When Sheng Changyi questioned them, the two "beggars" showed no intention of responding. Instead, they stared at Sheng Changyi's wife with hungry, lecherous eyes.
Although the woman was in her forties or fifties, with a broad, pancake-like face, a face full of freckles, and a heavy build,
as the saying went, after three years without a woman, even a sow could rival Diao Chan. What was more, they hadn't seen a single woman in this place.
Now that a woman had appeared before them, clean and properly dressed,
she was already a "goddess" in their eyes.
"Take her back. We'll have some fun with her slowly."
"Of course, take the man back too. When we run out of food, we can use him as rations."
The two of them spoke in English.
Only then did Sheng Changyi realize that they were foreigners. Since they were so filthy and covered in soot, he hadn't recognized them at first.
Sheng Changyi knew English too, so he heard every word clearly.
"Hey, what do you mean? Don't do anything reckless!"
Sheng Changyi shouted sternly.
However, the two "beggars" ignored him completely. They rushed forward and reached for Sheng Changyi's wife.
His wife screamed in terror.
Sheng Changyi stepped in front of her and tried to push the two men away.
Unexpectedly, the two men were as strong as bulls. Even with all his strength, he couldn't move them an inch. Instead, the other man casually struck out and snapped his arm.
Sheng Changyi screamed in agony and no longer dared to stop them.
He could only let the two men seize his wife. One of them hoisted her over his shoulder and carried her away, while the other dragged him along as well.
Sheng Changyi probably still didn't know that what awaited the