Chapter 61: The Brothel Owner Picks Up Women at the Market



"Good boy, come home with me." Ergou's mother held Mai Sui's hand. Mai Sui happily wiped his tears and turned back to shout to his father, "Dad, let's go."

"My daughter, you'd better think it through." Mai Sui's father obviously didn't want her to marry a fool, but compared to those disaster victims who were even more miserable, they were actually lucky.

Mai Sui turned around and said, "Dad, this is the path I chose, and I don't regret it!"

The wretched man was not happy: "You can't leave, I'll give you ten bags of millet, fifteen bags!"

Mai Sui smiled and said, "Even if you offer me a hundred bags, I won't follow you!"

The wretched man was furious. He rushed forward and grabbed Mai Sui's arm. "What's so good about that idiot? I have money, but it's not enough for you to eat and drink delicious food!"

Mai Sui was furious: "Let go!"

The wretched man: "No! Unless you come with me!"

Er Gouzi angrily grabbed the big man's clothes and was kicked over by the big man. Unexpectedly, Er Gouzi was full of brute force. He jumped up and threw the big man to the ground, punching the wretched big man in the face again and again.

The onlookers shouted, "Well done, well done!" Mai Sui also rushed over to help Er Gouzi kick the other man.

Zhao Huan originally wanted to intervene, but when he saw that he could handle Ergou's family, he shook his head and walked away with a wry smile. He heard the big man's screams behind him.

Suddenly, Zhao Huan saw a group of people gathered in front of him. A woman with a fat face led seven or eight big men, who were carrying the girls among the victims one by one.

"Linghu Yunlong!" Zhao Huan waved his hand.

Linghu Yunlong came over and bowed: "Young Master."

"When will Wu Ge's grain transport team arrive?" Zhao Huan asked.

"If we're fast, we can reach Pizhou tonight. If we're slow, we can't say for sure."

Zhao Huan nodded: "I told him to hurry up and do it. Disaster relief is like putting out a fire. Wu Ge should understand this."

At this time, the crowd in front became agitated, with bursts of crying and shouting.

Nangong Lian'er looked at it and said, "Something seems to have happened up ahead. Let's go take a look."

The four of them squeezed to the front and saw the woman with the fat face dragging a little girl. "She's pretty. Take her away. Four bags of millet."

Four bags of millet was a high price, and the victims who had sold their children should have been delighted to hear this price. But the little girl struggled desperately: "Mom! I won't sell it to her, I won't sell it to her!"

The little girl's mother was carrying her three children. She cried, "Yan'er, it's not that I'm cruel. If I don't sell you, your three brothers and sisters will starve to death."

"Mom, I don't want to be sold to a brothel, Mom!" the girl struggled.

The woman with a face full of flesh grabbed the little girl fiercely and said harshly: "It's your good fortune that I like you. If you don't want me to buy it, I won't buy it! Four bags of millet, who can afford this price!"

Sure enough, no one responded after these words were spoken. Four bags of millet were indeed a high price!

He pointed at the countless victims and said, "Look at them. Even if you don't want to sell yourself, there are plenty of people who are willing. If you want to watch your brothers and sisters starve to death here, don't agree!"

Zhao Huan was shocked. This woman turned out to be a brothel owner. This brothel owner was so cruel and vicious that she could use a few bags of millet to lure a virgin girl into a brothel to serve customers. No wonder the young girl was reluctant to go.

The little girl named Yan'er fell silent upon hearing this. She looked at her brothers and sisters with tears in her eyes: "Bao'er, Ruirui and Ben'er, you must take good care of your mother!"

The oldest of those children was no more than eight or nine years old, and the youngest was only about three or four years old.

"Sister, don't go! Mother, don't let me go to that place."

"Mom, I want my sister!"

"Mom, let's not sell my sister, okay? Ben'er isn't hungry anymore."

The child's mother covered her face and sobbed loudly, and everyone who heard it shed tears.

Nangong Lian'er wiped her eyes, took off a bracelet from her hand and gave it to the little girl named Yan'er: "Here, take it. Sell this, and your brothers and sisters won't have to starve."

This jade bracelet was crystal clear and warm, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money. The mother and son were shocked and couldn't believe their eyes for a moment.

"Hey, here comes a nosy guy! How dare you mess with our Mingcui Tower? I think you are tired of living!" The madam was angry, and several thugs behind her surrounded her.

Linghu Yunlong wanted to go over and help, but Zhao Huan stopped him: "Lian'er can handle it herself, let's just watch the fun."

Nangong Lian'er's skills were more than enough to deal with these pawns. Zhao Huan deliberately gave her the opportunity to show off, knowing that she would be unhappy if Linghu Yunlong helped her.

Sure enough, Nangong Lian'er was very proud: "Old witch, tell me! How many girls have you bought?"

"Where did this bastard come from! How dare you block our way to wealth? Beat him up!" The madam rolled up her sleeves.

As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Lian'er grabbed the madam's hair and kicked her away. The madam flew several meters away and fell to the ground.

The thugs rushed over with fists, but Nangong Lian'er was calm and knocked them to the ground with three punches and two kicks. Several thugs lay on the ground groaning and unable to get up.

Nangong Lian'er walked up to the madam, who was lying on the ground, shrinking back in fear: "You, what do you want to do!"

"Let me ask you, how many other girls have you bought?"

The madam refused to admit it: "I'm new to this market, I've never bought any girls there before."

Nangong Lian'er stepped on her and said, "Just arrived? These victims are so scared when they see you, and you still say you just came to the market! If you don't tell the truth, I will break your arm!" As she said that, she twisted the madam's arm and twisted it hard, and only the sound of bones creaking could be heard.

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