537 Closed-shelf transactions

The usher took back the energy pen stupidly, but he was afraid that he would be unhappy by the "bandits", and the ferocious Dafa dismantled the market and further dismantled her bones to kill her, so he quickly squeezed the dimples on his cheeks and pulled out a big smile. arrive

"Well...... "Well," she said, "then I recommend you to visit the 7th and 8th districts, our 7th and 8th districts are selected male and female slaves between the ages of 16 and 38, not only the quality of the goods is the best in the whole audience, but also the best shopping environment." District 7 is a male slave monopoly, and District 8 is a female slave monopoly, which one do guests want to go to first?"

Gu Hanhan is dispensable, she and Zheng Wenwen are the first big girls to go to the sedan chair once, and no one has done their homework in advance, of course, they can only listen to the usher. So she nodded and said, "Of course, I went to see the man first." โ€

"Okay, 7 districts, 19 tourists, elevator just away. The waitress quickly called up the free elevator reservation board on the metal wall with the tip of her fingers, and made an appointment for them.

Consistent with the information shown in the cloud map guide, there are indeed not many tourists who choose to go to areas 7 and 8, and after making reservations, the huge number "7" flashes on the wall soon after, and then a moving door appears on the wall in front of them. After the door was opened, there was a circular metal space with a diameter of more than ten meters, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

The elevator moved forward and then ascended, and after about five or six minutes it slowed down, and the metal outer wall of the elevator cracked from the top, breaking into several petals and opening out in all directions, and the platform held them up until it was level with the ground. The outer wall of the elevator is fully unfolded, quickly liquefied and merged into the pattern radiating on the floor, and the circular platform is embedded in the center of the pattern, which happens to form a shining pentagram, which is the symbol of the United Nations Slave Trade Agency's announcement to the universe for the trading of human-based intelligent life.

A spectacular glass wall stood in front of them, three or four meters high. Behind the glass wall is a glass vitrine, in which are frames of adult males, all of whom are barley. Gu Hanhan turned his head, there were glass windows like this on all sides, and countless male โ–กโ–ก and the glass window walls that covered them were like a huge labyrinth, opening up from low to high arrays, enveloping them in the center. The flesh color collided with the eyes, accompanied by the reflection of glass and mirrors, as if the sky was full of stars, illuminating the eyes of Venus. It was like a torrential rain, and it smashed down together. Rao is Gu Hanhan can be regarded as having seen a big scene in the Acropolis, and he was also a little stunned for a while.

This reaction made the hostess regain a little professional confidence, and she stepped forward to introduce majestically: "The whole layout of Zone 7 is in the shape of an ancient coin with an outer circle and an inner square, and the internal route is set up in a spiral shape, supplemented by 36 fast lanes that run through it vertically and horizontally. It covers a total area of 300 acres, with a total of 108 sets of windows and more than 20,000 slaves for sale in real time. In terms of the entire slave market, it can be regarded as a large scale. โ€

Gu Hanhan listened to the hostess's words and went to look at these glass windows, and between each two rows of windows, there was a door hole several meters wide for guests to enter and exit.

"Guests can now choose any door at will," the hostess made a gesture of please, "from any door, along the road, you can finally see the entire area of slaves for sale, you can also take the quick way back to the central elevator from the fast lane, very convenient to buy." โ€

She said with a smile: "Actually, there is a traditional game in our market, which is quite interesting in districts 7 and 8. It is to shake a number by shaking lots, then stand in the pre-selected doorway, blindfold, turn around three times in place, stop in which direction, walk forward in that direction, and count the slaves who pass by while walking, until the number that was shaken before, and buy the slave. It is said that the slaves thus bought would be very satisfying and would bring good luck to their masters. Why don't you give it a try, it's said to be very effective? โ€

Gu Hanhan and Zheng Wenwen immediately sneered together when they heard this--This traditional game, when it was first on the earth, in the temple in the scenic area, the two of us encountered it! Our immeasurable girl duo was cheated by a fortune teller for five yuan, which added up to just enough to buy a slave here. Sure enough, the truth is in the hands of liars, and the more traditional it is, the more vital it is.

"Pick up the leak," Gu Hanhan smiled and said, "Draw a lot?"

"Don't smoke," Zheng Wenwen said, "The unscrupulous girl duo has no other shortcomings, just they are not superstitious!"

So the two held hands, picked up the nearest entrance, and walked into the array of shop windows. Miss Usher's professionalism is full marks, and she is ridiculed by the unscrupulous girl duo on the earth without changing her face, not angry, or daring to be angry but not daring to speak, all in all, she still smiles sweetly and movingly. She also tends to take care of Hanhan step by step, introduce at any time, and can also wait for opportunities to sell.

