In a year of natural disasters, the young woman had billions of resources to build a paradise.

The foreman had yellow teeth and his hands were black.

The girls were terrified, huddled together, afraid of being chosen by him.

But this wasn't something they could decide, and soon one of the girls was dragged out.

After the foreman left, the old woman picked out a pretty girl and sent her off, counting down the days: one, two... six.

She closed the door and went out, her voice shrill, "Line up in six lines, two taels of silver each, only fifteen minutes! Nobody is allowed to linger! Hurry up, those who want to go in, pay up! The sooner you go in, the sooner you can pick the cleanest one!"

The girls inside burst into tears, crying, "I want to go home, waaaaah!"

There was a young married woman whose body was trembling violently, and tears were streaming down her face.

Having experienced life, they understood better that they were all sold by their families, so what use would they be at home?

Even if they're short of money, they can sell them to be maids or old women. Going to a brothel is much better than coming to a shady place like this!

But ironically, they were sold to the most wretched and torturous places!

"squeak!"

The door opened, and everyone's heart skipped a beat.

The man who entered was hunched over. He had a vicious look in his eyes and immediately fixed his gaze on the young woman. “She’s been deflowered, she looks different.”

"No, no."

The young woman shrank back.

"Heh heh, you think you can just say you don't want it? I've already paid you!"

He raised his arm, intending to strip his young wife of her clothes. But suddenly he felt his arm being grabbed, rendering him unable to move.

A deep voice came from behind, "This young wife is pretty, why don't you let me have her?"

"Where did you come from? How dare you try to steal my person?"

The hunchbacked man turned around while cursing, only to meet a pair of clear eyes. "Who are you?" he asked.

The door was ajar, and it was already dark. I could vaguely make out that the person looked unfamiliar.

The man smirked at him and said, "I'll take your life."

"Well!"

The hunchback's heart skipped a beat. Before he could react, his throat was gripped tightly.

He could breathe less and less, and his vision began to blur. He tried his best to pry open the fingers on his neck, but it was all in vain.

He felt like a chicken being strangled, his life and death completely out of his control.

He could still faintly hear the man's soft laughter, "Letting you die like this is too good for you."

The next instant, he completely lost consciousness.

Before his consciousness faded, he was filled with regret. If he had known he would die today, he should have come a moment earlier. If he could have killed a few more, he would have made a profit!

The young woman covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would scream out loud.

Only when he saw the hunchbacked man slumped to the ground did he dare to ask in a breathy voice, "Is he... is he dead?"

The person who came was Jiang Mianmian, who had infiltrated the group of miners.

She made a shushing gesture and handed each person a dagger. "You can choose to save yourselves or stay here. This is all I can do for you."

The youngest, only twelve or thirteen, trembled as he held the dagger, asking, "Me...me...are we going to kill...kill people too?"

"If you don't want to kill, then don't. You'll be the one suffering anyway."

Just then, another person came in from outside.

Jiang Mianmian hid behind the door, knocked the person unconscious with a karate chop, and then staggered out.

She lowered her head, pretending to fasten her belt, "This isn't strong enough, are there any younger ones?"

"Yes, of course we have it! It's the same price."

The old woman looked him up and down a few times. "Can you afford it?"

"Who do you think you are? Just find me some young girls, find me a few more, I like young girls!"

Jiang Mianmian hid her face in the darkness, spoke in a low voice, and then pulled out a bulging purse.

The old woman's eyes lit up, and she turned to call a boy over to collect the money. "Come on, come on, I'll lead you to the back; the best stuff is all in there."

The two walked into the mansion one after the other.

Along the way, the old woman seemed oblivious to the sobs, screams, and lewd laughter.

Jiang Mianmian couldn't go into every room, but for some rooms that were only slightly ajar, she could use her consciousness to collect everything inside.

Everyone inside screamed in fright, forgetting all about having fun, and reached for their clothes, trying to run out to see what was happening.

He then discovered that his clothes had also disappeared, and he had no choice but to run outside naked. "What happened! How come everything is gone?"

This commotion made it impossible to continue the activity inside the closed room.

Several screams came from the backyard of the mansion.

"It seems something serious has happened. You should go take a look. I know the way, so I'll leave now and come back to see you another day."

Jiang Mianmian tugged at her mother-in-law, kindly reminding her.

"Alright then, just don't wander off."

The old woman gave a final instruction and hurried away, saying, "What's all this noise about?!"

"Where did my clothes go?"

"Everything in the house has disappeared. Did a ghost enter your room?"

"You scared me to death! This place isn't clean! Quickly find me some clothes and then give me my money back!"

Jiang Mianmian naturally wouldn't go back, and quickened her pace as she walked inside.

They quickly found the largest room in the mansion, which was brightly lit as if it were daytime, and filled with melodious singing and music. It didn't feel like they were in a mine at all, but rather like they were in a bustling capital city.

As soon as the door was pushed open, there were indeed several beautifully dressed dancers dancing there, and five or six middle-aged men drinking and chatting at the head of the table, with two or three beautiful young women sitting around them.

There was a moment of silence in the room. One of the men, a burly man, frowned. "Which squad are you from? What are you doing here?"

"My lord, something terrible has happened! There's chaos outside!"

Jiang Mianmian exclaimed in surprise and quickly walked past the group of dancers with her head down.

He ran straight to the best-dressed person in the middle, bowed, and said, "A girl has barged in and says this mine belongs to her, and we should get out of here."

The burly man was furious and slammed his fist on the table. "Manager Liao, this little girl is really bold! She actually dares to come and buy up the mine!"

The person referred to as Manager Liao was the one standing in front of Jiang Mianmian.

His smile remained unchanged as he raised his hand and clapped twice in the air. "Come on then, what's there to be afraid of?"

Jiang Mianmian flinched. "But she still has the contract in her hand, saying it was written by Master Yuan himself. According to the contract, we should leave the mine as soon as possible. Is it appropriate for us to just stay here like this?"

"A contract? What contract? I didn't see it."

Manager Liao tilted his head back, drank a full glass of wine, and threw it on the ground with a thud.

"She dares to come? She'll have to see if she gets out alive! She wants the mine? Once I catch her, even that Yuan guy will have to call me 'Master'! Hahaha!"

Others echoed.

"I really don't know what's wrong with the Yuan family. How come they can be controlled by a little girl!"

"I heard that girl is really pretty. Once we catch her, the manager can have some fun with her, haha."

"laugh."

A snicker broke the silence.