Chapter 905: : Goodbye, Li Nanfang

"Remove your hand."
Min Rou raised her hand and opened the dirty hand.
In the past, whenever she saw different girls being pulled out, Min Rou would be like other girls, afraid to die.
She was originally an ordinary girl, and it was normal to be afraid.
She also thought that when it was her turn to be pulled out one day, not only would she cry and struggle like other girls, but she might also use her tongue to kill herself to protect her innocence with death.
But at this moment, Min Rou found that she would be so calm.
He didn't cry, struggled, and didn't expect to bite his tongue.
He just opened the dirty hand with contempt and got up from the ground.
This made Smith feel that his self-esteem had been trampled on, and he was immediately embarrassed into anger, and Huo Di raised his right hand.
Min Rou didn't hide, without blinking, she just looked at him coldly.
Ashamed and angry, Smith thought he would be easy, so he slapped Min Rou to the ground and kicked her a few more feet, so that she was scared like other girls who had been abused. Crying face.
Unexpectedly, Min Rou would be so calm.
His raised hand froze in the air.
You hit me, you hurt me.
Cut, just like you are like a bear, your mother is already very courageous to give birth to you, but you shamelessly call my young lady ---- Min Rou looks at Smith in the eyes, obviously more sneered.
The corners of Smith's eyebrows and eyes were shaking constantly, and the raised right hand began to tremble, and the sound of gritted teeth came from his unceasing agitating mouth.
"Smith, for the sake of a lot of dollar bills, don't be familiar with this girl."
Miller next to him, after seeing that Smith was riding a tiger, he immediately jumped out to relieve him. When he looked at Min Rou and smiled, his big yellow teeth were revealed: "Hurry up and do business, it's getting late, the gold master is still waiting there. ."
"Huh, stinky bitch, if it's not for your valuables, Lao Tzu will take you to the right place. See if it is your arrogance or Lao Tzu's spear."
Smith cursed bitterly, and took out a plastic bag from his pocket.
In the plastic bag, there is a disposable syringe and a small bottle of medicine that has been prepared for a long time.
"Aren't you very arrogant? Then, let's make you proud enough. Ha, ha ha."
When Smith pierced the needle into the vial, from the corner of his eye, seeing Min Rou's face finally changed, she immediately became happy.
He likes girls who are afraid.
I really hate the indifferent and calm Min Rou just now, it will give him a kind of girl, and he is just a dogleg unhappy illusion.
Seeing the light blue potion slowly being drawn into the syringe, Min Rou knew that it must be something that made her unconscious.
After being injected with this thing, she may faint and be slaughtered without any reaction.
It is also possible to become a or woman who shamelessly wants to trample on men.
No matter what kind of result, she didn't want it.
But so what?
She is currently a weak woman.
Even if they were suddenly calm just now, the two of Smith felt jealous.
But what can she change?
Her sad fate has been doomed since she left Macau alone.
Now, the only thing she can do is to give up unnecessary resistance and leave her destiny to God.
To put it simply, since resistance will only bring the pleasure and sense of evil taste to Smith and others, then let God do it, and love it as it is.
Therefore, when Smith held the needle in her right hand and raised her left hand to prevent her from resisting, Min Rou leaned on the container and closed her eyes.
She has been afraid of injections since she was young.
I remember that once, she was fainted and scared, but Lao Min was scared to death.
But this time, she didn't.
Min Rou suddenly smiled when her left arm tingled slightly.
The smile is extremely sad and unwilling.
After all, she still could not "see death as home", could not accept that her innocence was taken away like this, could not accept that the man she trusted the most before the tragic fate came, but was not like she had imagined, a supernatural soldier He appeared in front of her like this, showed off his skills, and swept Smith and others.
"Farewell, Li Nanfang."
Min Rou smiled again when her mind suddenly became fuzzy, and murmured.
This time, her smile is no longer sad, no longer unwilling, only strong that makes people distressed.
The moment she lost her mind, she had made up her mind—from then on, there was no Min Rou in the world, and Min Rou would never know Li Nanfang again.
She firmly believes that when she regains her sanity, she has been defiled.
She is no longer Min Rou.
From this moment on, the incomparably pure girl Min Rou was dead.
What is alive is just a dirty, soulless walking dead.
This body is no longer worthy of the name "Min Rou".
Taking it for granted, she no longer deserves to have the love that makes her heart moving.
Now that these are gone, does she need to know Li Nanfang again?
Min Rou didn't blame Li Nanfang for this.
From the moment Karavitch was taken to the rooftop of the Venus Casino Building, she never blamed Li Nanfang, but hated her for her own death.
"In this life, I am too stupid to live."
Min Rou, whose mind was suddenly blank, tried to open her eyes, trying to shout these words out loud, trying to tell everyone in front of them.
