[Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: White Moonlight (3)]
A luxurious white cruise ship was sailing in the sea, and a bright moon was hanging high in the dark sky.
The sea breeze swept the waves, and together with the symphony coming from the dance hall, created a moving melody.
In the auction hall, men competed fiercely for beauties, land, mineral deposits, and even various new drugs.
The female companions who boarded the ship together were left downstairs, waiting for the dance to begin to the sound of soothing and pleasant concerto.
Yan Qing naturally had no chance to participate in this extraordinary excitement. After stepping down from the auction table, she was taken to the room of the man with glasses.
Just like an ancient concubine, she lay on the bed waiting for the emperor's visit.
The difference is that she had one hand handcuffed to the head of the bed and didn't even have the most basic freedom.
From outside the door came the voice of the man with glasses asking the bodyguard to wait outside. He pushed the door open and entered, seeing a beauty with black hair spread out like a waterfall on the bed.
He took off his glasses and threw them on the sofa, then picked up the keys on top and walked to the bed.
Yan Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he looked like a frightened little white rabbit.
"What a beauty." The man admired her trembling posture from a superior position, with a hint of teasing in his pretended kind smile.
Before he got close, Yan Qing could smell the strong smell of alcohol on him.
When her eyes touched the conspicuous black mole on the tip of his nose, the humiliating scene from the original owner's memory suddenly emerged, causing her pupils to shrink and her face to turn pale.
The effect of empathy is that there is no need to deliberately pretend to be frightened.
She struggled hard, and the iron shackles left bright red marks on her delicate white wrists.
The man clicked his tongue, stroked her slender arms tenderly, and opened the shackles on her hands.
"Don't be afraid, my Oriental girl."
Yan Qing sat up, half hugged himself and huddled against the head of the bed. He blinked, his eyes still filled with tears.
Staring at his face, she spoke carefully: "Sir, are you also Chinese?"
Thanks to the original owner's innocent appearance with almond eyes and rosy cheeks, she was able to act innocent with much greater ease.
Since this man wanted to act like a gentleman, she was willing to play along with him.
"My last name is Gao." The man narrowed his eyes and looked at her, a hint of nostalgia on his face, "My ancestors lived in Jing City, Su Province, China."
After seeing Yan Qing let down his guard a little because of his words, his eyes darkened.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he felt the excitement of a prey falling into a trap.
Yan Qing was still a little nervous: "Thank you Mr. Gao for saving me."
"It's just a piece of cake." The demon in human skin hid his claws and the look he cast on her was clearly filled with the desire to tear her apart and eat her.
According to the rules of the underworld, all purchased goods would be fed with medicine in advance, so he was not worried that the little lamb in front of him would be able to escape from his palm.
So he didn't mind taking some time to play with her patiently.
This is also a kind of interest for him.
Yan Qing's face was flushed. She shook her dizzy head and her eyelids drooped inexplicably becoming heavy.
She pinched her thigh, the pain made tears well up in her eyes, and she half-sobbed, "Mr. Gao, can I take a cold shower?"
Her voice, with a hint of pleading, was as soft as her.
Gao Yue suddenly felt as restless as a young boy who had just fallen in love, and he wished he could pin the person down and play all kinds of tricks on her.
Sure enough, the fresher the flesh, the more it makes people feel like they are returning to youth.
"Go ahead, good girl." He stood up and made room for me, leaning against the bedside table.
He unbuckled his belt, took out his gun, smiled contemptuously, threw it into the drawer of the bedside table, then took out a cigar from it and put it in his mouth and bit it.
Yan Qing looked unsteady as he walked towards the bathroom, turning back halfway to look at him timidly.
I happened to witness him carelessly putting the gun into the drawer.
Looking down on women is a bad trait of most men.
She was a weak woman who was controlled by drugs and had no sharp weapons on her, so Gao Yue naturally did not take her seriously.
Yan Qing had to persuade the system to suppress the power of the medicine in her body, so that she would not become a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered at will.
She was so weak that she seemed to be blown away by the wind. She moved her steps with difficulty, pretending to be controlled by lust, and slowly broke down the man's little defense.
Watching her graceful figure disappearing behind the bathroom door, Gao Yue bit his cigar tightly and hooked a toolbox out from under the bed with his foot.
"I hope the good girl can stand the fun." He squatted down and opened the box. Looking at the dazzling array of toys inside, an obscene smile spread across his face.
Gao Yue likes little girls, and even adult women are too fond of petite girls like Yan Qing.
He had some perverted pleasures in bed. Over the years, dozens, if not hundreds, of women had died in his bed.
The bathroom is on the other side of the room, a little further from the door. If you turn on the shower, the sound of the water is enough to cover up some other sounds.
Yan Qing moved the shower head towards the bathroom door to wet the floor, and poured a lot of shower gel on it.
Pinch the flower thorn hidden in the stockings in your hand, and when the mist in the bathroom reaches a certain density, deliberately let out a scream.
As a strong man, it is easy for Gao Yue to control the delicate and weak girl.
He was careless and did not realize the danger hidden behind that sweet cry.
The desire for control and destruction surging in his body pushed him into the trap of the banshee.
The bathroom door was opened, Yan Qing tensed his body, and quickly attacked when he stepped in.
The thud was drowned out by the sound of water from the shower hitting the wall.
The moment Gao Yue fell, Yan Qing rushed over and pressed on his back, holding down his head with force, and pierced his shoulder with the thorns of his fingertips.
This position can paralyze his upper limbs for a short period of time.
"Damn bitch!" Gao Yue struggled and cursed. A series of events made him realize that the girl he had bought with a million dollars was a little white rabbit in disguise.
Unfortunately, when he realized the danger, the opponent's sharp teeth had already bitten into his vitals.
She had almost completely pressed the flower thorn into the vagina, and the wet stockings became her killing weapon, tightly wrapped around the man's neck.
Gao Yue's sudden burst of strength before his death almost overwhelmed her, but Yan Qing strangled his neck tightly and refused to let go.
After the person was completely silent, she didn't dare to let go for a long time.
Until he fell to the ground exhausted.
She also suffered a lot of injuries.
Propping herself up, she looked into Gao Yue's wide-open eyes and checked his breathing, heartbeat and pulse again to make sure he was not pretending to be dead.
As she stood up, a thoughtful look crossed her face.
After a moment, she collected her thoughts, ignored the injuries on her body, hurried out of the bathroom, and approached the window carefully.
Outside is the endless deep sea, illuminated by the cold moonlight.
Even if she could swim, it would be impossible for her to swim out of the deep sea on her own.
Now that Gao Yue died in her hands, if the people left outside find out something is wrong, death will still be the only thing waiting for her.
What should she do?
The more critical the moment, the calmer Yan Qing's face seemed.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
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