Chapter 133 He’s coming, he’s coming
Behind the abandoned Gisai factory are rows of self-built houses.
The format of each self-built house is similar, with a front yard of more than 30 square meters.
Next door to where Zeng Shen dropped off Barbara in the morning was a three-story self-built house.
In the lobby on the first floor of the self-built house.
Several white-skinned young men with short hair and fierce faces, smoking cigarettes, a leopard tattooed on their arms, were gathering on the sofa to play cards.
In several rooms behind them, one room was filled with various medicine bottles, exuding various sweet medicinal smells.
One is similar to a private torture chamber, with various sex props.
The remaining rooms are all bunk beds for four people. The decorated clothes, cosmetics, and dressing tables inside make it look like a women's dormitory.
But these rooms are all empty.
Only in the last room squatted a girl with disheveled clothes and torture.
The girl held her head in her hands and huddled in the corner, her eyes full of despair.
There were two or three very eye-catching whip marks on her thighs, back, and arms.
Obviously, this was left after someone had just beaten him.
On the second floor of this self-built house.
They are independent women's boudoirs, and there are many young girls who are petite and outstanding in appearance, who look like they are underage or about to become adults.
Among them, a Lolita girl with a delicate and beautiful face and a petite figure was wearing a black leather jacket, her eyes looking directly out the window at the road next to the courtyard door.
On her face, there was a look of nervous anticipation and anxiety.
On the sofa in the lobby on the second floor outside the door of the girls' room.
A woman in her forties or fifties, half-aged and wearing heavy makeup, was smoking a cigarette very irritably in one hand, and holding a leather whip in the other hand, hitting the floor twice from time to time.
Whenever she whipped the floor, the blond girls in the room became nervous unconsciously, as if the whip might hit them at any time.
When she finished smoking the cigarette in her hand, threw it on the ground, stood up and walked into the room of the Lolita girl who was wearing black leather clothes and leaning against the window.
As she approached the girl in black leather, the smell of snuff poured into the girl's nostrils, causing the girl to take a step back.
Seeing this, the old woman didn't care and said: "Barbara, I brought you from the slums of Moxico to Da Mo. I watched you grow from a skinny root to the most beautiful girl here. , I have the greatest expectations for you, but the first action. , You let me down so much, how could you take out the bottle, forget to open it, and leave it in his car."
"Sister Bao, please believe me, give me another chance, I really I don’t want to be a hostess..."
the Lolita girl begged.
“I can give you a chance, but will he come again? I don’t think he will come tonight. You’d better be mentally prepared to officially list your first house at the Golden Leopard Bar tomorrow. Just once.”
“Sister Bao, no, I really don’t want to go. , he will come back, I don’t want to be like them (the listed girls). I have value, I can catch other rich boys and play fairy dance... Then we blackmail them hard."
The Lolita girl reaches out. He grabbed Sister Bao's arm, pleading in her eyes.
"Child, how can I still believe that you would forget to open the bottle again, or even drop the bottle in someone else's car again, such a dangerous thing would happen?"
"Sister Bao, I really..."
"Okay, stop talking. If you are obedient, you will suffer less physical pain. Don't wait. Have a good night's rest tonight. I will take care of you tomorrow morning. You go over."
The woman named Sister Bao pulled away Barbara's hand, turned and walked to the door, then turned to look at her, her voice no longer as gentle as before. The cold warning said:
"Also, don't think about escaping. In recent years, everyone who wants to escape will end up worse than the one downstairs. At age, he ran away on the first day he posted his name. La is even worse, you should know that."
When Barbara heard this, her body trembled suddenly, and she tried to hold back a tear from falling from the corner of her eye.
She looked at this small room, a small room where she rarely had the chance to go outside.
She felt as if she was living in a cage. And everything outside the window seemed to be another world that had nothing to do with her.
She wished that there was a light that could shine into this cage, give her wings, and lead her to escape from this glamorous, but actually rotten city where the upper and lower classes were separated. .
Suddenly, a ray of light shone through her window, and two car horns sounded on the road.
moment.
She opened her eyes wide and quickly leaned down to the window to look.
A familiar RV was parked at the door of the courtyard next door.
At once, she said as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Sister Bao, he is here, he is here, he is here in that RV."
"Here he is. ?” Sister Bao immediately walked to the window and saw the RV parked there.
Immediately, she said immediately: "Go down and take him to the Golden Leopard Bar. Then at the party, I will ask someone to add obedient water to your wine and let him drink it. Then you will guide and seduce him to a nearby hotel." After opening a room, let him take a shower first, and then when it’s time to go to bed, we will rush in to take photos and videos to wake him up...”
“Yeah, sister Bao, I know”
Barbara nodded sharply, turned around and ran downstairs.
Sister Bao squinted, looked at her back and said, "This is your last chance. Whether you live on the first floor or in a separate room on the second floor is up to you."
When Barbara heard this, she paused, then lowered her head and continued walking to the first floor in silence.
…
In the No. 1 Divine Chariot.
Zeng Shen looked at the self-built house in front of him with wooden railings in confusion.
"It's been a long time, why hasn't the girl come down yet? No. 1, are you sure you stopped right?"
"Master, I have a trip recording device, and I'm sure I stopped here in the morning. ”
No. 1 made a mechanical sound.
"Okay then, you honk the horn twice."
"Beep...beep..."
After two blasts of the horn, there is still no one in the self-built house When someone opened the door, no light came on.
Zeng Shen was a little confused, wondering if the people inside had escaped and whether he should teleport in to see.
Sudden.
A rapid system prompt suddenly sounded in his ears.
【Danger! Danger! A third-level hell-type god is approaching the host. With the host's current strength...]
Zeng Shen ignored the prompts in his ears and looked up at Barbara, who appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the road.
Barbara slowly walked to the cab window and said to Zeng Shen inside with the same sweet voice as always: "Brother, I thought you weren't coming."
"If I don't come, then I won't be able to experience your unlucky second culture tonight." Zeng Shen turned sideways, placed his elbows on the edge of the window, and looked down at the Lolita girl in front of him.
By car lights.
Under the girl's delicate white skin, under her collarbone, the V-neck of her tight-fitting black short leather jacket has a leaky seam and a seductive wave line protruding from it.
He didn't notice at all.
The first thing that caught his attention was.
This Lolita girl had a slap mark on her face that was originally fair at noon, and there was a dark red whip mark on the inside of her arm.
(End of this chapter)