novelaction Chapter 272 If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cubs?
Chapter 272 If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger’s cubs?
Moer asked, "Which four countries control that island?"
The man said: "The United States, Japan, England and France"
Mo Er said, "Very good. The best way to deal with you beasts is to bury you all alive. It is unjust for you to live!"
The man immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Please, let me go. I will be a new man when I get out and will never do this again."
Mo'er didn't waste any time talking to him. Just enjoy your last few days. The man wailed and shouted "No, no!"
Mo'er made a space underground, about ten square meters, sealed it with soil, and left a ventilation hole to prevent him from suffocating due to lack of air.
Mo Er was shaking with anger. He wanted to let these people die slowly in despair. Go and repent for what they had done!
Mo'er then ignored him. He moved his mind and the man's clothes were brought to him by her. After a while, a Mo'er who looked 90% like the man appeared on the boat. She found an empty room and went inside to wait for the boat to depart.
The thought enveloped the entire ship. There were more than 20 men on board. They talked about selling these women and enjoying themselves for a while.
Mo'er was not in a hurry to deal with them. He would wait until he sent him to his destination.
After half an hour, the boat finally started moving. After sailing southwest for about four hours, it docked at an island pier. All the girls were then driven off the boat, and Mo'er followed the group of men onto the island.
Mo'er discovered that the island was truly enormous, strewn with mined rocks. On a flat stretch of land, rows of brick houses stood, seemingly housing miners. There was also a large house with a single door and window, nearly two and a half meters off the ground. Mo'er scanned it with his mind and saw a hot spring well, its pool filled with steaming water.
It was almost dark at this time, and there were more than a dozen men soaking in the pool, chatting and scrubbing themselves.
From their conversation, Mo'er learned that they were all mine owners on the island. They should take a bath and enjoy the girls who had just been sent there tonight.
Moer swept his mind towards those houses again. There were dozens of girls in the houses, all of them were pale and thin, listless, and there were also two Russian women with big bellies. Moer gnashed his teeth at the sight!
Mo'er had an idea and dug a big hole in the space. He poured a lot of cow dung and pig dung into it, and added some sea water. He stirred it into a paste. Then he sealed the door of the bathhouse with soil from the island, and put a huge stone weighing several tons to press on the soil. The paste of cow dung and pig dung was immediately poured in.
A dozen people who were fantasizing about enjoying themselves tonight were confused by the sudden appearance of cow dung. What was going on? A cow dung bath?
Then there was a lot of shouting: "Oh my god, shit, baka!" The sound was endless, and I don't know who said the Chinese curse "Fuck"!
The cow dung paste became more and more, and finally stopped at about 175. The Americans, French and English were better off. They were tall, and they could stand on tiptoe, tilt their heads back, and even expose their noses to breathe. The three Japanese were less than 1.6 meters tall, and they were so stupid that they couldn't even reach the top of their heads.
The three of them immediately hugged the others, climbed on their backs, exposed their heads, and gasped for breath. They had just drunk several mouthfuls in a hurry, which were smelly and salty, and they retched!