The moment he heard my words, Captain Liang ran toward the wall and climbed it. It was good that he still had some conscience. Once he made it safely to the top of the wall, he stood up and reached down. “Quick, give me your hands. I’ll pull you up!”

He pulled me up first, then both of us helped Li Mazi. At this moment, two groups of villagers had gathered outside the house. They were like an army, shooting us hostile looks. All of them had weapons.

We had just pulled Li Mazi halfway when he screamed. “Damn, they cut me! They cut me!”

We hurried to pull him up. Li Mazi was pale and visibly panicked. A machete had been stuck deep in the sole of his sports shoe. He cussed as he plucked the blade off.

“Not good, they’re trying to climb the wall,” said Captain Liang.

I craned my neck and saw several men climbing their way up. That two-meter...