The senior sister went crazy setting up a stall and asked the industry boss to let her go.

Ayao chased Uncle Gao through the streets of the night market and returned to Angel Bar. It was a good time for business.

A Yao returned upstairs in despair. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Uncle Gao sitting on a chair. She immediately rushed over happily and said coquettishly: "Uncle Gao, I know you love me the most!"

Uncle Gao held her waist, asked her to sit on his lap, pinched her chin, and said indifferently: "Want it?"

Ayao blushed and murmured in a low voice: "Well, Uncle Gao, I love you and want to be with you..." She twisted her body, seeming to be flirting intentionally or unintentionally.

Three years ago, he was sold here by his gambling father and was forced to pick up customers. He saved her. Since then, she has been by his side. There are many women around him, but she is not the same.

Uncle Gao stroked her head as always and said softly: "In that case, I'll give it to you." He took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained pink liquid.

Ayao didn't hesitate for a moment, took the small bottle and drank the pink liquid. This thing is not unfamiliar. It is a commonly used aphrodisiac here. No matter how chaste a woman is, she will become a sex slave after drinking it.

Seeing Uncle Gao pick him up and throw him on the bed, although he was mentally prepared, he was still a little scared, but as the medicine took effect, this fear disappeared.

"Uncle Gao...I want...it feels so uncomfortable..."

Uncle Gao adjusted his collar, turned around, opened the door, and said humbly to the people at the door: "Dear distinguished guests, enjoy yourself tonight!"

When A Yao saw those distinguished guests walking in, her originally radiant eyes dimmed. She felt desperate at that moment. She never thought that she would be reduced to a doll that was even worse than a prostitute!

Uncle Gao quietly exited and closed the door politely. During the whole process, he did not look back at A Yao and smiled.

In the room, the girl's cries and wanton laughter intertwined, and began to accompany the torn fabric...

Ayao's tears kept flowing down, her mouth was gagged, and her hands and feet were handcuffed to the bed. She was unable to stop what happened next, just like a doll that others could play with.

The onset of the drug's effects made the last bit of sanity disappear...

The streets of the night market are crowded with people, but in the corner of the market, there is only a couple standing in front of the fortune-telling stall.

Wu Guo held the woman's wrist and when he felt her pulse, he said, "If you two fate masters want to preserve the pregnancy, please don't mess around."

The man said displeasedly: "Don't lie to me! My son is very good!" He stretched out his hand to push the witch girl away, grabbed her wrist and dragged her away.

The woman clenched her fists, broke away from his hand smoothly, frowned and said, "You hurt my hand." Looking at his back, she rubbed her wrists, touched her belly, and still put the things on her chest.

Wu Guo looked at their backs. The female fate host just now looked like she wouldn't live long. He hoped she would wear an amulet.

Looking up at the crescent moon in the night sky, it seemed that it was getting late. I slowly packed my things and waited for Archie to come back. I also helped Sister Tangshui clear the stall and the table.

Aunt Tangshui didn't see the blind handsome guy for a while, and asked, "Where has your man gone?"

Wu Guo replied: "He kind of left beforehand." He put all the disposable cups on the table into the trash can.

Aunt Tangshui leaned over and whispered: "Then remember to ask your man to take you home later, although... the village has not been very peaceful recently..."

Wu Guo nodded. Although he was a little curious about what she meant by not being too calm, he was not stupid enough to go and watch the fun by himself. After all, he had no cultivation at all.

Aunt Tang Shui rode away on her tricycle, not forgetting to shout: "Remember, girl! Don't walk alone at night!"

Wu Guo shouted: "Okay!" He waved goodbye and watched her leave.

As there are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the night market, the barbecue snack street next door becomes lively... Angel Bar·Fifth Floor

No. 87 walked out of the dark corner of the room, with bloodthirsty red light in his red eyes, showing incomparable indifference to the scene in front of him.

Several naked men were kneeling tremblingly beside the bed, their faces pale, and they were kowtowing and begging for mercy:

"Please let me go!"

"How much! I will pay all my property!"

"Do not kill me!"

They watched him take out a needle and pump the liquid inside into the doll.

Ayao's consciousness gradually regained consciousness. The moment she regained consciousness, she ignored the pain in her body and saw that the man in front of her was the man who was the slut girl! In the blink of an eye, I saw the distinguished guests kneeling under the bed, and my eyes instantly turned red! He gritted his teeth and said, "Death! Die! Die!"

No. 87's indifferent gaze fell on her.

A Yao trembled for a moment. He was so scary. Looking at herself was like looking at a corpse. An object fell on her mangled chest. She looked down at the dagger on her chest and heard his light voice in her ears: "Three minutes."

Gritting his teeth and holding the dagger, he rolled over and got out of bed, stabbing the nearest man. The white knife went in and the red knife came out.

No. 87 ignored all this, watching the doll fight with these men, the flying knife on his fingertips shot out with a whoosh, and finally ended this dramatic murder with a boring yawn.

Ayao lay in a pool of blood, breathing heavily, pushing the man on top of her away, getting up tremblingly, and crawled in front of him.

No. 87 issued an order: "Go and clean yourself up."

There was no light in Ayao's empty eyes. She crawled over the bodies of these men and entered the bathroom. There was not only blood but also their disgusting things on her body. She wanted to die! But he must die! He must be killed!

Three minutes later, No. 87 looked at the woman who came out with a smile and admired it a little. She pulled down a curtain, and the moonlight poured in from the floor-to-ceiling window and shone on her skirt.

"Sorry, it's been a long wait."

When the door opened again, when Uncle Gao saw the scene in the room, he rushed into the room. No matter where his eyes fell, there was blood everywhere, but her broken body was not there!

The night wind blew by, bringing with it a figure.

Wu Guo watched as the person in front of him skillfully took the bag and put it on his shoulder, then reached for the box and whispered softly: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, madam." He put his free hand around her waist.

No. 87 listened to what she said: "The meat next door is so delicious, let's go and eat it!" He replied with a doting "Okay" and hugged her and walked to the street next door.

"Has the little girl been settled?"

"Well, send her to the place she wants to go most."

"Thank you for your help."

"Since Madam wants to thank me, why don't I try your Sea Dog No. 3, so that Madam will not be able to tell the truth."

Before she finished speaking, she slapped a sweet potato and stuffed it into her mouth.

In the darkness, Ayao watched Enenaiai leave, raised the corners of her mouth, looked at the oncoming person, turned around and followed a man into the alley next to her.