On a secluded street.

Roger Bart is cleaning the sedan.

After finally cleaning up the dirt in the back seat, he looked at the damaged parts of the front of the car and wanted to cry without tears.

"Farke, Farke, Farke, damn woman, I still have to pay for the repairs."

Then I changed my mind and thought that I was lucky enough to get a (virgin) girl. I should be able to auction it for a lot of money!

My depression immediately dissipated a lot.

But then I thought about it again and thought of a (virgin) girl who ran away. , What a huge loss! He was in a bad mood again!

He touched the big bag on his head, which was hit by the car window glass. He cursed"Biyou" again in his heart and walked into the car. In a dilapidated three-story apartment building nearby. On the first floor, several tattooed Eastern European men were playing cards, with scattered banknotes on the table.

Seeing Roger Bart come in, one of them joked:"Boy , you are lucky this time, you got a (virgin) girl, you should be able to sell it for a good price, you can get a lot of it, right?"

"Stop talking, I'm depressed, run awayOne, how much do you think I lost? Oh, and fix the car too!"

"Hey, there is always something to be earned. Come over and play a few games?"

"No, I'll go up and see if that bitch is awake."

Roger Bart shook his head and 31 walked to the second floor.

There was only one person on the second floor, the driver, who was treating his wounds in the mirror.

After seeing Roger Bart, he said:"This time, I'll mess with Fuck. I fell into the hands of a little Bichi, and I was laughed to death by those guys!"

"Remind me to have some narcotics in the car next time. Hiss~, damn bitch, it hurts me to death!"

"Got it, Graveson."

Seeing the tragic situation of Gravesen, Roger Bart felt a lot better. He wanted to laugh a little, but he held it back. He continued to go up to the third floor.

Roger Bart took out the key and opened the iron door, and saw that the kidnapped Heather was lying on the ground.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh……"

"you're awake? Want to talk? If you promise not to scream, I will help you take out the cloth from your mouth"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!"Heather nodded desperately.

Roger Bart pulled out the rag stuffed in Heather's mouth and threw it aside in disgust.

The rag was stained with gastric juices and saliva, and it stank.

"Roger Bart, why are you doing this? Where is Biyou, what did you do to her?"

Roger Bart laughed, with some pity in his eyes.

"Why do this? Heather, your question is redundant. Of course it is for money. Did you know that in the underground market, a beautiful girl like you can be sold for one hundred thousand dollars? If she is still a virgin, the price can be tripled.……"

"You, you want to sell me? We are fellow villagers!"Heather's eyes widened.

"Fellow? Roger Bart sighed and shook his head,"If we can't survive, who will care about our fellow countrymen?" To be honest, I didn’t want to do this business at first, but I have to survive! America is not a paradise, no, it should be said, it is not a paradise for the poor!"

"You know, in this country, you have to be rich! Only when you have money can you enjoy a wonderful life!!!"

"It's a pity that your friend ran away, otherwise I would have made more this time! By the way, are you a (virgin)?"

The latter question suddenly made Roger Bart feel uneasy.

What if these two women were lying before?

Heather did not answer his question, but opened her eyes wide, and said with a hint of joy in her voice:"You said Biyou escaped, great!"

"You don't need to be so happy, you should feel sad - your friend is out of the sea of ​​suffering, but you are still suffering. Isn't this worthy of jealousy?"

"No, you can’t say that either"

"You will be bought by a rich man in the future. Although you will lose your freedom, at least you will have enough food and clothing, while your friends will still have to work hard for food and clothing. You really can't tell who is lucky and who is unlucky!"

"impossible"

"What, what is impossible?"

"hehe! Heather laughed twice, with mocking eyes, and looked at Roger Bart and said:"It is impossible for me to be bought by a rich man. Bi You must have called the police, and I will be saved soon.""

"hehe! This time it was Roger Bart who laughed mockingly,"Police, you are overthinking!""

"Let me tell you this, even if your friend calls the police, with the efficiency of the Las Vegas police, the case will only be handled from tomorrow at the earliest, and you will be sent away early tomorrow morning, and you will be sent away the day after tomorrow. Will arrive in Europa on a private plane. At that time, no one can find you."

This is not Roger Bart's intention to scare Heather, but in Las Vegas, criminals are indeed much more efficient than the police. (To read violent novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

But Roger Bart leaked I figured out three points: first, this case involves Martin, a powerful celebrity; second, Martin will use his own energy for this case; third, the police officer in charge of this case is a fan of Martin

…………

In the police station

"Found Roger Bart, let's go!"The female police officer was in high spirits, looking at Martin with eyes filled with the emotion of"please praise me, please praise me."

Martin gave the other party a thumbs up and showed a charming smile,"You are so efficient. ,admire!"

The female police officer suddenly felt that her bones were numb. She relied on her"strong" will to prevent herself from falling to the ground.

"I'm with you, I can identify each other."Bi You said loudly.

Martin glanced at the girl and could see the determination in her eyes. He probably wanted to see his friend safe and sound as soon as possible...

Martin turned his head and said,"I'll come too, my skills are pretty good. My bodyguard is also very good. The female police officer smiled and complimented:"

I almost forgot that Martin, you are our American hero.""

Then he said:"In principle, the police can't take you with them when handling cases, but——"

The female police officer blinked at Martin,"We can't stop citizens' cars from walking the same path as us."

Martin suddenly understood.

"Gordon, go drive."263" Biyou, you are in the same car as us."

This time when I came here, Martin directly rented the hotel's car without asking the driver to follow him.

…………

Roger Bart continued to describe to Heather the"happy life" bought by the rich.

Maybe it's to alleviate my own guilt.

Every time he sells the kidnapped girl, he will give such verbal persuasion.

Of course he knew that before these girls were sold, they would be injected with drugs by those people in order to facilitate control.

After being bought by the rich, they will still be injected with drugs regularly, so that they lose the strength and mentality to resist and escape.

These girls who are controlled by drugs will become the toys of the rich and suffer all kinds of bizarre tortures. Very few of them can live beyond the age of thirty-five.

Roger Bart was just looking for psychological comfort for himself.

At this time, there was suddenly a heavy kick on the door downstairs.

"POLICE, raise your hands"

"they have weapons"

"Fire!

Then there was the sound of"bang bang bang" gunshots.

Roger Bart turned back in shock. Heather

's laughter came to his ears,"Look, my friend came to me with the police.""

"This is impossible. How could the police find this place so quickly?! We're giving up on this place tomorrow, how could they do it so quickly?!

(Brothers, please take care of me. Please give me some comments, flowers, collections, and rewards. Thank you.)

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