Sandwiched between the two sides of the road, countless lights/butts/strands of men in the transparent glass windows rushed to their faces, like uniformly shaped street trees. The men were uniformly shaved bald, and the hair, including โ–กโ–ก and other parts of the body, was also shaved clean, leaving only the eyebrows. The whole body is smeared with shiny oil, and the neck ring around the neck is stamped with a bold number on it, and it poses like a mannequin. Behind them, there is a whole wall of mirrors, which is used to reflect the parts of the back that cannot be directly seen by visitors, so as to achieve a perfect effect that has nothing to hide. And every time Gu Hanhan and the others passed by a slave, the spotlight above the slave's head would turn on, illuminating his naked body and revealing his slightness.

"As you can see," said the hostess, "all of our slaves in District 7 are sold behind closed racks. Once the slaves are on the shelves, there will never be any direct physical contact with other tourists or backstage staff, and the whole process is automated from warehousing to sales, and even the cleaning and disinfection are carried out by circulating airflow. Therefore, in terms of safety, hygiene and quality, guests can rest assured. What is the quality of outbound inspection, what quality is the quality you buy in your hands, and there will be no discount. โ€

"But this in no way affects the quality of your slaves and their selection," she stresses, "Our sales window uses the most advanced human control inspection system, whether you want to look at any part or organ, or whether you want to check whether any function meets your requirements, this control system can do it." There will never be a situation like not being able to see clearly, not seeing, having a blind spot in the lens, or having a large control error, and the action is seriously deformed. Guests can try it, the operation of this system is fool-proof, especially easy to learn, I can give you a demonstration first. โ€

By this time, they had already walked through more than a dozen sets of shop windows and began to go deep into the interior of the sales area, and in addition to themselves, they could gradually see other tourists on the road sporadically. And not far ahead, there happened to be a guest who was fiddling with the slave in the window with the remote control.

It was a half-aged man, wearing a jacket, holding the remote control in one hand, leaning over his body, half of his shoulder against the glass wall of the window, holding a cigarette roll in the other hand, poking and scratching on the remote control while smoking, and his outstretched fingers, his nails had been yellowed by smoke.

In order to take care of Zheng Wenwen's ordinary eyesight, Gu Hanhan deliberately took a few steps forward and stood in front of the window next door so that she could see clearly.

The half-aged man saw the two young girls standing beside him with curious eyes, and knew that they were looking at him, but he didn't care, and only took the time to glance at them, and then lowered his head again and concentrated on his own fiddling, without the slightest intention of avoiding and concealing them, and looked at them generously.

I saw that the male guest now opened a treadmill sign on the controller, and a running belt appeared under the slave's feet in the window. With a flick of the strap, the running belt began to move, driving the slaves to run with it. At first, the speed of the running belt was low, but the speed of the male customer increased by a cut with each flick of the icon upward. As the male guest played with the icons one after another, the slave ran faster and faster, turning from jogging to running wildly, and soon he was so tired that his face was red and his ears were red, and he was panting like a cow. It wasn't until the slave couldn't hold on anymore and staggered forward that the man closed the point and stopped, the running belt disappeared from the slave's feet, and an air bag popped out to support the slave before he hit the ground, so that he wouldn't be injured. The controller popped up the values he had just tested, and the man nodded after reading it, seemingly satisfied with the slave's abilities.

Therefore, the male customer immediately opened a shackled sign and prepared for further medical examination. At the same time that the shackles logo is activated, dozens of magnetic rings pop up from the top of the window. Like a swop of wild bees, the magnetic ring flew up and down the slave's body, changing diameters around his limbs, torso, and all the parts of his body that could move. Under the pull of the magnetic force, the slave was torn into a "big" character and suspended in mid-air, unable to move a finger, completely losing control of his body. The controller in the man's hand changed to the shape of a handle, and he put the cigarette in his mouth and changed it to two hands. Through the action of magnetic force, the slave was forcibly placed in various convenient positions, and his body and organs were examined.

He first broke open the slave's mouth, looked at his teeth and tongue, and then asked him to raise his head to see if he could form a line from mouth to throat, whether the walls of his mouth and throat were smooth, and whether his esophagus and stomach were healthy. and plugged his throat with a probing lens and pinched his nasal cavity to test the time he was suffocating. He then curled up his body to look at his spine and limbs, joints, and soles of his feet, and then changed to a kneeling position, parting his ass and looking at his anus/portal and rectum. Finally, his genitals were also examined. And all these checks were carried out by the male guest with the joystick, and by the slave himself by his own hands.