The Marshal's Wife is Wild-Chapter 52 - 51 Ive Remembered You Little Huangmao

A pang of fear hit Qu Tong’s heart.

“Hurry up!” the man exclaimed again, his patience wearing thin.

Just as Qu Tong was about to move, having just lifted her foot, one of the men behind the menacing-eyed man had already stepped forward and dragged an auntie in a fur-collared coat out from beside her.

Qu Tong silently retracted her foot and let out a sigh of relief as her heart settled back down.

The auntie struggled in terror, making whimpering noises.

When the woman was brought before him, the menacing-eyed man delivered a ruthless punch to her face.

Blood sprayed instantly, and the auntie tumbled to the ground, propelled by the force of the blow, and a ring-shaped space button was spat out, tinkling a couple of times on the floor before rolling to the feet of the burly man who had grabbed her.

With a loud “bang!” a gun fired, and just like that, a life was snuffed out.

Qu Tong closed her eyes and turned her head away.

“Try any more funny business, and if you’re tired of living, just try me,” the man with the menacing eyes put away his gun and swept his sharp gaze over everyone present.

He walked over, picked up the ring, wiped it on the auntie’s body, and pocketed it.

After the display of killing to set an example, everyone was as silent and compliant as quail, and even children were being kept quiet, muzzled by firm hands over their mouths.

They could only obediently line up to exit through the cabin door, throwing their jewelry, weapons, and anything of value into the cloth sack, then transferring all the money from their accounts to the light computer held by the person on the right.

After the first person transferred the money, the one on the right kicked him away, snarling fiercely:

“Who are you trying to fool? Show the screen to everyone!”

The young man had no choice but to open the screen sharing, and it was only after his account was confirmed to be empty that he was allowed to leave.

The people behind him then solemnly queued up to hand over their valuables.

When it was Qu Tong’s turn, she held the tomato seedling in one hand and tossed the necklace she had just taken off into the sack.

Her face showed great reluctance.

Even just that decorative necklace was worth tens of thousands.

But she couldn’t give nothing at all; otherwise, having no valuables yet traveling in business class would surely arouse suspicion.

Qu Tong opened her light computer, showing it to the man on the right with a bit of fear.

Upon seeing it, the man found the balance to be zero.

His suspicious gaze scoured Qu Tong from head to toe, and then glanced over at the menacing-eyed man, who nodded. Only then did the fierce look in the man’s eyes soften slightly.

But he still grabbed the tomato seedling from Qu Tong’s arms, yanking it out with force.

The tomato seedling’s roots were well developed, and when pulled, all the soil came out with it.

The man checked the bottom of the pot for any tricks and then, with great disdain, said, “Beggars! Get out of here fast.”

Then he threw the pot and the tomato seedling straight out of the hatch.

Qu Tong: “…”

Great! I’ve got my eye on you now, Little Huangmao.

Qu Tong composed herself and went down from the spaceship to pick up her little tomato.

As she had guessed, there were also about a dozen strong men armed with weapons guarding outside the spaceship.

Along with those on the ship, there were about thirty people in total.

After all the valuables had been collected, the man with three white eyes began to pick out the younger people from the crowd.

Out of the more than 200 people on the spaceship, only about 30 young men were selected; the remaining elderly, women, children, and some thin men did not catch their interest.

“What are you doing? Let go of my son! We’ve given you all our money, where are you taking my son?” An old woman was crying out while clutching her son’s clothes, trying to prevent them from taking him away.

“Get out of the way, you damn old hag!” the strong man cursed and kicked the old woman away.

The old woman happened to fall right in front of Qu Tong and others, curled up and moaning in pain.

Watching her son being led away, the old woman tried frantically to stand up but kept falling back down after several attempts.

Qu Tong saw the strong men leading the old woman’s son away without any intention of dealing with their group of the weak and elderly, so she bent down to help the old woman on the ground who was already in tears.

Huangmao suddenly said to the man with three white eyes, “Brother Yong, this chick doesn’t look too bad; we can bring her back for the boss to change things up.”

Qu Tong: “…”

The man with three white eyes glanced over and casually waved his hand, “Fine, take her along.”

Qu Tong’s expression slightly agape, she raised her head, forgetting to exert force while helping the old woman.

The people behind her, scared, moved back a bit and looked sympathetically at this kind-hearted young woman.

…

Qu Tong’s hands and feet were bound, and she was taken away with those thirty or so men by two flying vehicles.

After traveling for about four to five hours, they were brought to another Wasteland Star.

It was still a desolate place with almost no vegetation, the soil and rocks were darker than normal, the air was scorching hot, and there were several deep black holes visible under the mountain walls.

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It seemed this group was not only Star Thieves but also traffickers who mined in private mines.

The thirty or so people were divided into two lines, strung together with two ropes, and led out of the flying vehicles, with Qu Tong at the end.

“Hurry up! The ones at the back, keep up!”

Huangmao tugged on the rope; those in front with longer legs were fine, but Qu Tong nearly stumbled.

Thankfully, a young man carrying a laser cannon next to her gave her a hand, and Qu Tong steadied herself before whispering “Thank you.”

The young man didn’t say anything, just stood there expressionless.

Qu Tong took the opportunity to take a look; compared to the other strong men, the young man was slimmer but was carrying the heaviest weapon.

Several more people came towards them; judging by their attire, they were part of the same group as these Star Thieves.

“How’s the haul?” A woman with long golden waves, dressed provocatively, clapped Brother Yong’s shoulder and asked familiarly.

“Not bad, we only brought back the young and strong ones. If the flying vehicles had more space, we could’ve taken more,” Brother Yong replied with a smile, his dark and skinny hand reaching for the woman’s fair hand.

The woman withdrew her hand in advance and came over to look at the people they had brought back, nodding her head in satisfaction.

Walking to the back, the woman noticed a gaze that had been on her the whole time.

Looking up, their eyes met.