It was late at night and people were silent. Occasionally, dog barking came from the attic in the distance. In the shaking light of the lantern, the Golden Knife Gang gang walking in front should have good martial arts skills. Looking back, I walked through the light, but I didn't see the figure in the dark.

"Mr. Geng, what did you say just now?"

"nothing."

The light that turned around reflected Geng Qing's face again, and came over with a smile. While inserting the dagger in his hand back into the sheath, he walked forward, "I just felt that my brother's house was really big, unlike my house, small courtyard, and I accidentally went to my neighbor's house after two steps."

"Isn't that right?"

Geng Qing became sworn brothers with his own gang leader, and he was considered his own. The man joked and pointed at the surroundings, "A few years ago, there were still several families living here. Later, he threatened them and moved away. But the family didn't move. Later, the fire was burned by his family. The old guy was also tough and never left, and burned him to death. Unfortunately, the elder brother of my gang leader was a county magistrate, so he said that it was the old man who instigated himself, and the previous county magistrate did not dare to provoke him, and the case was settled like this."

"I don't know the current situation and it's time to die." Geng Qing spat in the direction the man pointed, then followed the man and continued forward. He walked through a long corridor. He couldn't help but look around curiously. There were few lights in many rooms, which were pitch black. Passing by the eaves of lanterns, you could see many patrol figures walking in the dark.

"Brother, where do you want you to take me?"

"Sir, you will know, it's not far ahead." In the voice, the man took a lantern from the patrol people and carried it. He passed an archway and came to a side courtyard. The raised lantern shone, and faintly saw a loft standing in front of him.

Scream~~

The door leaf moaned and pushed it away. It was pitch black and I couldn't see inside clearly, but when I walked up the stairs, Geng Qing could vaguely hear the swaying sound of the iron chains.

As if he knew Geng Qing’s doubts, the gang members walking in front raised lanterns and looked at the empty wooden door next to him, with an iron chain and copper lock hanging on it. "This is a few bad goods that my brothers used on weekdays. They will be sold to the north in a few days, so Mr. Geng doesn’t need to look at it."

Step... Step...

The footsteps walked past the wooden boards in the corridor, and Geng Qing followed behind, without a trace of expression on his face. Combined with what he heard before, he naturally understood the meaning of the other person's words.

Trafficking humans... or selling them to foreigners...

It seems that I am humble and you are not wronged...

After going up to the third floor, the gang members who led the way stopped, inserted the lanterns into the wall, took out a key from their waists, touched one of them, opened the copper lock, retreated to the side, and said, "Mr. Geng, it's here, there are more than 20 people inside, both in appearance and figure, and they are still in a perfect body. The teacher chooses it at will. If he likes it, someone will take it to the wing room."

As he said that, he pushed open the door. The momentary movements shocked a sound of iron chains jingling in the darkness. Geng Qing had never experienced this scene even in his previous life. He took off the lantern at the door and walked in. Tensed chains were buckled on the iron rings of the wall, and went down. The other end was tied to the swollen ankles that shrank into the darkness inside. The woman sobbed and murmured nervously.

There was still a foul smell in the air.

The lantern raised and shone over. In the range of the fire, ragged figures shrank on the wall. Feeling the unkempt women looking at each other, terrified, tilted their faces into a ball. Some seemed to have been locked up here for a long time, and sat there motionless with a numb expression. After seeing Geng Qing's figure clearly, he might be very hungry. He lay on the ground and dragged the chain like a dog, and held up the dirty pottery bowl in front of him to ask for food.

"I... hungry...please... give me some more food... Let me be willing to do anything... don't keep me from it..."

No need to guess, Geng Qing also knew that this was the woman kidnapped by the Golden Knife Gang. Looking at the woman with her lips dry and molted in front of her, she subconsciously touched her sleeves and chest. There was half of the one she had not finished eating in the shop before, and put it in the woman's bowl.

In an instant, the woman hurriedly reached out and grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth. She crawled on the ground and turned around, raised her butt to Geng Qing, shaking while eating.

Geng Qing glanced at the door, reached out to slapped his shaking buttocks, "Slim...nothing." He walked towards the next one and hurried there. A petite figure who looked thin and weak saw the light of the lantern. He pursed his lips and shrank tighter. Under his messy and knotted hair, his dirty face was very thin, but he could vaguely see the clear outline.

"Just her."

Geng Qing didn't want to look any longer, so he pointed at the woman and said to the gang members at the door, then walked back, bowed to the other party, and was led to the wing room not far away.

The inner room was simply furnished, with a round table, a desk, and a screen of a maid shaking a fan behind the wooden couch. The servant came in and placed a wooden barrel. He burned hot water back and forth several times before he poured half of it. He hooked two buckets of cold water. Then he tried the water temperature and took the bucket silently. No matter whether Geng Qing asked him or put the tip, he ignored it, just like a deaf and mute person.

The door closed, Geng Qing took off his clothes and sat naked into the big wooden bucket. The water stains were filled with water, and it spilled into the cracks on the floor and went outside.

