After watching for a while, Ye Nan sat back.

Although the fence as thick as an arm could not stop Ye Nan, who was bare-handed and fistless, it would not be difficult if Ye Nan wanted to rush out, but Ye Nan came with the task.

He twisted his neck a few times, crossed his hands and rubbed each other gently a few times, then reached out and pressed the muscles of his left arm and pressed them hard.

Feeling that the rice grains under the muscles were still small, Ye Nanxin breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a tracker that Ye Nan injected and implanted when he left Shenlong. This tracker is very small and is made of the most cutting-edge technology. It can be inspected by most equipment, such as airport security inspections, which cannot be detected.

This tracker will send signals at relatively long intervals, so the dragon can locate Ye Nan's exact location based on this advanced tracker, and if Ye Nan encounters an accident, the tracker will stop working.

Ye Nan turned his head to look at a man with a dejected and numb expression, and whispered: "Hi..."

The man turned his head, looked at Ye Nan, stared at Ye Nan, his eyes as numb as ever, as if the eyes of a dead fish were not full of spirit.

"My name is Liu Feng, a Chinese. Do you know where this place is?"

The man was silent for a moment and looked at it twice as strangely: "This is Kalma Mine, you are a Chinese, how could you appear here..."

Ye Nan looked confused: "I don't know either. I seemed to be fainted by someone, and then I woke up and I was here."

The man's eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he was sympathetic: "If you guessed correctly, you should have been abducted and the mines here need a lot of labor to mine. We were sold here as laborers who don't have money. We can only work here until we are exhausted here..."

“Kalma Mine?”

Ye Nan turned his head and pointed to the distant mountain range: "Is it there?"

The man nodded silently, hugged his knees and leaned quietly against the wall of the cage, with a blank expression.

Ye Nan asked, "Why are you here again?"

The man said idly: "We are all prisoners of war and were sold to these mine owners by the winners."

Ye Nan looked at the man's hunched expression and knew that he was probably desperate about the future, so these talents were all so numb.

He did not die on the battlefield and became a prisoner. Now he was sold to the mine and became a slave here. Without freedom, no salary, and no vacation, what awaited them was endless labor until death.

“When did you come here?”

The man's wooden eyes were filled with pity: "With you, everyone here was sold together, you have been in a coma all the time."

Ye Nan thought about it and asked again: "How long have I been in a coma since you met me?"

"It's a day and a half."

Ye Nan frowned. He had been unconscious for so long. No wonder he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back...

"Who is the one who sells you here?"

"Katif, he is a slave trader who buys or traffics men and women from various areas, men sells them to mines or estates as slaves, women with beautiful young women take them to ***, and others sell them to some factory owners as slaves."

Ye Nan frowned, and then asked a few more questions. Although this man looked like he had no hope for the future, he might be idle, or he might think Ye Nan was still pitiful and was abducted by someone on a business trip, so he asked what to answer.

While Ye Nan was chatting with the man named Hilde, the man who had been yelling in front of the railing finally attracted the two soldiers closest to him.

After smoking cigarettes, the two soldiers, perhaps because they were irritated by the man's screams, walked over with guns.

"What are you arguing about? I'll shoot you again!"

Another soldier snorted coldly: "Since you have arrived here, you will hope to go out and work hard. Although you don't have holidays and have no money, you can still have enough food and are still alive. But if anyone is disobedient, you will be the end of you."

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by the soldier, but saw several large wooden stakes standing on the edge of the woods in the distance. The two large wooden stakes were hanging on the two people. It was obvious that they had been dead for a long time. From a distance, they were also in pieces in a dilapidated and dark red, and they were obviously tortured.

Everyone was heartbroken, and the man who had screamed before also shut up.

A hero does not suffer any loss in front of him, so there is no need to mess with his body, right?

Ye Nan stood out from the ground, walked to the edge of the cage, and asked with a smile: "Two officials, can I meet the person in charge of your place? I am from Chinese, my name is Liu Feng. I came to this country for a business trip, but I was forcibly knocked out, and then I got here..."

The soldier sneered: "Katif has sold you to our boss. You said you cheated his money. You are quite brave. You dare to cheat this guy Katif's money too!"

Did you cheat Katif's money?

Of course this is a false thing, but why did that Katif say that?

Ye Nan vaguely felt that Katif should be a key figure. If he could meet Katif, the whole thing should be revealed.

Ye Nan blinked his eyes, rubbed his hands, and smiled and said, "Is there any misunderstanding in this room? Is Katif still there? Let me see him. I think the misunderstanding must be solved."

The soldier laughed and said, "They have left long ago. Katif said, "I originally wanted to kill you with one shot, but it's too cheap for you, so I sold you here and let you be tortured as a slave. Only then can he let this breath. Although you are a Chinese, when you get here, you will be the same as others. Don't be lucky."

Ye Nan asked unwillingly: "Can I meet your boss? I am a businessman and I am willing to redeem myself. As long as you let me leave here, how much money your boss spends to buy me, I will spend double ransom, no, five ransom!"

Although Ye Nan doesn't know where he is now, as long as he is possible to leave openly, he will also have a way to find out if there is a man named Qu Yang here. If so, he can also find a way to take him away.

The style of acting of agents and professional soldiers is fully reflected at this time. Professional soldiers must act completely according to military orders, while agents are largely free, as long as they can protect themselves and complete tasks on time.

"The boss won't see you. No matter how much money you give, the boss won't agree. He is unwilling to turn against Katif. Oh, by the way, Katif has left something for you..."
Chapter completed!