Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Ah!”

From time to time, there was a scream in the trunk.

Zhao really wanted to sit up and observe the environment, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

“Bang," she knocked her head on something and fainted in the dark.

She was woken up.

The man was not gentle, and the movement could even be described as a little rough.

“Wake up! Wake up!”

Azhao opened his eyes in confusion and saw a middle-aged woman in a gorgeous long dress.

The woman's skirt was embedded with a beautiful pearl, and her nails were painted bright red. Lace and yarn stacks of flowers stacked over the chest, covering the whites of the breath.

If you ignore the obviously relaxed skin on your neck, it's still beautiful to paint a fine makeup face under the huge black veil.

At this moment, those eyes with heavy eyeshadows were falling on Azhao's face without good intentions.

“Let me see, the quality of this shipment is good, especially this one...”

She reached out a finger and lifted Zhao's chin.

Azhao frowned - because the woman's sharp nails almost trapped her skin, it was not comfortable.

“Tsk, look at this delicate skin. Poor thing, it's all pinched out. ”

Zhao swore that she saw malice in the eyes of the woman in front of her.

She glanced around for a moment, although there was nothing in her mind, which did not interfere with her judgment.

If it wasn't an accident, she was, like, in the hands of a human trafficker?

Next moment.

The woman said, "Who are they? ”

A man smiled softly beside her and said, "It's a clean, fresh virgin of fifteen or six, most popular. These five were chosen specifically, all of whom were young ladies who had never done any heavy work. Did you see that? Skin is delicate without a hint of cocoon and flaws. ”

A Zhao Shen Yilin: Turns out he's a human trafficker!

And by listening to them, none of the people arrested were ordinary civilians.

What kind of gang is this?

After the man said it, he looked at Azhao with some hesitation and said: "This..."

He pointed to Zhao, approaching the middle aged woman's ear, and said something softly.

“Oh?”

The woman seemed a little surprised, and the divine color got excited again: "That's a real surprise. ”

She clapped her hands: "Somebody, get these little ladies dressed up. The grownups are coming to inspect the goods at night. ”

Soon, many women dressed as maids appeared, and every two of them was responsible for erecting a young girl and walking into different houses.

Zhao was brought into a fine room.

A maid holding her arm looked at something she couldn't help but say: "Don't look, it won't work anymore. ”

Azhao looked at her side.

The maid whispered, "Don't think you can get out. Be good, you can suffer less, and if you are lucky enough to be picked by a benevolent big man, you may have a good life. ”

Zhao couldn't help but ask: "What if it's bad luck? ”

The maid stood still for a moment.

On the other side, the silent maid laughed suddenly: "Bad luck is better than trying to escape and get caught. ”

She glanced at Ah Zhao and said indifferently: “It is your misfortune to have such a beautiful face, otherwise you will not be seen by Our Lady. But you should also be thankful that she will give you a much greater chance of survival. ”