(1) Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

CHAPTER 286-290

Chapter 286: Mr. Control, Mo Jingshen

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The middle-aged scar man took a cold look at Ji Nuan and turned around to say some words to his men. The other men immediately ran out to check out what happened outside.

Several minutes later, they ran in. Obviously, they were not all Cambodians, and most of them were gangsters from all over the world. They spoke Cambodian and broken English when they talked to each other.

But Ji Nuan heard these men called the middle-aged scar man Aqib respectfully. It seemed that this Aqib was the leader of the gang. Even if he was not the leader, he must be an important figure.

She finally got some clues from their broken English.

“It was a fisherman from a nearby village who went hunting in the forests, stepped on the minefields and blew up, so the sirens went off just now. The XI base men outside the forests hadn’t taken any action yet.”

With a straight face, Aqib didn’t pay any more attention to the man who just came in and reported to him, and turned his eyes to the two men who came in behind Ji Nuan, asking, “Did you capture this woman?”

The two men immediately answered respectfully, “Yes.”

Aqib seemed not to be satisfied with their answer and asked with a frown, “Why?”

The pudgy man hurriedly said, “This woman was not with the XI base people but was sneaking around Tonlé Sap Lake. We suspected her, so we knocked her unconscious and brought her back.”

“Women are never allowed to enter XI base. Have you found out where she comes from? Who sent her here?”

The pudgy man paused and hummed and hawed for quite a while before he finally said, “She looks like a tourist to a village near Tonlé Sap Lake. Cambodia has seen a lot of tourists in recent years. This woman looks fragile and brought nothing with her. She can’t be related to the XI base. Maybe she was caught by us by mistake…”

Aqib snorted, sat down on a chair, took another glance at Ji Nuan, and frowned before he asked the old woman a few words in Cambodian.

The old woman took Ji Nuan’s hand and said a few more words to him, trying to convince him that Ji Nuan was mute, but he still stared at Ji Nuan suspiciously and said a few words coldly. Then someone came up and pulled Ji Nuan out of the cabin.

They took her out and began to frisk her!

These creepy-looking and dark-skinned men dragged her into a tent and were about to tear her clothes off. Ji Nuan struggled hard in terror. At this moment, the old woman came in. She glared at them and said something, and then these men walked out of the tent reluctantly.

The old woman came to frisk Ji Nuan and carefully searched her from inside out. Then the old woman looked at her in satisfaction, helped her put on her clothes, and untied the rope binding her hands.

Ji Nuan’s hands were finally free, but she knew she couldn’t rashly run out. She had a feeling that the old woman seemed to feel that she was of some use and therefore protected her.

She couldn’t escape, so she had to bide her time.

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As Ji Nuan expected, this woman was a nanny hired by Aqib. She had been taking care of these gangsters for years. She cooked and mended clothes for them. Although she just did housekeeping jobs, she was aged and took good care of these people, so she was trusted and somewhat respected by them.