the rich dishes on the table, I greeted Diao Peng.

After Diao Peng heard what I said, he skillfully grabbed the food on the plate with his hands.

"Brother Peng, you have chopsticks."

I saw Diao Peng doing this, and then I stretched out my hand to stop him.

Who knows, as soon as I stretched out my hand, he immediately retracted it and shrank his body into a ball.

Looking at this situation, I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's do this, let's drink, let's drink first."

I comforted Diao Peng for a few words, and then I brought him back from that state.

Then he proposed to drink some wine first and talk about other things later.

I poured a full glass of wine for Diao Peng, then poured a little wine for myself, and said to him:

"cheers!"

Diao Peng used to like drinking. It has been a habit for a long time and it is difficult to get rid of it.

Now that I do this, I drink many cups at once.

After these few glasses of wine, just like those drunk people, their mouths have no door.

His mouth became so open that he could talk about anything.

I don’t know if it’s the wine, or if it’s the wine that acts as a medium to speak, putting on a mask for myself.