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Chapter 553: Unending Hatred (2)

Ales's wind and snow seemed to take special care of the slums, and the cold wind howled through the deep alleys, beating on her thin body, her thin waist could not be grasped, and she wrapped the coarse cloth cloak on her body, and clutched two bags of blood tightly in her hands.

A voice came from behind her, but she didn't bother to pay attention, "Yo, Alec, come out to buy blood again, how is it, was Chris strong enough last night?" "There is no shortage of hooligans in the slums, and a drunken scoundrel walks past her in a disrespectful tone, but she is used to it.

"Fuck off." She said coldly, without a single expression on her face.

The little rascal's voice was obviously drunk, and he put a hand on her shoulder, "Yo, so faceless? How did I hear that you can be very active in bed, I wonder if it's true? The man still refused, "Otherwise, it will be ...... tonight I'll pay for it, you and I will follow me for one night, and I promise that it will be no worse than Chris. ”

She stopped in her footsteps, she didn't hear anything else, she only heard the keywords, money, what she needed most right now.

She shook her shoulders and shook the rascal's hand off her shoulder, then turned around and raised her blood-red eyes and said coldly, "How much." ”

"That's right, how about 10 silver coins a night? My price is much more expensive than in the Central District. The man was satisfied, and then his hand restlessly touched the girl's ass.

"Let go." She opened the man's hand, but the man rubbed the red hand sheepishly, and even sniffed it carefully.

"When you become a bitch, you still want to set up a torii? Who in the slums doesn't know that the night lady in this piece counts you at a high price? But...... A chicken is a chicken, no matter how high you are, you can't change the fact! The man stared at her with a cold and disdainful look, and there was no flattering appearance of soliciting business with ordinary night ladies on weekdays, because even if there was no need to stand on the street to solicit customers and want to do business with her, there was no shortage of people, men were all cheap, and the more cold they were, the more men pounced on.

In the end, the rascal said, "Chickens have been chickens all their lives, and no matter how beautiful they are, they are still bitches." ”

Her heart stabbed and she gritted her teeth.

She's used to the abuse, and she seems to be able to do anything as long as it's for the money.

Another gray-blue eye appeared in her heart inexplicably, and such words had never been said in that mouth.

"Five silver coins as a deposit, I'll go to you tonight." She said coldly.

The man took out four silver coins from his ass pocket, took out another one for a long time but didn't take out another one, and then casually threw the four to her like an uncle, "Give you four first, and give you the remaining six when you are comfortable with me." ”

She took the money, patted the dirt on it, put it in her jacket pocket, and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

She casually threw the blood bag and four silver coins on the table, picked up one of the blood bags and sucked it in her mouth, picked up a tattered book and sat on the edge of the table to read.

"Reading a book? Do you still know how to read? It was still the mother's merciless ridicule, and then she glanced at the money on the table, "What, it's making money again?" How is it so little? ”

"It's enough to eat for two days, you can make do with it first." She was accustomed to her mother's ridicule, and then continued to look at the vague words on it, and could only barely recognize half of it, and only understood a rough idea.