After passing through the downtown area, the car stopped in front of a well-decorated clubhouse.

Mu Wuchong got out of the car and opened the door for her.

The elf hesitated for a moment, then stretched out its small foot first.

Her feet were clean, her skin was fair, and she stepped on the ground.

As soon as she walked out, she frowned.

Elves are flying around, rarely using legs and feet, her feet are extraordinarily delicate, but at this time, stepping on the rough and cracked ground, Mu Wuchong just glanced at it, didn't say anything, and walked towards the clubhouse.

The welcome lady standing at the door of the clubhouse saw him and immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Mu."

Mu Wuchong nodded lightly, and then walked in.

She gritted her teeth behind her and followed her into the clubhouse.

The clubhouse is particularly luxuriously furnished, and it is common to see richly dressed men or women leading people in around them, but strangely, the people who are led in wear a collar around their necks and look like pets.

She stared blankly at everything around her.

At this time, a pot-bellied man approached with a woman on all fours, as if he was holding a pet dog.

She stared at the scene with wide eyes and stopped a little overwhelmed.

The man saw her in the blink of an eye, saw the wings behind her, and a brilliant look appeared on his face.

"Mr. Mu, is this for fun?"

Mu Wuchong glanced at her with a smile.

"Look at her performance."

When the man heard this, a smile of surprise appeared on his face, and after a few words of greeting, he led the woman next to him away.

After the man left, Mu Wuchong approached her.

"Do you know where this is?"

She turned her head, and a trace of fear and confusion appeared on her clean and beautiful face: "Where is this?" ”

Mu Wuchong turned around and continued to walk forward with her.

"If a woman or a man bought from the black market is disobedient, she will be sent here to be trained. No matter what kind of temperament you used to have, as long as you have been here, you will become extremely obedient and well-behaved when you go out. His voice was steady, and he finally reached his destination: "Go in." ”

It was a dark room, and she paused, and finally walked slowly inside.

As soon as she entered, she stiffened.

There was a pile of strange torture instruments in the room, and the dim light shone down, rendering the surroundings ambiguous and cruel.

At this moment, Mu Wuchong walked in and casually turned on a switch.

The wall facing her slowly parted, revealing another room behind it.

In that room, a good-looking woman was being rubbed in the hands of several tower-like men and toyed with at will.

There was a wound on her body somewhere, blood was falling out of her body drop by drop, tears were streaming down her face, and she was moaning in pain.

"Run? Yes? What kind of place are you supposed to be? It's not a small amount of courage! ”

As he moved, the woman struggled in agony, but the wrists of both hands were nailed to the cross.

The elf, who had never seen such a miserable sight, took two steps back with a pale face and crashed into his arms.

Mu Wuchong grabbed her shoulders firmly, forcing her to look at the scene in front of her.

"See, if you don't obey, I'll send you over." His voice was calm, and he couldn't find the slightest emotion: "Unless you get trained here and don't disobey me anymore, it's hard to die." ”