Chapter 113

Half a day later, Lao Liu came out of the kitchen looking refreshed. Two girls carried food behind him, but their clothes barely covered their bodies, especially their genitals, which were completely exposed. You could even see sticky white secretions hanging on their pubic hair.

Lao Liu opened a door to a room where four naked girls were being held. When they saw someone come in, two of them immediately curled up to cover themselves, while the other two hesitated for a moment and then knelt on the ground.

The two people kneeling on the ground, one with his upper body straight and his hands hanging naturally at his sides, not covering his pair of full breasts at all.

A person hunched over and lay prostrate on the ground, appearing even more respectful.

“You! Crawl over here!”

The sixth brother pointed to the girl kneeling with her upper body upright and said.

When the girl heard the man call her, her expression didn’t change much, but her eyes dimmed a little.

He crawled on his knees to the side of the sixth brother, not daring to lower his head or raise it, but looking straight ahead, lost in thought.

The sixth man patted her head, as if petting a cat or dog, and said to the girl:

“Distribute the food to them! This one has more, those two have less, hurry up and finish distributing it, then come with me.”

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the room, not wanting to stay there even a moment longer.

Because this place is like a place for animals, there isn’t even a mat, just a few pieces of cardboard.

There was no separate toilet; there was just a dirty squat toilet in the corner that smelled of urine.

As soon as Lao Liu came out of the room, he heard two girls angrily cursing him from behind.

Without even looking, I knew which two people were covering their bodies. Seeing that I was leaving, they mustered up their courage and berated the two kneeling people.

This was the effect he deliberately wanted: not only to divide the girls who were confined here, but also to prevent those who had decided to submit from having a chance to turn back.

A short while later, three people came out of the room. The two who had cooked came out carrying food, while the one that Lao Liu had picked out crawled out on his knees.

Lao Liu didn’t let her stand up; he simply walked straight to the next room.

There were three more rooms like this. A dozen minutes later, Lao Liu came out of the last room. Now, there were two more girls behind him, one crawling on her knees and the other standing.

This was also a deliberate act of differential treatment by Lao Liu. In this way, the two girls who cooked together would stick together, the two girls who were kneeling would stick together, and the girl who was standing at the end would be isolated. The five girls were divided into three groups, and there would inevitably be resentment between them, making it difficult for them to stick together. This way, he could control them.

The sixth brother led the five girls back to the much better room they had been in before. The three girls, who were visiting for the first time, couldn’t hide their longing when they saw the private bathroom.

Especially when Lao Liu told them to go inside and wash their bodies clean and then put on their clothes, the two girls who had been kneeling all the way wanted to rush over immediately, but they were afraid of Lao Liu and dared not make any rash moves.

The girl who had followed them over ran right past Lao Liu, found the shower valve, and started washing herself vigorously, not caring about the water temperature.

The sixth man sneered, thinking to himself that the latter would suffer later, and didn’t stop them. Instead, he said to the two people kneeling on the ground:

“You all stand up and go wash up too!”

The two kneeling people seemed to hear heavenly music, and they stood up with great joy and ran over.

“Move aside!”

“Why are you pushing?!”

“You can’t use it all by yourself for so long!”

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The sounds of arguing came from the cramped space, and Lao Liu’s face showed a smug smile of complete control.

Turning around, he saw two girls looking at him with fear. When they saw Lao Liu’s gaze, they were so frightened that they knelt down in unison, lowered their heads, and dared not utter a word.

Just before leaving, the sixth brother seemed to remember something and said:

“You two should use a few extra mats when you sleep on them; the other three don’t need any!”

Seeing that the two girls obediently agreed, he locked the door and left. Song Ning’s room was at the other end of the corridor, and Lao Liu arrived at the door in no time.

In the entire stronghold, apart from the group’s own room, only this one room had a lock; the rooms where the girls were imprisoned were simply bolted from the outside.

He took out his key, opened the door, and entered the room. Before the sixth man even stepped inside, his shouts and curses reached his ears:

“Fuck you! Let me go! What do you want? If you do this in Beijing, the police will definitely catch you! Let me go right now! If the police catch you, you’re dead!”

The sixth brother glanced at Song Ning on the chair, then curled his lip indifferently.

Normally, how come no one would report kidnapping or hiding people in Beijing?

Especially over the years, how many girls did the second brother and his gang traffic using various means? Others may not know, but the sixth brother himself always remembered that number—a number he dared not think about or forget.