Chapter 133 He Is Coming, He Is Coming

Behind the abandoned Gise factory, there are rows of self-built houses.

Each self-built house is similar in format, with a front yard of more than 30 square meters.

Next to where Zeng Shen dropped Barbara off in the morning, there is 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 and a leopard tattoo on their arms, are playing cards on the sofa.

In the rooms behind them, one room is full of various medicine bottles, exuding various sweet medicine smells.

One is a private torture room with various sex toys.

The remaining rooms are all bunk beds for four people. The decorative clothes, cosmetics, and dressing tables inside make people look like a collective dormitory for women.

However, these rooms are all empty.

Only in the last room, there is a girl squatting with messy clothes and devastated.

The girl holds her head with both hands, shrinks in the corner, and her eyes are full of despair.

There were two or three very eye-catching whip marks on her thighs, back, and arms.

Obviously, these were left when she was whipped.

On the second floor of this self-built house.

There were independent women's boudoirs, where many petite, outstanding-looking, and young girls who looked like minors and were about to reach adulthood lived.

Among them, a Lolita girl wearing a black leather jacket, with a delicate and beautiful face and a petite figure, stared straight out the window at the road at the gate of the courtyard next door.

On her face, there was a nervous, expectant, and anxious look.

On the sofa in the second-floor hall outside the girl's room.

A woman in her forties or fifties, wearing heavy makeup, was holding a cigarette in one hand and smoking it very impatiently, and holding a whip in the other hand, whipping the floor from time to time.

Every time she whipped the floor, the blonde girls in the room unconsciously tensed up, as if the whip might whip them at any time.

When she finished the cigarette in her hand, she threw it on the ground, stood up and walked into the room of the Lolita girl who was wearing a black leather jacket and leaning against the window.

She approached the girl in black leather jacket, and a pungent smell of snuff rushed into the girl's nose, making the girl couldn't help but take a step back.

The old woman saw this and said indifferently: "Barbara, I brought you from the slums of Moxico to Damei. I watched you go from a skinny root to the most beautiful girl here, and I put the greatest expectations on you. But the first action, you disappointed me too much. How could you take out the bottle, forget to open it, and leave it in his car."

"Sister Leopard, please believe me, give me another chance, I really don't want to be a hostess..."

The Lolita girl begged.

"I can give you one chance, but will he come? I don't think he will come tonight, so you should be prepared and go to the Golden Leopard Bar tomorrow to officially list your first time."

"Sister Leopard, no, I really don't want to go, he will come back, I don't want to be like them (listed girls). I have value, I can hook other rich men, play honey traps... and then we can blackmail them."

The Lolita girl reached out and grabbed Sister Leopard's arm, with pleading eyes.

"Child, how can I still believe that you will not forget to open the bottle again, or even drop the bottle in someone else's car again, so that such a dangerous thing will happen?"

"Sister Leopard, I really..."

"Okay, stop talking. If you listen, you can suffer less physical pain. Don't wait. Have a good rest tonight. I will take you there tomorrow morning."

The woman called Sister Leopard pulled Barbara's hand away, turned to the door, turned her head and looked at her, and her voice was no longer as gentle as before. Cold warning:

"Also, don't think about running away. In these years, everyone who wants to run away has a worse fate than Nila downstairs, who ran away on the first day of listing when she reached the age. You should know that."

Barbara trembled suddenly when she heard this, and a tear was forced not to fall from the corner of her eye.

She looked at this small room where she had been locked up since she was a child and had very few opportunities to go outside.

She felt like she was in a cage of life.

And everything outside the window seemed to be another world that had nothing to do with her.

How she wished there was a ray of light, shining into this cage, giving her wings, and taking her away from this glamorous, but actually corrupt, upper-lower class city.

Suddenly, a ray of light shone through her window, and two car horns rang on the road.

Instantly.

She opened her eyes wide and quickly leaned over to the window to look.

A familiar RV was parked at the gate of the next courtyard.

Immediately, she said as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Sister Leopard, he's coming, he's coming, he's driving that RV."

"Here?" Sister Leopard immediately walked to the window and really saw the RV parked there.

Immediately, she immediately said: "Go down and take him to the Golden Leopard Bar, and then at the party, I will have someone add obedient water to your wine, let him drink it, and then you guide and seduce him to get a room in the hotel next door, let him take a shower first, and then when he is about to go to bed, we will rush in to take pictures and videos to make him sober up..."

"Yeah, Sister Leopard, I know."

Barbara nodded vigorously and turned to run downstairs.

Sister Bao narrowed her eyes, looked at her back and said: "This is your last chance. It's up to you whether you live on the first floor or in a separate room on the second floor."

Hearing this, Barbara paused, then lowered her head and continued to walk to the first floor in silence.

…

In the No. 1 Divine Chariot.

Zeng Shen looked at the self-built house with wooden railings in front of him in confusion.

"It's been a long time, why hasn't the girl come down yet? No. 1, are you sure you didn't park in the wrong place?"

"Master, I have a trip recorder, and I'm sure it was parked here this morning."

No. 1 made a mechanical sound.

"Well, honk the horn twice."

"Beep...beep..."

After two honks, no one opened the door in the self-built house, and no lights came on.

Zeng Shen was a little confused, wondering if the person inside had run away, and whether he should teleport in to take a look.

Suddenly.

A rapid system prompt sounded in his ears.

[Danger! Danger! A third-level hell god is approaching the host. With the host's current strength...]

Zeng Shen ignored the prompt in his ear and looked up at the middle of the road, where Barbara appeared from nowhere.

Barbara slowly walked to the window of the cab and said to Zeng Shen in her usual sweet voice: "Big brother, I thought you were not coming."

"If I don't come, then I won't be able to experience your second culture tonight." Zeng Shen leaned sideways, put his elbow on the edge of the window, and looked down at the Lolita girl in front of him.

Under the car lights.

Under the girl's delicate white collarbone, from the tight black short leather jacket V-neck, there was a seductive wave line protruding from the seam.

He didn't notice it at all.

What caught his attention first was.

This Lolita girl, who had a white face at noon, had a palm print on her face, and there was a dark red and eye-catching whip red on the inside of her arm.