Lying in the bed of a strange man like this is really something only such a shameless, slutty, slutty, bitchy woman can do!
The woman frowned her beautiful eyebrows and was so painful that she couldn't even moan or yell. She could only struggle with "Uh-huh", her eyes full of fear and regret.
She didn't expect that this seemingly harmless man could be so ruthless and cruel! No man has ever treated her like this. Men have always knelt at her feet!!
"You won't tell me, right? I can find a hundred ways to make your hair fall out, your teeth turn yellow, and your eyes become swollen. Maybe... this beautiful face should also taste the taste of sulfuric acid?"
His threat made her face suddenly become even more ugly, and her eyes were filled with fear.
"If you want to be honest, just nod. But if you tell a lie that makes me suspicious, you should know what will happen, you know?" He confessed again coldly, and the woman under him did not dare to do anything.
Hesitating, even though he was scared to death, he had to nod immediately.
Said, she must know everything and say everything, after all, she is just picking up the one who does things for others!
Locke removed the bell from the woman's mouth. The woman took a deep breath and immediately begged: "Sir, I know I was wrong. Please let me go!"
"It's not impossible for me to let you go, but you have to answer a few questions for me first."
"Yes...yes."
Locke narrowed his eyes, he is not that easy to fool!
"First, who sent you?"
"Of course I am Mr. Huo!"
"Mr. Huo? That Mr. Huo?" Locke narrowed his eyes. After all, according to Chinese logic, if everyone calls himself Mr. Hobbs, it is easy for others to misunderstand that his surname is Huo.
"Mr. Huo is Mr. Huo, he is always in contact with the goods..."
It seemed that he didn't recognize him, and he remembered that the previous butler of Reand Castle was really named Huo, Si, Huos.
"Is it Mr. Huo with two scars on his face? Have you seen him?"
"I've seen it. Every time, he comes to our store to select people in person, and then...then has someone send them to the castle..."
The more Locke listened, the more confused he became. Contacting goods? Picking people in the store? What on earth... does this mean?
"Explain to me clearly what kind of goods you are selling! Are there any stores that choose people? Tell me everything you know! I'm telling you, I'm a surgeon. Anatomy or suturing are what I'm best at...
..." He narrowed his eyes and felt the woman beneath him tremble all over. Then he saw her ashen face and unusually pale face. He believed that she was really scared.
"I, what I told is the truth, sir, but I don't know why you look different from what everyone said..." It seemed that the woman was so frightened that she almost cried.
"What does it look like that's different from what everyone says?"
"No one told me that you are a foreigner. They all said that you are very handsome. Although you are indeed handsome, they never said that you are a foreigner..."
Locke connected the woman's preface and postscript, and finally slowly figured out a line of thought that even he himself found ridiculous and even unbelievable.
"You said, Hoss... he picked people and sent them to the castle to give to the owner of the castle or the guests?"