Luo Nanchu's expression relaxed, stood up from the ground, she walked over and opened the door, and saw the little girl standing at the door smiling sweetly at her, she subconsciously said thank you: "Thank you......" Before she finished speaking, her face turned pale all of a sudden.

Luo Nanchu slammed into the room, and the tall man standing behind the little girl walked into the room.

The man with a cigarette stroked the little girl's hair and smiled with satisfaction: "Sangya, it's really thanks to you all along." If it weren't for your help, we wouldn't have caught so many women so easily. ”

The little girl who was called Sangya had a sweet smile, and she looked innocent, exactly the same as the smile she had just coaxed Luo Nanchu.

The house was too small, Luo Nanchu had nowhere to run, there was no window in the room, and she didn't have a chance to jump out of the window if she wanted to.

She was soon caught by the man who came in on the edge of the wall, and was carried directly from the ground, she screamed in fright, and kicked him hard, but the other party grabbed her hair from behind, and lowered her voice and threatened: "Settle down!" You don't want to suffer a little, do you? My fists don't have long eyes! ”

The man who was smoking at the door chuckled, "Okova, you can't be so rude to the girl, you can't sell her for a good price if you hurt her." ”

Luo Nanchu was carried out by Okova, and he said to the man who was smoking, "Take off the headscarf from her face and see how that face is, if not, talk to Nero about the price when the time comes." ”

The man who smoked raised his hand to lift the blanket on Luo Nanchu's head, "What good woman can be here?" We can catch one, it's lucky......" His eyes fell on Luo Nanchu's face, his expression was obviously stunned, and then he pinched Luo Nanchu's chin, and his tone was pleasantly surprised, "Oh my God, we're rich!" ”

Luo Nanchu felt a trace of creepy fear in his ecstatic gaze.

She struggled desperately, but the arms clamped around her arms and waist almost broke her, her hair was grabbed again, the man lifted her head, and she felt three or four pairs of eyes looking at her face.

Luo Nanchu was furious, those eyes didn't look at her like she was looking at a person at all, but just looking at a goods, she was now in their eyes, a good price of goods.

That kind of look made Luo Nan want to die at first.

She was lowered from Okova's shoulders, and the men looked at her, from beginning to end.

Her cold hair stood on end, her face was pale, and her body was covered with mud, and the appearance of her cloak was definitely not good-looking, and in those increasingly unscrupulous eyes, she couldn't help but want to hide behind.

Okva, who was standing behind her, grabbed her by the waist, took her in his arms, looked up and said to a few of his accomplices, "I don't think we need to sell her to Nero now. ”

His tone changed a little, the original idea of wanting to sell for money faded, isn't it a pity that such a beautiful woman was sold immediately? You have to play enough first. Anyway, Nero's side didn't care if they touched the woman they sold to him or not, he just had to be a young woman anyway.

The man who smoked looked at Luo Nanchu, who was hugged by his companion, he licked his lips and said to Okva, "I'm next." ”

The content of that tone speaks for itself.