I don't believe the queen can't kill you

Four years later

That night.

In Hong Kong's Victoria Harbour, the dazzling lights of thousands of houses along the coast are fascinating.

Tonight, a private auction is being held on the Gemini cruise ship. The sponsor of the auction is Yan Qitai, the gang leader of the Hong Kong underworld Green Curtain Gang. Almost all the dignitaries and special people from various places are invited to participate.

Before entering the venue, two hot women in improved cheongsams were standing at the reception desk at the entrance, issuing eye-covering masks.

Each invitee received a different mask pattern, some masks were inlaid with gemstones, some were decorated with feathers, lace, and satin cloth; although it seemed that they were distributed randomly, you could spot the two with a sharp eye. A sophisticated communicator is hung on the woman's right ear. When the invitee comes to the reception desk, the staff who receives the person's information through the camera above will send instructions to the woman to hand over a mask suitable for his status.

The venue of the auction is extremely magnificently arranged. The [-]-square-meter space is divided into upper and lower blocks, and semi-open boxes; the organizer prepares a luxurious French-style classical sofa chair for each buyer, and there is a special person beside him. Bring coffee and tea.

On the stage less than ten pings in the center of the venue, there was only one host introducing tonight's auction items.

After 10 minutes, the atmosphere was boiling, and every buyer was eagerly waiting for better products to come out.

"This is the third auction item today, No. A103, an American-Chinese orphan from Queens, USA."

After the host said a word, two men in black and a beautiful boy with dazzling blond hair appeared from the golden curtain behind the stage; more precisely, the boy was carried away by two men in black; He was only seventeen or eighteen years old; his eyes were blindfolded, his hands were tied by silver-white iron chains, and his slender body was only wrapped in a tulle robe.

The extremely transparent tulle has no covering function at all, it is purely used to increase the visual experience.The teenager's whole body and lower body private parts are all displayed in front of the buyer at a glance.The line of sight extends upwards from a pair of slender legs that are as pale as scallions. There are sparse body hairs of the same hair color and sleeping genitals; the white skin is comparable to that of a girl, and the soft touch like cream can be felt just by visual inspection.

"Don't touch me! Let me go! Let me go..."

As soon as he was framed, the boy roared restlessly; but the man in black ignored his riot, took the merchandise to the middle of the stage, and took off his blindfold directly.

The tightly closed feather sword trembled, and then it was slowly lifted. Hidden under the feather sword was a pair of clear and bright blue eyes, which captured the heart.

As soon as he got the light, the boy immediately twisted his body and asked the people in the audience for help, "Is there anyone who can save me! Please! Help me..." But he only glanced at the audience, and the blue eyes that embraced hope suddenly became dim Light.There are countless pairs of eyes watching him from the audience, and each pair of eyes is looking at him with obscene, beast-like hunger and greed.It was as if he wanted to eat him in one bite, eating up all his belt and bones.

The young man's expression showed extreme fear, his tall and thin body kept trembling and sweating, if he hadn't been held up by someone, he would have been sitting on the ground with his legs weak.

The tulle drenched in cold sweat fit tightly against his skin, outlining the graceful curves of his body.The slightly protruding dot on the chest rises and falls with the panting.Under the direction of the host's eyes, a third man in black appeared from the right side of the curtain, moved a baroque armchair and placed it in the center of the stage. A layer of gold leaf, and the armrests on both sides are carved with complicated and exquisite patterns.

After placing the teenager on the armchair, the host continued to speak: "Before bidding, we will let buyers know the status of the product. We will never damage the product during the display process. Please rest assured buyers."

After receiving the order, the two men in black began to give the young man a hand; one embraced him from behind the chair, put his hands into the tulle, and touched the two blooming apricot buds on his chest, lightly picking and rubbing them; After the bud instantly formed a hard cherry fruit, it twisted and pulled roughly.

"Ah!...don't...don't──!"

The boy jumped up as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, his eyes filled with horror and helplessness.He resisted fiercely, but was immediately suppressed by the man in black.Another man in black squatted down in front of him, spread his legs on the armrest, and stuffed a special glass test tube about two fingers wide and three inches long into his unsuspecting back hole.

Although it was lubricated, he couldn't withstand the sudden invasion of foreign objects, and the young man screamed fiercely; a pair of beautiful eyes burst into big teardrops, coupled with a distorted and uncomfortable expression, it looked even more bloody.From the open hole, you can clearly appreciate the pink meat wall tightly covering the glass test tube. The color and shrinking action of the meat wall made the buyers in the audience turn rough.

"Sensitivity and firmness are top-notch, guaranteed to be a virgin, the reserve price is [-] US dollars, and the bidding starts now." The host waved his hand to signal the start of the bidding.

"fifty thousand."

On the right side of the stage, a man wearing a gold-rimmed white mask raised his hand and called for a price.

"Seventy thousand." The fat man beside him immediately followed up.

"[-]." The thin man in a silver suit behind also shouted the price.

"One hundred thousand."

"15 million."

"30.."

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Everyone was scrambling to shout the price, and the money they shouted was getting higher and higher. Everyone wanted to get this blonde stunner.

At this time, in the last hidden seat of the box on the second floor, a man with unrestrained black hair curled his lips and smiled, "It's an extremely boring auction." Hidden in the black-bottomed gold-rimmed gemstone mask is a pair of deep and almost ice-cold eyes .

"It was declared to be an auction, but it was actually human trafficking!"

The man with silver-rimmed glasses beside him smiled, his eyes fixed on those beasts in clothes who could still tell their real identities even though they were covered by masks. The ugly side.

Ignoring his subordinate's interest, the black-haired man stepped on the ground in an instant with his long, overlapping legs, stood up straight, and signaled with his eyes that it was time for him to leave.

"Boss, don't you wonder who bought him?"

Although the man with glasses looked gentle and refined, he was quite courageous. He asked out of bounds, causing the black-haired man to tear his lips in disdain: "It doesn't matter who bought him, anyway, to them perverts, no matter how beautiful Once the toy is in hand, it can only last for two weeks at most.”

The man with glasses smiled knowingly, and then followed his boss's footsteps and left.