I became beautiful by eating melons

Ye Rou clapped her hands and walked out of the house carefree.

The yard was empty; all the other human traffickers had been sent out to guard the secret passages and conduct patrols.

In the half-open door behind her, a skinny man was tied up and lying on the ground on his side, his eyes were prominent because they were too thin, and his face was full of unwillingness and resentment.

The skinny monkey struggled hard on the ground, but his hands and feet were trapped tightly, and the cricket pupa didn't make any sound for a long time.

The woman had an extremely beautiful figure and was extremely attractive. She stood at the door with her back to the light, and the ends of her hair were turned golden by the evening light.

Such a beautiful scene made the skinny monkey feel cold inside.

He watched the woman disappear from his sight, his eyes filled with despair.

It’s over.

It's all over!

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The man who was hung on the beam had wrists that were starting to turn purple from red. His arms were hung high up, with his face stuck between his arms. He lowered his head, and blood dripped out of his open mouth, forming a small puddle on the ground.

Two human traffickers held sticks and beat him around, one hitting his back and the other hitting his arm.

The man was numb from the pain, and even though he bit his lips tightly, not wanting to show weakness, he still let out a few muffled groans.

"Damn, this kid is really tough."

One of the two people who stayed in the wing to interrogate the suspect loosened his wrist and the stick hit the ground with an extremely dull sound.

He shook his wrist because he had hit someone too hard, turned his neck, and said unhappily, "I was thinking of relaxing today, but this brat delayed me."

Another person said nonchalantly, "Isn't there one over there?"

His gaze shifted to the woman huddled in the corner.

The woman seemed to sense the man's malicious gaze and she huddled her legs and pressed her body against the wall, shivering.

The man curled his lips in annoyance and was about to say that he was dirty.

The young policeman who had been hanging on the beam without saying a word suddenly yelled, "If you have any problems, come to me. What's the point of bullying a woman?"

The man swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, rolled his eyes with his companion, and snorted and laughed: "You still want to be a hero when you are about to die?"

He picked up the stick and hit the policeman's knee hard.

Guo Yang screamed in pain, his face flushed.

He glared angrily at the two people in front of him.

"How dare you glare at us?" The man picked up the stick and poked the young policeman in the stomach lightly and heavily.

"What's your plan, police? How did you find us here?"

"Say!"

Guo Yang was poked in the stomach with a stick, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily. His hands were hung up with nowhere to hide. What was even more torturous was that he never knew whether the next blow would be light or heavy. This double torture of mental and physical torture was very difficult to endure.

He pursed his lips tightly, thinking that the director and the others would definitely find another passage to rescue him.

If he persisted a little longer, these arrogant dogs would kneel down and beg for mercy, begging him to let them go.

He will be praised by the director, receive awards for his meritorious service, and all those who look down on him will admire him.

It is with this imaginary comfort that Guo Yang has managed to hold on until now.

Seeing that the young policeman refused to say anything, the two human traffickers looked at each other and smiled, curling the corners of their lips.

They all have extremely ordinary looks that are easily forgotten, but when they smile at this moment, their malice is vented wantonly, making people feel chilled.

One of them walked to the corner with a stick in his hand, grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her out from the shadow corner.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

The woman screamed miserably and tightly grasped the hand that was grabbing her hair. Her body twisted on the ground like a water snake, but she could not get rid of the hand.

When Guo Yang saw the woman's miserable condition, he had a strong bad feeling in his heart.

His body began to thrash violently, and he yelled, "If you have anything to do, come to me, don't touch her!"

The trafficker threw the woman at Guo Yang's feet.

The woman was exposed to the sight of three men and fled in panic. She used all four limbs to crawl up but was blocked by the human traffickers.

She stepped back, huddled at Guo Yang's feet, reached out and tightly grasped Guo Yang's ankles, her crying sounding like the howling of a wild beast.

"Let me go, please let me go!"

Guo Yang struggled violently, and the rope around his wrists became tighter and tighter. He couldn't break free and stared at the two people in front of him. Seeing their evil grins, Guo Yang felt uneasy.

"What are you going to do!"

The trafficker dropped the stick and untied his belt with one hand, "I'll let her go whenever you tell me."

At this point he paused, and then stretched out his voice and said ambiguously: "Of course if you want to see it, I understand why you haven't said anything yet."

The belt hit the ground with a bang. The woman was like a cat whose fur stood on end when fire broke out. She bent her back and tried to escape, but someone grabbed her neck and pushed her back.

"No, don't touch me!" The woman was pressed to the ground, grabbing everything she could reach and throwing it backwards.

But her struggle was so insignificant that the man remained unmoved and his laughter became even more rampant.

He stared at the young policeman and pressed the woman under his sight so that she could see him clearly no matter how she tried to escape.

Another human trafficker stood aside holding a stick, waiting to watch the show.

The man stood on the woman and swung his hands violently, tearing off her clothes.

The spring light suddenly leaked out, and Guo Yang's eyes suddenly closed as if they were burned. His face turned pale and his expression changed in a complicated way.

"I'll tell you everything. Let her go!"

The man paused, loosened his grip on the woman's clothes and threw her away.

The woman who was left behind got up in a panic, grabbed her torn clothes tightly, lowered her head and hid back in the corner.

The two human traffickers surrounded Guo Yang and urged him, "Hurry up and tell me!"

Guo Yang closed his eyes, his expression showing suppressed unwillingness and pain. His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, low but clear.

"Our director is leading people..."

Just as Guo Yang started the car, he heard a bang on the rear window.

The sound was like thunder, which not only alarmed the two human traffickers, but also made Guo Yang break out in a cold sweat.

who is it?

Colleagues from the police station?

They have to find another secret passage, it's impossible for them to come in so quickly.

When Guo Yang thought of Ye Rou, the face of the woman with fox eyes became clearer and clearer in his mind.

Did she hear it?

How much did you hear?

Would she think that I couldn’t bear the pain and gave in to the traffickers?

Will Ye Rou tell the director? If she does, all his efforts today will be wasted.

At this moment, Guo Yang’s mind was not filled with the joy of being saved, but rather with the feeling of being a sinner who had committed a heinous crime and was awaiting punishment.

Guo Yang's face darkened instantly.

The two human traffickers were like frightened birds, tightly grasping the sticks in their hands.

"You go through the front, I'll be guarding here at the window."

"If there's someone there, trap him."

"it is good."

A human trafficker slowed down and pushed the door open to go out.

The other one put down the stick, took out a pistol from his waist, walked behind Guo Yang, and the footsteps stopped.

Everything happened in a corner that Guo Yang could not see, and at this moment he felt extremely complicated.

There is worry for Ye Rou, but also some extremely secret expectations.

He had no way of knowing whether he was expecting to be rescued or expecting Ye Rou to be caught.

His only hope was that Ye Rou could shut up.