Chapter 199 A Critical Attack from Xiangjiang

At around six o'clock, Wang Yuanchao went out for dinner. After dinner, it was almost dark, so he left the county town directly and headed south.

Also because Shekou Port had not been built at that time, the transportation to the seaside was not so convenient, and they were all country roads!

However, during the day at the guesthouse, he had taken out his mobile phone and studied the offline map of the area, so he could roughly identify the direction.

He walked southeast for about four or five kilometers, and after an hour and a half, he finally reached the beach.

It was pitch black, with no signs of anything except the sound of the waves, which told him that he had indeed reached the beach.

He had no idea where on the coast he was.

What a fucking mistake!

Be sure not to get the direction wrong, in case you end up swimming towards the sea!
It seems that we have to wait until the second half of the night and swim over there. At least it will be light outside and easier to get ashore.

So he started walking along the beach, trying to find a location as far south as possible from Nantou Peninsula so that he could swim less distance in the sea.

The tidal flats were indeed difficult to walk on. I almost ran into a patrol team when I was walking on the road near the sea just now.

It’s not as fast as swimming in the sea.

Since there is a patrol team, it means there are people sneaking here!

Never mind, let’s get in the water.

He has already figured out the general direction.

Into the water!

He found a coastline with decent conditions that he had passed by before, instantly put his clothes into space, and sank silently into the sea.

Swimming in the bay was much more tiring than swimming in Shichahai. He did not dare to struggle hard and used breaststroke to move away from the shore little by little.

When we got to the sea, with the help of the stars and the half moon, we could see the dark coastlines on both sides.

That's good.

Wang Yuanchao took out a swimming ring from the space, which he had inflated in the guesthouse, put it on himself, and paddled leisurely to the other side.

I don’t know how long I rowed, but suddenly a black shadow appeared on the sparkling sea.

Wang Yuanchao was shocked.

He quickly stopped paddling. If the situation was not right, he would put away the swimming ring and sink down to hide for a while.

He was not worried about being discovered. He was just glad that the direction was correct. Otherwise, where would the boat come from in the middle of the night?
It was indeed a small boat, and rowing it was much faster than swimming.

Crossing Pengcheng Bay would take at most an hour or so. However, such an arrogant guy must be a powerful organization.

He adjusted his direction slightly and chased after the boat, changing his previous slow breaststroke to stay behind the boat as much as possible.

That place must be close to the dock, so there won’t be any mudflats or swamps. And when these people get ashore, there might be someone leading the way. Perfect!
Everything happened as Wang Yuanchao expected. There was someone on the other side to support him, and they even flashed a flashlight three times to confirm the situation.

Soon, the boat docked, and several gangplanks were built on the seashore and on the boat. The people on the boat staggered ashore.

He was farther away and also went ashore.

He first took off his wet shorts and wiped the mud and sand off his feet. Then, he took out a pair of dry shorts and put them on, then quickly put on his shirt, trousers, shoes and socks.

Now, he finally stood on the land of Hong Kong.

Then he caught up with the group of more than 20 people, still hanging behind as much as possible.

He is not familiar with this place, so it would always be good to have someone lead the way.

After walking for more than half an hour, we passed a barbed wire fence that was made into a door and could be closed at any time.

Wang Yuanchao sighed and said, "It's a good thing I followed this group of people. Otherwise, when I got ashore, wouldn't I have to face a circle of barbed wire?"

This thing, if you use ordinary pliers, it will take a lot of effort to cut it.

He brought all the equipment and tools, except for the large pliers that could cut barbed wire.

John is so insidious that he even put up barbed wire on the shore.

Despite his sighs, he still caught up with the group of people in front of him very swiftly.

Then I saw lights and houses, several rooms.

Those people entered the house one by one.

How did they all get in?
This doesn't look like a hotel, does it?

But it’s definitely not the patrol here.

Then the door closed.

Are you going to stay here and rest for the night?

This place is too close to the barbed wire fence. How can you be so skilled and brave?
But thinking about the fact that Hong Kong was very dark and corrupt at that time and even the Independent Commission Against Corruption had not been established yet, he felt that it was not impossible.

Wang Yuanchao still followed quietly, intending to find out what was going on.

A few meters away from the house, the door next to it suddenly opened, and the person who came out met Wang Yuanchao face to face.

Both sides were stunned for a moment.

