Young Master Manoban Are You Done Kissing?〖2〗

Chapter 285: Lisa Is Right Here

Several minutes later, Feng Ling returned gasping with blood on her face. She rushed into the grass where Irene hid, but Irene was gone.

"Mrs. Manoban?" Feng Ling frowned. "Irene?"

Her hushed voice drifted in the wind, and in the distance, the riverway of Tonlé Sap Lake was quiet and dark.

No one responded to her.

There was only a cell phone left in the grass, lying there quietly.

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I was kidnapped. This was her first thought when she awoke.

Now she was placed on the ground of a room. This room was dark and almost had no light in it, and the air was damp, salty, and was full of the musty smell of decay.

She tried to move, but her hands were tied behind her back, and her legs were bound tightly as well.

For a few seconds, her brain failed to work, when suddenly there was a sound of conversation outside the door, but she didn't know the language they used.

Irene took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and then looked around.

This was a log cabin very common in Cambodia. It was empty and had nothing in it. A kerosene lamp hung overhead, and the feeble kerosene light was almost nonexistent. There were moths attached to the lampshade, throwing a vast shadow that looked eerie.

Just when Irene was wondering who kidnapped her, with a sudden bang, the door was pushed open from the outside.

It was two creepy-looking and dark-skinned men. Irene couldn't help moving back. Her back was against the wooden wall, and her clear eyes watched them warily. When she saw that they were carrying a dead snake whose skin had been stripped, she choked back the surge in her stomach and clenched her teeth to stop the cry of panic.

One of the men carried that snake, and the other pudgy man held a bad quality gun. The latter took a look at her, grinned, and turned to talk with the man carrying the snake.

They spoke Cambodian, and Irene couldn't understand what they were talking about, but looking at their creepy smiles, Irene leaned firmly against the wall and couldn't help panicking.

Suddenly, the pudgy man came up to her and squatted down in front of her. He stared at her and reached out to touch her face with his fat, dirty hand.

Irene immediately moved her head to dodge his touch.

The pudgy man cursed in Cambodian and was about to slap her. Just one second before his hand reached her face, a stooped woman of sixty or seventy suddenly came into the room. The old woman coughed, and the two men immediately stood up and glanced back at her. Although they didn't seem to respect that woman, they still took a step back and stopped harassing Irene.

The old woman was holding a bucket in her hand when she came in. She stared at Irene for a moment, then went up to her, got some water out of the bucket, and spilled it on Irene's face. Under Irene's confused stare, the old woman rubbed her face hard with her hands until the dust and dirt on her face were washed off. She looked at Irene carefully for a while and then said a word to her.

She still used Cambodian.

Irene thought they might be those who kidnapped Lisa. If they discovered that she was Chinese, she might face more danger, so she pursed her mouth, shrunk her neck as if in fear and shook her head, showing that she didn't understand what the old woman was talking about.

The old woman paused and asked her in heavily accented Chinese, "Are you... Chi... nese?"

Irene still shook her head blankly. Her mouth was not gagged, and she could speak, but she pointed to her mouth, motioning that she was mute.

The old woman thought she looked Asian, but she couldn't be sure which country she was from. After all, Asians looked almost the same and had the same habits. She stared at Irene for a while, but the latter still pointed to her own mouth, not speaking a word, so the old woman pointed to her mouth too, asking Irene with her eyes whether she was mute.

Irene nodded hard and pretended to be unable to speak.

So, this woman is mute. The old woman thought.

The old woman took a look at her again and turned around to say something to the two men in Cambodian. The two men reluctantly came to Irene and dragged her up from the ground. Irene didn't know what they were going to do but seeing the two men following the old woman out, she calmed down and let them take her out.

When Irene was taken out of the cabin, her eyes were suddenly covered with a black cloth. She couldn't see anything, so she could only let them carry her off in an unknown direction.

When they reached someplace, the two men put her down, and the old woman came to take off the black cloth from her eyes. She looked down at Irene for a while, pointed to the direction of the dense forest and made a gesture of explosion with her hands wide open. She was trying to tell Irene that if she ran out at random, she would step on a minefield and be killed.

Irene immediately figured out that this must be the center of the forest that Nan Heng and his men were going to attack and where the drug gang was stationed now.

She happened to be brought here.

Could Lisa be here?

Irene tried to control her facial expression so as not to expose her real identity. Instead of looking around, she just looked at the old woman in front of her. The old woman untied the rope from her feet and led her to the biggest log cabin, which was right in the middle. There were several middle-aged men and young men in the cabin. When they saw the old woman took Irene in, they all stared at them vigilantly and angrily rebuked the old woman in Cambodian. It seemed that they were blaming the old woman for bringing a stranger in.

The old woman talked to them for a few seconds and pointed to Irene, meaning that she was clean and had no dangerous article on her. Then the old woman took Irene's hand, smelled it, and said a word. Hearing her words, these men stared at Irene suspiciously.

One of them was a middle-aged man about fifty years old, with gray hair, a square face, a lion's nose, and with a scar from the middle of his eyebrow to the left of his face. He coldly stared at Irene and suddenly asked her in English, "Can you cook?"

The old woman had smelled the spices on Irene's hands and thought she was a cook...

Irene still pretended she didn't hear anything and just looked at the man in horror and confusion.

The middle-aged man still stared at her and asked her in English, "Which country are you from? How were you brought here from outside by our men? Your hands don't have the smell of guns or ammunition but only have the smell of food. Who the hell are you?"

She looked helplessly at the old woman beside her and hid behind her in a panic.

At this moment, there was a noise outside the cabin, and an alarm sounded in the forests.

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