She exhausted all her strength, but did not utter a word.
It was like, no matter how big her eyes were, she couldn't see the appearance of these people in front of her. Only two faint round lights shone on her face.
After she laughed for the last time, the world no longer belonged to her.
It's like coming to a dream.
Min Rou in her dream could feel someone holding her arms and getting into a car.
That should be an ambulance car, with a bed in it.
When she was put on the bed, she heard someone talking.
There are the voices of Smith, Miller, and others.
It was strange that she could hear the voices of these people, but could not tell what they were talking about.
Only when the cars were closed vigorously, the simple syllables of "boom" could be analyzed, and then transmitted to her brain nerve center.
The car is very stable on the way. It is much more comfortable than being kept in a container and bumping in the sea on a freighter.
But it's also like being in the ocean--it's the kind of slight waves, and the body will be affected by obvious inertia when it decelerates and accelerates as the car turns and crosses the intersection.
Min Rou should have opened her eyes.
She felt that she should be like this.
Just looking at everything is a vast expanse of whiteness, her eyes didn't move, she didn't have the slightest sage.
She could feel her eyes open, a subconscious reaction.
I don't know how long it took before the car stopped.
When the car stopped, Min Rou's mind was a little clearer.
The amount of medicine Smith injected her has begun to fade.
Another voice rang in Min Rou's ears.
This time, she was able to slightly analyze what they were talking about.
Smith and Miller were still in the car, they were talking to one person in flattering voices.
The sound of their speech was muffled in Min Rou's ears.
It's as if they were talking while covering their noses and mouths. It was not true at all.
If it hadn't been for these days, Min Rou would have been familiar with the two Smiths, knowing that they both had extremely severe pharyngitis, and would have to cough heavily every time they said a word, otherwise they would not be sure that it was them.
Good-looking.
The skin is white and tender.
Pure virgin.
Eight million dollars.
Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand.
After these words were put together, Min Rou's slow brain thinking analyzed what had happened.
No wonder Smith and the others dare not arbitrarily take Min Rou, because she turns out to be completely different from those "difficult friends" in the container.
She is very valuable.
Eight million dollars.
Converted into Chinese currency, it's about 50 million yuan.
It was for the fifty million dollars that Smith and others resisted and did not dare to harm her body.
Only then did Min Rou know that she was so valuable.
She seemed to laugh at herself, and said silently: "I knew I was so valuable, why didn't I sell myself sooner? I'm stupid----The scumbag is even more stupid! It's worth five thousand. Wan's beautiful woman, given it to him for nothing, he didn't want it. Haha, no? It deserves it. That can only make others cheaper."
Someone pushed the stretcher bed.
There were vague red and blue flashes, which looked particularly dazzling in the night.
Min Rou can be sure that this is an ambulance.
And she should have been disguised as a patient, lying on a stretcher, and being pushed in front of her "master" who spent eight million dollars on her.
As the car was being pushed around, Min Rou heard Smith's eager thanks.
The voice is full of joy.
"It seems that he has already received eight million."
When Min Rou, who was unable to speak, analyzed in this way, she realized that her brain thinking became clearer and clearer.
Her analysis is not wrong.
Through his mobile phone, he saw that there was an additional eight million dollars in his account, if it were not for fear of being noticed, he really wanted to jump up and shout.
A fool also knows that the business of trafficking in human beings is not profitable. As long as you are brave enough to see the spirits of your ancestors crying as nothing, you can "get rich" in the shortest time.
Especially to get a superb debut like Min Rou.
Eight million dollars.
This tree is in the eyes of Uncle Bill, of course it's not gross, but how many Uncle Bill are there in the world?
In this life, not only did the two of Smith have no chance to become the uncles, it is also a dream to become a millionaire.
Human trafficking is indeed very profitable-but the money was made by the trafficker leader.
A little brother like Smith, after wandering in the sea with fear for so long, would eventually get fifty thousand dollars, which is already very good.
So, if you can get four million dollars with Miller this time, can they go crazy without getting excited?
They are also extremely grateful to the British three islands official, and the tsunami they did not see.
It is for these reasons that dozens of elites, including human traffickers, were all buried in the sea or captured by officials.
Suddenly, the well-organized organization in the past was suddenly messed up, and the dragons were headless. Under the British government's efforts to hunt down, people were panicked. Who could care about Min Rou?
What to do with this girl worth eight million dollars is entirely up to the two Smiths.
"Unfortunately, I couldn't touch the watery little yellow flower, and watched her being arched by a pig."
Looking at Min Rou who was being pushed away, Smith stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and then became happy: "However, I am a rich man now. After that, are you afraid that there will be no beautiful women to play with?"
"Yes, yes."
Miller next to him, staring at Smith's cell phone, urged: "Hurry up, lest you be discovered."
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