"Take your hand away."

Min Rou raised her hand and opened the dirty hand.

In the past, whenever she saw different girls being pulled out, Min Rou would be scared to death like other girls.

She was originally an ordinary girl, and it was normal to be afraid.

She also thought that when it was her turn to be pulled out one day, not only would she cry and struggle like other girls, but she might also kill herself by biting her tongue to protect her innocence.

But at this moment, Min Rou found that she was so calm.

I didn't cry, struggled to resist, and didn't think to bite my tongue.

He just opened his dirty hand with contempt on his face and stood up from the ground.

This made Smith feel that his pride had been trampled on, and he was immediately embarrassed and angry, and Huo Di raised his right hand.

Min Rou didn't hide, didn't blink her eyes, and looked at him coldly.

Annoyed and angry, Smith thought that he would be easy, so he slapped Min Rou to the ground and kicked her a few more times, making her cry like other girls who had been ruined.

didn't expect Min Rou to be so calm.

He raised his hand and froze in the air.

You hit me, you come to hurt me.

Cut, just like you, it's already a lot of courage for your mother to give birth to you, but you shamelessly call me little sister - Min Rou looked at Smith with obvious sneer.

The corners of Smith's eyebrows and eyes kept shaking, his raised right hand began to tremble, and the sound of gnashing his teeth came from his unstoppable mouth.

"Smith, for the sake of a lot of dollars, don't be like this girl."

Miller next to him, after seeing that Smith was difficult to ride the tiger, immediately jumped out to relieve the siege, and when he looked at Min Rou and smiled, he showed a mouth full of big yellow teeth: "Hurry up and get down to business, it's not early, and the gold owner is still waiting over there." ”

"Hmph, stinky little, if it weren't for your very valuable sake, Lao Tzu would definitely correct you on the spot. Let's see if it's your arrogance, or Lao Tzu's spear. ”

Smith cursed and pulled a plastic bag out of his pocket.

In the plastic bag, there are disposable syringes, and a small bottle of medicine that has been prepared a long time ago.

"Aren't you arrogant? Then let's make you proud. Ha, haha. ”

When Smith plunged the needle into the vial, he immediately became happy when he saw Min Rou's face finally change.

He likes girls to be afraid.

I especially hate Min Rou's indifference and calmness just now, which will give him an unpleasant illusion that the girl is the dominant one, and he is just a dog.

Looking at the pale blue potion that was slowly being drawn into the syringe, Min Rou knew that it must be something that made her unconscious.

After being injected with this thing, she may pass out and be slaughtered without any reaction.

It is also possible to become a and woman who is shameless and only wants men to trample on her.

Either way, it was something she didn't want.

But so what?

She's just a weak woman at the moment.

Even the sudden calmness just now made Smith and the others jealous.

But what can she change?

Her tragic fate was already doomed from the time she left Macau alone.

Now, the only thing she can do is to give up unnecessary resistance and leave her fate to God.

To put it simply, since resistance will only bring Smith and others the pleasure and feeling of bad taste, then let God do it, love is as good as it gets.

So, when Smith held the needle in her right hand and raised her left hand to prevent her from resisting, Min Rou leaned against the container and closed her eyes.

Since she was a child, she has been afraid of injections.

I remember one time, she fainted and fainted, but Lao Min was scared half to death.

But this time, she didn't.

When the left arm stabbed slightly, Min Rou suddenly smiled.

The smile is extremely sad and unwilling.

After all, she still can't "see death as home", can't accept that her innocence was taken away like this, and can't accept that before the tragic fate came, the man she trusted the most didn't appear in front of her like a god as she imagined, showing his skills and sweeping Smith and others.

"Farewell, Li Nannan."

Min Rou laughed again and muttered as her mind suddenly blurred.

This time, her smile is no longer sad, no longer unwilling, only distressingly strong.

The moment she lost her mind, she had already made up her mind - from now on, there would be no Min Rou in the world, and Min Rou would never know Li Nannan again.

She was convinced that by the time she came to her senses again, she had been defiled.

She is no longer Min Rou.

Min Rou, the incomparably innocent girl in the past, has been dead from this moment on.

What is alive is just a soulless, filthy walking corpse.

This body no longer deserves to be called "Min Rou".

Of course, she no longer deserves the love that makes her heart move.

Now that these are gone, is it necessary for her to know Li Nannan again?

Min Rou did not blame Li Nannan for this.

From the moment she was taken to the rooftop of the Venus Casino Building by Karavic, she never blamed Li Nannan, but secretly hated her for her own death.

"In this life, I live too stupidly."

Min Rou, whose mind was suddenly blank, tried to open her eyes, wanting to shout out this sentence loudly, wanting to tell everyone in front of her.

She used all her strength, but she didn't spit out a word.

Like, no matter how big her eyes were, she couldn't see the people in front of her, only two faint round rays of light shining on her face.

After she smiled one last time, the world was no longer hers.

