Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

"That's absolutely top-notch."

One of the men looked on with obvious enjoyment, recalling how he felt back then, his lust barely concealed.

One of them chuckled lewdly:

"You mean the one Kunzi brought back?"

"Who else could it be? She's the prettiest, with fair skin and an exquisite taste. Have you ever been with her?"

The man squinted, pulled over a woman next to him, and kissed her.

The woman's movements were stiff; she seemed to be complying, but it was also forced.

After playing with her for a while, the man felt unsatisfied and pushed the woman aside, saying, "These are all trash, that one is the real gem."

"Damn it, those gluttons have no chance with me." The man spat and said to the woman with a vicious expression, "Come here now."

The woman seemed to have come with the man.

After being scolded, she cautiously walked to the man's side.

"If you still can't learn how to please a man tonight, I'll sell you." The man grabbed the woman's waist, pinched her chin, and stared at her fiercely. "Your face isn't worth much money, keeping you is a waste."

"Damn, I'm going to have some fun with that lady tonight too."

After warning the woman, he strode into the gate at the back of the alley.

The woman was looking down, sobbing softly.

Most of the women here were trafficked; this is the escort street, a place the Diran government turns a blind eye to.

Because this place can bring them not only wealth, but also spiritual enjoyment.

Many people, tempted by various forms of power and money, will lower their moral standards to the dust.

And naturally, they'll also find their own fun here.

This street is a paradise for men, while the other side of the street is where women of Denis enjoy themselves.

Men and women are both corrupted.

......

This is a street under the jurisdiction of the Black Sands organization.

They also run brothels and bars, making it arguably the largest brothel in Dinyi.

The women inside were forced to serve the men; most were Chinese, but there were also a few local women from Myanmar.

They were either deceived or trafficked.

They were all being controlled to do things they didn't want to do.

Inside the gate at the end of the alley.

It's a completely different world, a scene entirely different from the one before it.

The moment Nangong Qian and her entourage opened the door, everyone inside was stunned.

Dragging her large club, she went through the open door to check the situation inside. The first thing she saw was a dozen or so men playing cards in the courtyard.

Several tables were set up in the courtyard.

The courtyard is very large, and at a glance, there are many sliding doors.

A man holding a wooden stick stood outside each door.

Stepping into the courtyard, you can clearly hear all sorts of noises.

It came from all the rooms.

Screams, piercing noises, and the sound of things being smashed.

besides......

The sounds of "mmm" and "ah".

Even though Nangong Qian herself had never experienced anything like this, she could clearly hear what was happening inside the room.

At first, she didn't understand what the man with the wooden stick outside the door was doing, but now she does.

A room door was suddenly pulled open, and a girl clutched her clothes, her almost naked upper body barely concealed.

She cried and screamed, trying to escape outside.

But she couldn't escape the lewd claws that the man behind her reached out with a lewd grin.

She was frantically trying to get help from the door. At first, the man outside didn't do anything, but when he realized that the experience of the other guests was getting worse, he suddenly hit the girl's arm with a stick.

She screamed in pain.

"what--"

He groaned in pain, but no one paid him any attention.

They could only be arrested again in despair.

She was dragged backward by the person behind her. The girl grabbed the steps of the sliding door on the ground, but unfortunately her strength was too weak. Her fingernails broke, leaving blood all over the ground.

"brute!"

Nangong Qian really couldn't think of any other words to describe these people who were worse than pigs and dogs.

Unable to contain his anger, he began to shout insults at the courtyard.

"You beasts, worse than pigs and dogs, you don't deserve to live in this world!"

The card players all stopped in their tracks.

Unlike Wang Bin's group, they had the idea of ​​monopolizing Nangong Qian as soon as they saw her.

Everyone was trying to estimate Nangong Qian's value in their minds.

Women were clearly insignificant to them.

Only money can fuel their desires.

They didn't utter a single unnecessary word; each of them exchanged a casual glance and then took action.

In just a few words, they were about to reach Nangong Qian.

However, what they didn't expect was...

A group of people followed behind Nangong Qian.

Their expressions looked very strange; they were resentful! Why would they look resentful towards them?

They were armed with identical machetes and, without any unnecessary movements, began hacking away.

Wang Bin and his gang now hate Heisha and his group to death.

After several days of inhuman torture, plus countless brainwashing sessions by Jing Li.

They were on the verge of a mental breakdown. The woman didn't treat them like human beings at all. They dared not offend Jing Li in any way, so they could only vent their anger on the culprits, Hei Sha and his gang.

After all, the gaming street isn't Black Sands' main base.

It's just one of the places they run.

The two sides clashed after Wang Bin's group made an unexpected move.

"Kill them!"

Nangong Qian's eyes were bloodshot. She dodged left and right before rushing into the room, where she saw the naked man on the bed and the disgusting scene before her.

Who are you?!

The man's eyes changed when he saw Nangong Qian; he looked lecherous and got out of bed naked.

Suppressing the anger surging in her chest, Nangong Qian picked up a large club and swung it at him, yelling, "Go to hell, you scum, you pervert, you beast!"

Many of them spoke in a sharp tone.

Even more uncontrollable profanities started flowing out.

The man in his forties seemed immune to these words, only leering at Nangong Qian, confident that he could dodge the attack of the big stick.

The seemingly flawed hammer, which any normal person could easily dodge, actually hit him head-on!

As the old man lost consciousness and collapsed, he revealed an incredulous look in his eyes.

The man's head was smashed open by the large club, leaving it bleeding.

Still not satisfied, Nangong Qian struck him several more times.

He even jumped up and kicked the man several times. The man, who was still unconscious, was woken up by the kicks and then passed out again.

"He's really ugly!"

Nangong Qian kicked him one last time before walking straight to the bedside.

The girl bent her knees and hugged herself, her exposed fingers all bleeding profusely, clearly terrified. Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were torn to shreds.

She was crying softly over there.

Nangong Qian wanted to comfort her, but didn't know where to begin.

She looked around but couldn't find any suitable clothes.

They had no choice but to have her wear the old man's clothes temporarily as a cover.

The girl was just scared, but thankfully she still had some sense and knew that Nangong Qian had come to save her, so she clung to her tightly for a sense of security.