Northern Myanmar, the hell on earth I experienced

At this time, the audience was quiet, as if death had come.

I took a small breath and let it out again.

After Alang finished speaking, he walked up to the first man, pushed away the wallpaper knife, and began to scratch the first man's leg. The man was instantly awakened by the pain and twisted violently. The mouth covered by the towel made a whining sound.

The table used to hold the man in place squeaked as the man shook it.

I really hope that the table can be shaken to pieces by that person, because it is so heart-wrenching and uncomfortable to watch.

The more the man twisted his body, the happier A Lang laughed.

Abnormal, really abnormal. I can do nothing but send my deepest greetings to Alang’s family in my heart.

"Look at it, does it look like an earthworm? What a vivid life!"

"Brother Hao, I suddenly thought of something more interesting, let me show it to you."

A Lang burst into laughter after finishing speaking.

"I think it should be pretty good."

Brother Hao ignored A Lang and lit a cigarette for himself and started smoking.

"do you want to see?"

Brother Hao turned to me and said.

I quickly shook my head.

"Do not want to."

Then I thought to myself that if I said I didn’t want to watch it, Brother Hao wouldn’t let A Lang continue to behave in such a perverted manner. But obviously I was wrong.

"Don't want to? Then take a good look."

After Brother Hao finished speaking, he continued to smoke the cigarette in his hand, turned his head and continued to look at the stage.

Alang whispered a few words to the thug on the side, and then turned around and left.

Afterwards, Alang squatted on the stage and hummed a ditty.

No one knows what A Lang will do next, but looking at A Lang like that, he must be holding back some bad water.

After everyone in the audience saw this, they became commotion again.

"What is this for?"

"I don't know. But with Brother Lang's way of doing things, he must have another big move."

"Is it exciting?"

"of course."

"That's going to be a great show."

"Of course."

I have to admit that the views of people here are distorted to varying degrees, and even a little scary. At least as a normal person, you would not have such thoughts.

But in fact, it is not difficult to understand if you think about it carefully. Just like a group of vicious wolves will have fun chasing prey smaller than themselves. They think it is a kind of fun and they will not have any sympathy for their prey.

This is what is called birds of a feather flocking together. Now in the world of bad people, they are all good people, and in the world of good people, they are not perfect.

Furthermore, the people here have no form of entertainment other than being squeezed in various ways every day. This so-called good show has also become a pastime for them.

After a while, a dog barked, and Alang immediately stood up and pressed the half-finished cigarette in his hand directly onto the leg of the man just now. The man continued to twist his body crazily.

"I advise you to save your strength, I'll let you twist it enough, haha!"

Then several thugs carried an iron dragon carrying a strong and fat black dog onto the stage.

After the cage was placed on the stage, the black dog inside roared crazily in the cage as if on stimulants.

A Lang stepped forward and shouted, and the big black dog calmed down.

"By the way, honey, don't you just want to eat meat? I understand you."

At this moment, I seemed to understand something. Although I couldn't guess what Alang would do, it was obviously unacceptable to me.

There was a commotion in the audience, and Alang quickly picked up the loudspeaker to stop it.

After everyone was quiet, Alang changed his knife to a sharper one, rubbed it back and forth on the whetstone on the ground a few times, then walked up to the first man and turned to the audience with a smile:

"The show has begun."

After speaking, he raised the knife and cut off the flesh of the first man's leg. After a sudden trembling, the man fainted.

Then Ah Lang smiled and threw the meat in his hand into the iron cage. The big black dog bit it and swallowed it directly.

After seeing this, I couldn't stand it anymore and felt sick to my stomach. Although there was no chance for me to vomit anything in my stomach now, I was still terribly nauseous, so I held back and covered my mouth and lowered my head.

"Keep your head up."

Brother Hao said to me coldly.

I shook my head.

"Unless you want to be like him."

After listening to this, I immediately held back the discomfort and raised my head, cursing Brother Hao in my heart. What a pervert. He opened the door for a pervert. He is a pervert at home.

Although I vaguely guessed what Alang would do at that time, my intuition told me that he would not do it. Unfortunately, I lost to my intuition again because I forgot Li Mei's previous warning that the people here are inhumane.

Not much if any.

At this time, Alang kicked the man with his foot, and the man remained motionless.

"do you died?"

Afterwards, Ah Lang shouted to the audience laughingly:

"Everyone, I see that this person is dead now, but based on my many years of medical experience, I can tell that this person is not completely dead. Do you believe that I can save this person with my medical skills?"

The people in the audience started cheering.

"Believe."

"Okay, if this person wakes up later, how about you give me some applause."

"it is good!"

The people in the audience continued to cooperate.

Those who didn’t know better thought it was like listening to a cross talk or watching a play.

And Alang's so-called medical skill was his stimulation method. He also cut off the flesh on the other leg. When he cut the flesh and tore it hard, the man struggled and twisted desperately.

The stage was instantly covered in bright red, and blood went straight into my nostrils. I couldn't help but retched.

Brother Hao glanced at me.

"Just take a closer look and raise your head."

Brother Hao obviously emphasized the tone of the last few words. I didn't want to raise my head, but I had to raise my head again under the threat of Brother Hao.

"Everyone, how are my medical skills? Should you give me some applause?"

After Brother Lang finished speaking, the audience remembered the violent applause. I felt that the applause was like a slap on my heart. It was not my holy mother or me being pretentious, but I felt that these people were so inhumane.

Of course, it is not ruled out that a small number of people are forced to cater to him because they are too afraid of A Lang. Because when I turned around, I also saw a few people lowering their heads. I think it was their remaining conscience that reminded them that they were human beings, not beasts.

As the flesh on the man's body was peeled off bit by bit, and the big black dog swallowed it bit by bit, the man's life came to an end.

Finally, A Lang picked up the towel handed over by the thug, wiped his hands, and threw the bright red knife in his hand directly into a tool box.

"This person's lifeline is not long. I have seen it, and it would be a blessing to die in my hands."