Help, Lord Mo’s little goblin after rebirth is too sexy

Mo Jingzhou was helpless about the matter. When he returned to the villa, he slumped down on a chair in the study. He carefully thought about Mo Chengyan's thunderous methods over the years, and finally decided to be cruel. He called his assistant and asked him to People sent Mo Yan'er to the North Country overnight.

Mo Yan'er was naturally unwilling, but how could she be able to do so?

"Dad, I beg you, don't send me away, okay? I know I was wrong, Dad."

Mo Yan'er felt extremely aggrieved at the moment. She was obviously the one who was injured, so why did her father send her away?

She couldn't leave, she had to stay, so as to make Murong Jiuling unhappy.

"You know it's wrong? Do you know that Murong Jiuling is Mo Chengyan's man? If you get tired of living, you can jump off a building or into a river. Don't involve me."

Mo Jingzhou had been holding back his anger in his old house, and now he even angrily grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it to pieces.

The servants also consciously stepped aside. Who dares to step forward in this situation?

Mo Yan'er's eyes were red and she bit her lower lip tightly, "Dad, I was wronged. It wasn't me. How dare I touch Mo Chengyan's people? You believe me."

Seeing that she still refused to admit it, Mo Jingzhou reached out and slapped her. A crisp slap sounded in the living room. Mo Yaner was slapped and fell to the ground. She covered her slapped face with her hands and couldn't stop crying. Live and fall down.

She misses her mother so much, but she doesn't know where she is. She hasn't been seen for a few days, and she can't get through the phone. It would be great if her mother was here, but she would not be willing to send herself abroad.

"You really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Do you think Mo Chengyan dares to call me to the old house without evidence?"

Mo Jingzhou threw the phone in front of Mo Yan'er. What caught Mo Yan'er's eyes was the video of her and the two men. In the video, she looked like she was enjoying herself. She grabbed the phone and threw it towards the corner.

"It's not like that, it's not like that, it's Murong Jiuling, yes, it's that bitch, she harmed me!"

"It's not good for you to mess with anyone. If you mess with Mo Chengyan's people, do you want to kill me?"

Mo Jingzhou's heart ignited with raging anger. Other people's children were all well-behaved and obedient, but it happened that his children were more irritating than the last.

The son is away from home all day long, and the daughter only knows how to cause trouble outside!

Mo Jingzhou really didn't want to see Mo Yan'er, so he had her knocked unconscious and put on the plane. When she woke up again, she found herself lying in a strange room.

She looked around, then curled up her body, clenching and unclenching her hands, repeating this, biting her lips hard with her teeth, and working hard with her slender nails, scratching blood marks on her body, she was abandoned , she was abandoned by her biological father.

Mo Yan'er's eyes were full of surging hatred, and her eyes were sinister. She wanted to fight Murong Jiuling until death!

Just when she was secretly feeling angry, the door was opened from the outside, and a fat middle-aged woman came in. Her skin was dark, and the clothes she wore looked cheap.

Mo Yan'er shrank to the corner warily, staring at the woman.

"Hey, are you awake? Just in time, let's get to work when you wake up!"

The obese woman spoke not very fluent Chinese and looked at Mo Yan'er as if she was looking at the goods.

"Start work? Who are you and what do you want me to do?"

Miss Mo Yaner is used to speaking in a arrogant manner, even now she is in a strange environment.

"Of course it's to receive guests. When you get to my place, you can relax and serve the guests happily, so you won't be hungry."

The fat dark woman lifted Mo Yan'er's chin and took a closer look. She looked pretty good. Looking at the marks on her body that hadn't faded yet, you knew that this girl was a slut. I just didn't know that her delicate appearance could make those perverts Men play for a few days.

"No, I won't go. I am Miss Mo. Our family has a lot of money. I can give you money. As long as you let me go, I will give you money."

Mo Yan'er started to panic. No matter how stupid she was, she could guess where this place was. Picking up guests?

No, she doesn’t want to be a man’s plaything!

"I don't care which girl you are from. When you get here, you either have to be obedient and let the man fuck you, or you die and have your body ripped apart. They don't care whether the person underneath them is dead or alive."

Money is the most useless thing here. Here, it all depends on strength. Being able to fight is the last word. Everything you need to eat and use depends on robbing.

This is a place where several countries meet, and it is also a remote and desolate zone. The people who come here are all desperadoes, who are not carrying a few lives on their backs. The delicate women here can only be the playthings of men's crotches. No, there are also men who have become women's playthings. If they want to be freed, they may have to wait until their bodies rot and stink.

After all, women are a scarce resource here and are in high demand!

After the fat black woman finished speaking, she left the room without looking back. Mo Yaner ran away without thinking, but was stopped at the door. At the same time, she also saw several tall and burly men heading towards her. He walked over to the room he was in, with a disgusting smile on his face.

Mo Yaner shook her head and backed away, but she knew she couldn't escape. There were no windows in this room, and there was only a small round hole on the top of one of the walls. A child couldn't get through it, let alone an adult like her. A woman.

The men were speaking in unknown languages, and she couldn't understand them, but the lewd smiles on their faces made her shudder.

"Sister Sang, if you play like this from the beginning, you won't kill that bitch, right?"

A tall and thin man outside the door asked worriedly about the fat black woman who had just come in.

"Don't think that I don't know. It's because you feel it's a pity to die before you can play, right? This is what the higher-ups have told you to do. You need to feed her well. Several men will play with her in different ways every day. You can do it if you want. Go try it."

The woman who was called Sister Sang held a cigarette in her hand and looked disdainful. She had been here for seven years and she knew very well what the men here were thinking.

She had no sympathy for the woman inside. She was not very discerning and would offend anyone. She deserved to end up like this.

Sister Sang took a few puffs of her cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with her toes a few times, and turned around to leave.

She was compassionate when she first came here, but her compassion cost her a lot.

If she hadn't been lucky enough to meet a noble person, she wouldn't be alive today, let alone living so comfortably in this place. After seven years, she has long been accustomed to such things.

A show not suitable for children was being played in the house at the moment. From time to time, women's miserable screams could be heard. Of course, there were also men's evil laughter and rapid breathing. I didn't know what those men were playing.

However, the sound was indeed a bit exciting, and the tall and thin man who was talking outside the door couldn't help but walk in. Sister Sang said that he could go in and have fun if he wanted to, and this kind of benefits would not be free of charge.

They haven't had anyone new here for a long time, and this room may not be quiet for several days.