The person on the other side shouted angrily:

"Why is there still someone outside? Why don't you go in!" [Cantonese, everyone automatically understands it as Cantonese]

His tone was a bit fierce, but Wang Yuanchao understood that he was a member of a gang, and no decent person would do such a thing. He was not prepared to start a conflict because there were several people on the other side, so he quickly said:

"I was in a hurry to pee on the way, so I went a little slower."

The person opposite snorted and said:

"Then let's go in together!"

Before the situation became clear, Wang Yuanchao decided to wait and see, so he followed these people into the room that the group had just entered.

The people in the room were gathered in groups. Of course, there were some who seemed close to each other, but were actually clearly separated. Some sat on the floor, while others had low stools, as if they were students attending a lecture.

The man invited Wang Yuanchao to come in and said to the two people standing inside:
"There's one leaking out there, be careful or I'll deduct your salary!"

The two inside were obviously younger brothers, a little flustered, one explained:

"Boss, we won't do that next time!"

One of them shouted to Wang Yuanchao:
"Hurry up and go over there!"

Wang Yuanchao found an empty space in the back and sat down properly.

Someone closed the door.

The so-called boss narrowed his eyes and said:
"Great, now, everyone take off your clothes!"

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and someone was about to stand up. The younger brothers flicked their sleeves, and iron rods appeared in their hands, and they started to hit him on the head.

Someone rushed towards the boss. The man pulled out a pistol, pointed it at the person rushing forward with a smile, and then there was a "bang".

Not only did the leader have a gun in his hand, but in another corner, there were two younger brothers who also had guns.

The whole room fell silent.

The man fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

Wang Yuanchao was terrified watching from behind. Was he walking into a den of thieves? Or were the gang members in Hong Kong so crazy and mad?
This world is too dangerous!
When he entered the house, he found that it had no windows and only one door. And he was not Yan Shuangying, could he bet that these people had no bullets in their guns?
His infantry armor can only defend against cold weapons, not this thing.

He was indeed a kid who grew up in peacetime, and he had no vigilance at all when he went out.

The motherland protected him so well!

He really wanted to cry.

The people in the room were well behaved now.

Take off your clothes obediently, even your underwear will be taken away.

The men and women at the scene didn't have much to think about at the moment. They all squatted on the ground, hugged their knees with their hands, and buried their heads like ostriches.

Wang Yuanchao was also very ashamed.

He was also beaten because those people cursed him:

"How dare you sneak over here without even a package?"

Fortunately, Bu Renjia protected him very well at this time, and those people punched and kicked him, but did not hurt him at all.

Then, everyone's luggage, clothes, jewelry, and everything else were looted.

The gang members only left them a few stacks of newspapers and then all left, closing the door with a click and locking it.

Everyone waited for the light to be turned off so that it would be dark and they could get a newspaper to block out the light, but the light remained on, as if to tear apart everyone's sense of shame.

The body that had been shot was lying there naked, with a pool of blood under it that had changed color.

The crowd began to cry quietly.

Gradually the sound became louder.

Wang Yuanchao was at the back, and seeing that everyone was squatting with their knees hugged, he stood up and went to take the stack of newspapers.

Sure enough, there was a sound of "Ah" from the crowd.

But he didn't care.

He just needs to maintain his form, and there will be plenty of opportunities once he gets out of this door.

He first made himself an apron out of newspapers, and then distributed the newspapers to women first, three to each woman, and then one to each man, which solved the problem of everyone being naked.

Finally, he stamped two sheets on the fellow villager lying on the ground, which was considered as the last bit of dignity for him.

But this thing can only block, it will break if the movement is a little bit bigger.

It not only stimulates everyone's sense of shame, but also makes it difficult for everyone to run away.

Nowadays, how can people in China accept running around naked outside?

Everyone now had some strength left. Some were cursing, some were crying, some were dazed, and some were scared silly. A few of them gathered around Wang Yuanchao to discuss whether they could escape.

Wang Yuanchao didn’t know what everyone’s fate was, but he knew something about the reports from northern Myanmar.

There is no such thing as online fraud these days, nor is there any technology called kidney-splitting, right? In other words, men are sold as laborers? Women are sold as prostitutes?

That's probably the case.

It’s a pity that there is only one door in this house. I have to find a way to get out.

(End of this chapter)