The weather was humid and the sky was dark. The village was deserted and some of the doors and windows were boarded.
Li Du felt as though he was starring in a horror film with a perverted storyline. The sad part was, although to outsiders he might be seen as the villain, he was, in fact, the victim in the film.
There were many mosquitoes and very soon, Li Du had itchy bumps all over his body. He fought the urge to scratch them.
Li Du continued to walk along the streets of the village. The black young man had left a phone for him and just as he was going deeper into the village, the phone rang.
Li Du took the call and heard the rough voice again. "Now, turn right. Don't try anything funny, I know your navigation skills are pretty good."
"I want to see my friend. I will only give you guys the money after I see him," Li Du quickly cut in.