It's as if you've come to a dream.

In the dream, Min Rou could feel that someone was holding her arms and getting into a car.

It was supposed to be an ambulance or something with a bed in it.

She was placed on the bed when she heard someone talking.

There were Smith, Miller, and other voices.

It was strange that she could hear the voices of these people, but she couldn't tell what they were talking about.

Only the simple syllables of "bang" when the cars are vigorously closed, can make her already slow brain think, analyze it, and transmit it to her cranial nerve center.

The car is very stable while driving, which is much more comfortable than being locked in a container and being placed on a freighter to bump in the sea.

But it's also like being in the middle of the sea - it's the kind of slight waves, the body turns with the car, the deceleration when crossing the road, the acceleration is obvious, and there is a noticeable inertia.

Min Rou should have her eyes open.

She felt that she should be like this.

It's just that everything is white, and her eyes don't move, without the slightest sanity.

She could feel her eyes open, a subconscious reaction.

I don't know how long it was, but the car stopped.

When the car stopped, Min Rou's mind cleared up a little.

The amount of the potion that Smith had injected her had begun to wane.

The sound of someone talking again sounded in Min Rou's ears.

This time, she was able to analyze a little bit what they were talking about.

Smith and Miller, still in the car, were talking to a man in a flattering voice.

The sound of their speech, to Min Rou's ears, was a muffled buzzing sound.

It's as if they're covering their mouths and noses and talking, it's not real at all.

If it weren't for these days, Min Rou would have been familiar with Smith and the others, knowing that they both had extremely serious pharyngitis, and almost every word she said, she would have to cough heavily, otherwise it would be impossible to be sure that it was them who spoke.

Handsome in appearance.

The skin is white and tender.

Pure virgin.

Eight million dollars.

Pay with one hand, deliver with the other.

After these words were brought together, Min Rou's slow brain thought analyzed what was going on.

No wonder Smith didn't dare to touch Min Rou without permission, it turned out that her identity was completely different from those "difficult friends" in the container.

She is especially valuable.

Eight million dollars.

Converted into Chinese currency, it is about 50 million.

It was for the sake of the 50 million US dollars that Smith and the others endured it and did not dare to damage her body.

Only then did Min Rou know that she was so valuable.

She seemed to laugh self-deprecatingly, and said silently: "I knew that I was so valuable, why didn't I sell myself earlier?" I'm so stupid - Li scum is even more stupid! A beautiful woman worth 50 million gave it to him for nothing, but he didn't want it. Huh, don't? Deserve. That's going to be cheaper for others. ”

Someone pushed the stretcher bed.

There are blurred red and blue flashes, which look particularly dazzling in the night.

Min Rou was sure that this was an ambulance.

And she should have been disguised as a patient, lying on a stretcher, and being pushed in front of the "master" who spent eight million dollars to buy her.

As the car was being pushed around, Min Rou heard Smith's voice of hard thanks.

The voice was full of joy.

"It seems that he has already received eight million."

When Min Rou, who couldn't speak, analyzed it like this, she found that her brain thinking was getting clearer and clearer.

Her analysis was not wrong.

Through his mobile phone, after seeing that there were eight million more dollars in his account, if he wasn't afraid of being noticed, he really wanted to jump up and yell.

Fools also know that the business of human trafficking is not profitable, and as long as they are bold enough to dare to treat the weeping of the heavenly spirits of the ancestors and ancestors as nothing, they can "make a fortune" in the shortest possible time.

Especially when you get a superb debut like Min Rou.

Eight million dollars.

This tree is in Uncle Bill's eyes, of course, it can't be considered hairy, but how many Uncle Bill are there in the world?

In this life, not only do Smith and the others have no chance to become Uncle Bi, even if they become millions of well-off, it is a dream.

Human trafficking is indeed very profitable – but that money is being earned by the traffickers.

A little brother like Smith, after wandering in the sea for so long, can get 50,000 dollars, which is already very good.

So, this time, they can get four million dollars each with Miller, can they not be excited to go crazy?

They also have to be extremely grateful to the officials of the British Mishima Islands and the tsunami they have not seen.

It is precisely for these reasons that dozens of elites, including human traffickers, have all been buried in the sea or captured by the authorities.

Suddenly, the previously well-organized organization was suddenly chaotic, the group of dragons had no leader, and under the desperate search and arrest of the British officials, people were panicked, who could take care of Min Rou?

What to do with this girl worth eight million dollars is completely up to Smith and the others.

"It's a pity that I couldn't touch the little yellow flower that was so bright that I watched her being arched by a pig."

Looking at Min Rou, who was pushed away, Smith stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and then became happy: "However, Lao Tzu is rich now." After that, are you still afraid that there will be no beautiful women to play with? ”

"That's it, that's it."

Miller, who was next to him, stared at Smith's mobile phone and urged: "Hurry up and go, so as not to be discovered." ”