Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 159 The Sample in Nuge
The next day.

In the early morning, the streets and alleys of the mountain city are extremely lively.

In the shops selling breakfast, the tables are almost set up in the middle of the street.

Tang Wen and Wu Hao mixed in the crowd and came to a breakfast shop.

A few minutes later, the square table in front of the two of them was filled with meat porridge, steak, pasta, and side dishes.

No one was surprised.

Many of the people who came to eat were warriors.

The appetite is much larger.

The store was bustling with people, Tang Wen chewed his food and listened to the people around him:

"Master Zhang, are you going to the slave factory too?"

"New products coming out! I have to go"

"Boss Li, Gong Xi Fa Cai, recently, your brothel is booming! It makes people greedy."

"Master Wang, no matter how prosperous my place is, what they sell is your Juyan wine? Why don't you make wine at home, and you want to watch the new slaves go to the market?"

Juyan is, Juyan Martial Arts.

One of the five major gang forces in the outer city.

"Hi! Don't mention it, our deputy curator has recently researched a new wine. He said it comes from an ancient recipe. It's called Wuliangye, but this wine needs to be stepped on!"

"What?" The listener suspected that he had heard it wrong.

His voice was slightly louder, and everyone looked over.

The winemaker of Juyan Wuguan explained: "I am going to the slave factory to buy a batch of clean slaves. I want virgins aged 14 to 16. After buying them, they will bathe every day and be vegetarians for life. On weekdays, let them step on the grain .”

Just finished speaking.

Tang Wen saw that everyone's expressions softened.

Instead of "incomprehensible, doubtful, and disgusting" when I first heard that I was stepping on it with my feet, I replaced it with affirmative expressions such as, this is good, okay, and no problem.

Yuzu!
I understand everything I understand.

"Master Wang, can I order a batch of this wine?" Someone asked quickly.

"Oh~" Everyone looked at him in unison.

A look like your kid exposed something.

Those who want to order a drink quickly remedied: "Drinking is an elegant thing, don't think too much! It's an elegant thing, do you understand the elegant thing?"

Then there is something difficult to understand.

Inside and outside the store, there was laughter and a happy atmosphere.

After half an hour.

Tang Wen and Wu Hao, following the flow of people, came to the door of the Huang family [Slave Pavilion].

The two dismounted, and a young servant came to lead the horse.

[Slave Pavilion] There is a real "cash register" box at the door, and people who enter the door either pay silver as an entry fee, or reveal their identity.

The two came to the door.

Wu Hao showed the sign of the leader of the Blackwater Gang.

Tang Wen followed suit and showed his sign.

You know, the Blackwater Gang has the position of vice-commander, but no vice-commander badge.

On his identity card, engraved, is also the commander.

"Two distinguished guests, please come inside."

The welcome gentleman at the door shouted.

He looks plain, nothing conspicuous.

Only a pair of eyes burst out from time to time.

For Tang Wen and the others, he could tell with just a glance whether the identity tokens were true or not.

No one dares to deceive him with a fake one.

Two maids in Tsing Yi stepped forward to lead the way and led them up to the second floor.

Upstairs, there is a back-shaped corridor design, with small rooms scattered on both sides.

The layout was like the hotel Tang Wen had seen in his previous life.

In front of the door of the small room, there are stands one after another, with something written in black and white on the shelves.

Tang Wen glanced at it curiously, saw the handwriting on it clearly, and felt as if struck by lightning!

He paused and froze in place.

[One: 16-20 years old, virgin, average appearance, good at intercourse surgery, number: 945]

The maid in Tsing Yi noticed that Tang Wen was absent-minded, so she took his arm and led him to the side of the aisle to make way for the latecomers.

"My dear guest, this is the first room."

Tang Wen hadn't fully recovered yet: "There are more than 900 people in the room?"

"The distinguished guest is joking. There are only ten samples in the room for guests to test."

"Sample?" Tang Wen was taken aback by the word.

Anyone have samples?
The maid smiled slightly, revealing bright white and neat white teeth, and then said naturally as if introducing her own fruit in the orchard:

"If you are curious, you might as well go in and have a look."

Tang Wen looked at Wu Hao. Ever since the latter had a beautiful maid by his side, his attention had been on Wu Hao.

A few words made the woman tremble wildly.

Seeing that they were chatting happily, Tang Wen went straight into Room [-].

Entering the door are ten beds covered with curtains.

The smell of heather rose into his nostrils.

Tang Wen frowned, held his breath, and watched seven or eight of the curtains swinging rhythmically, and the provocative voices kept coming out.

Instantly understood what was happening here.

The middle-aged woman sitting on the table by the door pulled out the earplugs from her ears, greeted Tang Wen, and said, "Beds [-] and [-] are still free, so I haven't taken them yet! You can go and try them." .”

With the sound of footsteps, Wu Hao excitedly said: "Brother, my brother got angry because of this little girl, so I will pick number nine."

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward and opened the curtain.

"Welcome sir!"

The woman's soft voice came out.

Wrapped in a cheongsam, she has a graceful waist and a bumpy figure.

Looking at the face again, fair skin, big eyes and willow eyebrows, rouge is applied between the lips, pink and attractive.

No matter where it is placed, it is definitely worthy of the word "beauty".

See the joy in her eyes.

Tang Wen was in a trance.

The curtain fell, he took a deep breath, and immediately walked to bed number ten.

how can that be possible?
How can there be such emotion in the eyes of a woman who is about to become a prostitute?

Are you happy to be a prostitute? !

Simply absurd.

Bed No. [-], open the curtains.

The fragrance is tangy.

A young beauty with good looks and a good figure just happened to look up.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

There was a faint light in her eyes.

There is no doubt that this is also a display of joy.

Tang Wen frowned deeply.

"My lord, please sit down, and I will undress you."

A bare hand like a green onion pressed onto his chest.

"It's good to see you."

Tang Wen grabbed her slender wrist, and fixed his eyes on those watery eyes.

The woman said with a smile: "My lord said this, of course I am happy to see you."

"Even if you want to go to a brothel with me, and serve thousands of men day and night."

The woman blushed and said: "A stupid person like Nu can't do anything well, he can't learn martial arts, he can't learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he can only do some work of serving others.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be useless for a slave to live in this world? "

She said it very frankly.

Tang Wen suddenly understood: the thoughts of these women have been distorted.

In short, they have undergone very successful brainwashing.

Therefore, I am resigned, willing, and even feel that this is my own life value.

"What if I hit you?" Tang Wen exerted a slight force on his hand.

There were red marks around the white wrist that was held.

"Master, hit lightly, okay? I'm afraid of pain."

"Fuck!"

Tang Wen let her go.

The woman rubbed her hands and continued to undress him.

Tang Wen's thoughts were confused: This woman also has emotions, but her three views are distorted beyond recognition.

He turned around to leave, but suddenly his chest felt cold.

Sure enough, this woman has been trained and is very good at undressing.

Looking at the woman's flickering eyes, he became angry and became irritable for no reason:

"Forget it! Come with me!"

"what?"

Tang Wen pulled No. [-] woman out.

The middle-aged woman at the door was unwilling: "My dear guest, this is not in compliance with the rules! After you have tried it, we don't want money, we just leave you. People can't take it away, this is a sample."

This kind of behavior is like driving a test drive car and going out for a trip without saying hello.

"How much?" Tang Wen looked directly at the maid in Tsing Yi.

The latter hesitated for a moment: "One thousand five hundred taels."

"No! No! This is not for sale!"

The middle-aged woman opened her arms and blocked the door.

(End of this chapter)