Rebirth of the Red Makeup in the Military Camp

Even Asan licked his lips unconsciously when he saw those female slaves again, and Sumu saw it all!

And those female slaves seemed to be used to it and didn't feel ashamed. They were like zombies and only remembered to step aside and not block the way of the "noble".

"Are you Tomahawks very poor?"

Su Muhe suddenly spoke as they were walking.

Ah San's eyes were still on the chest wall of a white man. When he heard Su Mu's question, he shook his head subconsciously, "No..."

"Then you don't give them clothes?"

Su Mu's tone suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Asan with narrowed eyes.

Asan turned his head impatiently at first, but suddenly met a cold gaze.

The impatience that emerged in his heart disappeared instantly, and his calves began to tremble.

He explained tremblingly, "Our hall master said...said..."

As if he suddenly realized Su Mu's gender, his eyes suddenly became vague and he hesitated whether to speak.

Su Mu frowned, her intuition told her that it was definitely not something good!

But you have to know.

"Say!"

Her tone suddenly became stern.

Ah San was frightened by her sudden increase in momentum and shrank his neck. He said with all his might, "The hall master said that these women are the lowest kind of goods, and everyone in the base has the right to use them!"

boom!

The string of reason in Su Mu's mind suddenly tightened. If it tightened a little more, it would break immediately!

These beasts!

I cursed in my heart.

Su Mu had a blank expression on his face, and his aura was growing stronger and stronger. As San, who was directly affected, it was as if he saw the god of death waving at him.

suddenly!

Su Mu restrained his momentum.

He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again!

"Let's go!"

Although she seemed to have said nothing, Ah San could feel the coldness from her!

The boss's attempt to win her over is likely to fail.

They arrived at a bungalow on the third floor. It looked ordinary from the outside, but when Asan opened the door he saw something.

The room was fully equipped and it was a one-story building, but it was divided into three areas by chains of beads and bells hanging from two places.

When the wind blows, the chain sways, and the bells on it sway with the wind, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

If it were a different environment, it might be considered romantic and interesting, but in the current environment...

Su Mu immediately thought of the function of surveillance.

Because the chain hangs directly from the ceiling to the ground, if you want to pass through, you must lift the chain. In this way, if you move, the noise here will definitely reach the ears of some people with ulterior motives.

"Ms. Hela, this is the most beautifully decorated room in the camp. I wonder if it suits your taste?"

Su Mu nodded expressionlessly, "Okay!"

It’s not that she doesn’t want to change, but if she does so, her already unreliable identity will definitely be doubted even more.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and agree!

Ah San also smiled and said, "In that case, you can take a rest first. I will go and pick two female slaves to serve you."

"Ok!"

Su Mu waved his hand and Asan quickly retreated.

Only after he left did Su Mu continue to look at the room.

The bead curtain divides the room into three areas. The middle one is for receiving guests. Going to the right, you can see a large kang with an old quilt that even has a thick layer of dust.

Look at the area on the left, it’s a storage room, it has everything!

After walking around like this, she felt she was being watched from at least five places!

If we talk about the actual number of surveillance, it is probably much higher.

Su Mu turned over the stool on the middle table, blew on it, and the dust on it immediately flew towards his face!

Su Mu fanned himself in disdain and threw the stool to the ground impatiently.

"What a lousy place! They let me live here even though it's not cleaned up yet? I heard in Southeast Asia that the Tomahawk Gang treats their men very well. Damn, the environment is so bad now. I'd better find another job!"

Although it was just a mutter, she was the only one in the room, and the empty environment echoed her words.

And this sentence was also written intact on a piece of white paper.

On the other side, after Filite watched the two people walk away, he turned and headed in the opposite direction.

Crossing a threshold, I walked into an ordinary bungalow.

At this time, there was a strange man in the room. He had his eyes closed and was twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hands.

The other one is the subordinate that Filite just whispered to.

Filite took the lead and glanced at his men, then waved him out.

After the men left, the door was closed again.

But the room was still bright.

Only Flit and the strange man were left in the room.

"Master!" Filite was the first to salute, bowing his head slightly respectfully to the man.

The man slowly opened his eyes.

What a pair of eyes those are!

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt chilly, bloodthirsty and indifferent. It was obvious that this murderous aura was the result of killing many people!

After a long period of killing, his mind has been affected, so he always holds Buddhist beads in his hands to prevent himself from losing his mind.

Although I don't know if it works, it at least gives me some psychological comfort.

"I heard you brought someone back?"

His lips slightly parted, and his indifferent tone made people shudder.

Flitt was even more respectful, "Yes! I think she is very skilled and I am thinking about recruiting her!"

"A woman?"

"Yes!"

The hall master didn't respond, and Philite didn't know what the hall master meant for a moment.

His image in the base is that he completely looks down on women and treats them like trash.

Therefore, he was not sure what the hall master meant by his decision to recruit a woman like Hela.

Slowly, the man's speed of winding the Buddhist beads became faster and faster, and the sound became more and more urgent.

"Pah... pah... pah... pah... pah..."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Filite's back. In the quiet room, the only sound was the rapid friction of beads. Filite didn't even dare to breathe deeply, for fear of disturbing the hall master.

a long time.

The hall master stopped suddenly!

"Since you want to recruit her, I don't need to teach you what to check, right?"

The light tone makes people unable to muster the heart to resist.

Filite even felt that if he dared to nod, he would be killed immediately!

So he immediately agreed, "Yes! Don't worry, I have sent someone to check it out!"

"Well! Tell me what happened along the way!"

Flit understood, opened his mouth and spoke continuously...

On the other side, Asan quickly came over with two thin women.

Su Mu looked over, his pupils constricted. It was an oriental face!

I just don’t know if he is Chinese!

Su Mu thought to himself.

"Ms. Hela, these are your two slave girls, called No. 1 and No. 2! They will tidy up your room, and it will be done in a moment!"

After saying that, Asan immediately glared at one of the women, number one.

"Why don't you go now? What are you standing there for?"

"Yes."

The slave girl's voice was as loud as a fly.

She and No. 2 hurried inside carrying buckets of water.

When he passed by Ah San, he blatantly took advantage of him.

Just as I was about to savor the memory, I suddenly felt a cold gaze.

Turn around and take a look!

It's over! I've gotten so used to it that I completely forgot there's a female demon here!