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Chapter 125 The fate of unsalable products

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    What will happen to slow-moving products?

    Hearing the terrifying scream, Lin Ya didn't dare to think about it.  When the surrounding area was so quiet that only the sound of the sea breeze could be heard, the door of the room was kicked open.

    "Take it away!" The leader shouted impatiently.

    He stuffed a white pill into Lin Ya's mouth, after which Lin Ya lost consciousness.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    After a wail, Lin Ya suddenly opened her eyes.  She still wears electronic shackles on her feet, and at the same time, her hands are baked on both ends of the bed frame.

    There are electronic monitoring around the room.  Opposite her was a girl of similar age.  That girl had bruises and hickeys all over her body, no need to ask, Lin Ya also knew what happened to her.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    "don't want¡­¡­"

    "ah¡­¡­"

    In the next room, the girl's screams were constantly heard.  It's just that the more desolately she screamed, the more excited the men in the room became.

    That's right, those men.

    In the next room, there were at least three men.

    The sound of small footsteps was getting closer, Lin Ya pricked up her ears, and silently prayed in her heart that they would not stay outside this room.

    "Bring out a-009." The shrill voice echoed in the corridor.

    The iron door next door was slammed open.  Then, Lin Ya heard the girl sobbing.

    Three minutes later, a girl with a c-003 wooden sign was thrown into the room like abandoned goods.

    Her whole body was wrapped only in a long tattered white dress.  The snow-white skin exposed to the air was covered with bruises.

    Because of the pain, the corners of the girl's lips kept twitching.  Her eyes were empty and she was lying on the ground, motionless, like a dead body.

    However, the number on the heart rate monitoring watch in her hand is still changing.

    Obviously, people are still alive.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    "ah¡­¡­"

    "ah¡­¡­"

    The wailing sound like killing a pig rang in Lin Ya's ears again.  However, this time, the sound came from directly above her head.

    The sound continued intermittently for about two hours, until the girl could no longer shout, and the iron door next door was opened again.

    "Boom!"

    After a loud noise, the door of Lin Ya's locked room was pushed open.

    A stocky, stocky woman came in with a burly man.  Lin Ya was startled, that short, fat woman was the makeup artist who left her aside!

    "The one you want." The short, fat woman stuffed a red pill into Lin Ya's mouth.

    Lin Ya didn't resist, but silently put the medicine under her tongue.  Try to slow down the dissolution rate of the tablet.

    "You look okay, dress up, the ceremony is about to begin." Satisfied, the man hung an electronic sign "c-r-wind76908" around Lin Ya's neck

    This number plate is different from the number plate number of the girl in this room.  Does this mean that she doesn't need to be bullied here like these girls.

    However, what is the ritual in this man's mouth?

    Two hours later, Lin Ya heard the whistle of a cruise ship entering the port.  She was packed into a box and shipped out of the port.

    After going through nine and eighteen turns, she was taken to a villa surrounded by mountains.

    "Hurry up!"

    "Don't be lazy!"

    "Take people down to wash"

    This is Chinese dialect!

    Lin Ya lay curiously on the window sill, looking out.  In the distant buildings, there is a large plaque of "Chenyuan Building".

    Could it be that, after turning around, she turned back to the country again?

    However, the remote mountainous areas in China, like those in foreign countries, are prisons that are difficult to escape.  Even if you meet villagers on the road, you can't be sure if they are with the traffickers.

    "Bride, are you ready?"

    "The person is already, inside."

    "How about dressing up?"

    "The mother-in-law in charge of makeup hasn't come yet."

    "Hurry up and hurry up."

    "Where's the wedding dress?"

    "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."

    "hurry up¡­¡­"

    While talking, two women in Taoist costumes entered??, dragged her into the bathroom.  In the rising heat, there is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

    Lin Ya was pushed into the pool by the two of them, and the two of them yelled at her a series of spells that she couldn't understand at all.

    After that, the temperature in the pool became higher and higher.  Lin Ya only felt the lack of oxygen in her brain.  She tried to jump out of the pool, but was held down by two Taoist nuns.

    After about fifteen minutes, Lin Ya was exhausted and carried to the bed covered with happy characters by two Taoist nuns.

    Lin Ya's mind was completely unable to function. After the commotion just now, she couldn't move her whole body.  She didn't know what kind of medicine was put in the pool, but she felt her head was dizzy and her body was getting hot.

    The traditional scarlet wedding dress was wrapped around her body.

    Gold hairpins, silver bracelets, emerald earrings She was hung up with valuable jewelry like a jewelry shelf.

    On the wedding dress and jewelry, she smelled a strong smell of formalin.

    On the open space in the yard, there was a circle of monks chanting sutras.  Although I can't hear it clearly, the tone of the chanting is very similar to the soul of the dead.

    Immediately, the thought of "***" popped into Lin Ya's mind.

    These things hanging on her body, no matter how you look at it, look like a funeral.

    Does her luck have to be so good?

    Did the person who bought her want to give her a grand funeral directly?

    After being played with like a puppet for more than half an hour, Lin Ya finally became pure at dusk.

    The light of the setting sun shines through the screen window and sprinkles on the bright red wedding dress.  Looking at the full-length mirror, Lin Ya felt that she could be described as "beautiful" for the first time.

    What would Mo Li think if he saw her like this?  Will you feel pretty?

    For some reason, Lin Ya's mind is full of Mo Li's gentle smile.

    Lying on the bed, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

    I really want to see him again!

    It's fine to say whatever you want, just want to see him again.

    It's just that this time, it seems that there is really no way.

    Accompanied by the setting sun, Lin Ya's eyelids gradually dropped.  She strained her spirits and forced herself not to fall asleep.

    The gap between the eyes is getting smaller and smaller.

    Mo Li, why, when she was really about to die, she couldn't bear it?

    The room was gradually shrouded in darkness that could not be dispelled.

    "Da da da da da da"

    Lin Ya heard someone enter the house.  The password of the door was random, and he entered the house without triggering the alarm device, so he must not be someone from outside.

    Is it time?

    Lin Ya sighed helplessly.  The whole body is already stiff and numb.  Apart from being conscious, she is no longer a normal person.

    A flash of bright light suddenly hit Lin Ya's face, and Lin Ya opened her mouth reflexively and shouted.  Before she could make a sound, her mouth was blocked by a half-wet towel.

    Then, the man turned on the bed and pressed on her.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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