The heat was rising, and the whiteness enveloped the screen. Geng Qing comfortably leaned over the bucket and pillowed his head, wet a towel and folded it on his forehead, feeling the warmth and moisture wrapped his whole body, and exhaled heavily.

"As a matter of time, rich people are the most comfortable..."

After soaking for a while, suddenly the sound of footsteps sounded outside, and some old woman shouted outside the door: "Mr. Geng, someone is here."

"I'm...you guys wait."

Before Geng Qing got up to get the robe hanging on the rack, the door was opened, and he only heard the sound of footsteps, and then he stepped out and closed the door again.

‘The person came and left?’

Squatting in the bucket, Geng Qing stood up and stepped out, grabbed the towel and wiped it dry, put on his robe and walked out quickly, and saw a girl standing there timidly behind the round table. Seeing Geng Qing's gaze, she lowered her face in fear, and her body couldn't stop shaking, but her eyes were staring at some snacks on the table.

"If you want to eat, take it to eat."

Geng Qing said softly, he wasn't really going to want this girl, but he was stared at her. If he didn't do that, he would easily be suspected.

She sat down to the bed with her belt tied in her belt. The girl was still motionless, so she took a piece of soft pastry, raised her hand and stuffed it out of her palm.

The moment he touched it, under his sleeves, the girl's arms were slim and tight, just like there was no flesh. Geng Qing moved the oil lamp over. Under the bun that the other party tied up, the girl's skin was delicate and tender, and her face was thin. Only those eyes were left looking at the pastry in her hands, and she felt a little angry.

"I may feel wronged you later." Geng Qing leaned closer and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I won't touch you anything else, I just need to scream a few times."

The girl nodded silently holding the pastry. Perhaps the young man in front of her felt different. She slowly raised her thin and handsome face and her voice was a little stuttering.

"Then... can I still eat it?"

......

The bright fire shone through the window lattice and shone into the dark night outside. The old trees in the courtyard were rustling. After a while, a vague sound of um...ah...ah...it's like a woman's sobbing murmur.

There were several pairs of eyes in the corner looking at the window frame over there, with his ears tilted, as if he was listening to something, and whispering in a low voice.

"Listen to the news, Mr. Geng seems to be in trouble."

"Looking at his thinness and weakness, I thought he was as thick as you, a woman was afraid of it."

"Don't say it, listen again."

.........

In the window frame, Geng Qing looked outside and looked back, and saw the girl's mouth bulging with pastry stuffing, chewing and swallowing hard, and stammering. When she saw the young man looking around, she quickly put down the food in her hand and tried hard to swallow the food in her mouth. She said timidly: "Have I done something wrong?"

"No, it's just a little real..."

Geng Qing went over and walked around the girl, and suddenly pulled the other person up and pushed him to the table, raised his butt, lifted up a piece of the hem of the skirt, and said, "I offended you!"

The palm of his hand slapped it on it.

"ah--"

A shrill scream suddenly rushed out of the woman's mouth and resounded through the courtyard outside. The few people hiding in the corner nodded secretly and turned around and left with confidence.

Bang!

Slap sex-

The rhythmic sound of flesh and blood hitting continuously, and the girl's crisp screams made the hearts of the minions patrolling around her ripples. It was not until a long time before the sound stopped.

In the room, Geng Qing sat down on the edge of the bed with sweat on his head, rubbing his arms and palms constantly. The girl at the table over there covered her butt covered by her back skirt, her face was blushing and water dripping, and her eyes were looking at the man like a layer of water vapor.

"Lying on the couch and sleeping inside."

Geng Qing waved his hand, so tired that he didn't want to say anything more. He blew out the lights and lie down next to him, regardless of the girl beside him, and fell asleep exhausted.

The next morning, in the dark sky, Geng Qing woke up, gently moved his arms and calves on his chest, his legs and his legs, and then got off the wooden couch and cleaned his face.

"Mr. Geng, are you awake?"

The person guarding outside seemed to hear the movement and asked outside the window. Geng Qing hung up a towel and finally glanced at the girl who was still sleeping in the quilt, opened the door and walked out.

"You can tell my brother later, this girl, let's stay here."

"Yes, then Mr. Geng can go for dinner first?"

"No, I have to go to the yamen to visit my brother another day."

He waved his hand to the man, Geng Qing tidied up his clothes, tied his belt tightly, and asked him to lead the way. He walked through the side yard and returned to the front yard, woke up Dachun, who was still sleeping in the doorman, and drove away from the Jindao Gang station in a donkey cart. On the way back to the yamen, it was not yet bright and there were few pedestrians. Dachun, who was waving a whip, was still shouting in his mouth. Suddenly, a loud noise broke through the air and hit the frame.

A stone rolled down to Geng Qing's feet, and in the direction of flying, a graceful figure stood there at the entrance of the alley not far away, holding a bun. Tang Baoer, dressed in a warrior, held the handle of the knife at her waist and was glaring.

"Geng Qing, you collude with the people from the Golden Knife Gang!"
Chapter completed!