God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Chapter 193 Shelved on the shelf - top quality goods

The uneven quality of anchors in dungeons is the norm, and veteran anchors and novice anchors alternate. "Miracle" will hardly show mercy to novice anchors, and will only occasionally show a subtle reminder.

Although the effect is basically non-existent.

And this time the scope of the copy is so large that even Yang Jingshu is not sure that she can gather all the anchors together.

When there are more people, there will be more dissent. Whether they are timid or ferocious, as long as there are more people, there will always be people who feel that they can win by hiding behind others.

Unfortunately, "Miracle" will not let go of any anchor who does nothing.

Yang Jingshu raised her head and drank the last sip of water. The bottle in her hand fell accurately into the trash can not far away, making a crisp sound of plastic falling to the ground.

"Let's go."

As Yang Jingshu spoke, she picked up the huge mountaineering bag on the ground and carried it behind her back, looking sideways at Fang Ran next to her.

"Let's see what our luck is."

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The bumpy ride was unknown for how long, until He Ziyun was shaken to pieces and felt dizzy and unable to vomit, and the truck finally stopped.

As the noisy engine gradually subsided, the muffled sobs of many people echoed in the rear compartment.

It was a thin and dense buzzing sound, like the flapping of mosquito wings, which made people's heads hurt.

He Ziyun lay on the ground unable to move. He could only open his eyes and look at the slightly better darkness in front of him, racing against time to regain his composure.

Before he could recover, the car that had been tightly closed was opened from the outside with the sound of a latch being forcefully opened—

The sunlight outside shone into the dark car, and the irritated He Ziyun closed his eyes tightly. All he could see was red, and even his eyes were filled with pain.

He blinked hard, then opened his eyes, which were filled with water, and looked at the wide opening of the carriage——

Outside the carriage, four tall men stood in the sun with sticks in their hands, their tanned muscles almost shining in the sun, they were manic and exaggerated.

He Ziyun just glanced at them, then quickly looked around the car. Just as soon as he turned his head and glanced, his heart started beating wildly.

The entire carriage was filled with women whose hands and feet were bound and their lips were blocked. They were huddled in the carriage with their clothes disheveled and their hair messy and dirty. They were like "items" that were randomly stuffed together, unable to speak. The sound can't make any movements.

A cursory glance showed that the thirty people he had guessed at the beginning were still fewer. There must be at least fifty or sixty women in the entire carriage, but not necessarily.

After a brief shock, He Ziyun licked his dry lower lip and looked to the side. Sure enough, he saw a skinny woman whose hands and feet were not tied, running busily towards the carriage door.

She was a little ridiculously thin, and she stepped on countless women who were unable to move along the way, causing them to wail in pain.

The woman didn't even look at it and continued to run out of the car.

"Why do you order so much this time?"

The sturdy man at the head lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and said in an impatient tone:

"You know, at least 100 people at a time are considered qualified. Have you figured out how to handle this small number of people?"

The woman stood trembling with her back to the carriage, and responded cautiously:

"Brother Hu, I know the rules, but there's nothing I can do about it. They are all very smart now. It's really hard to trick people into taking them away..."

The man named Brother Hu snorted coldly, "I don't care about this. You can see for yourself. Whether you want to make up the remaining people quickly or go and be punished yourself, it's your choice."

As he spoke, Brother Hu made a gesture to the people behind him, signaling others to start "carrying" the woman in the carriage.

All of a sudden, the sound of crying in the carriage became louder and louder, and the cryer felt panicked.

When the "cargo" in the carriage was dragged out, the woman by the door shivered even more, but suddenly she thought of something and screamed:

"Wait a minute! Brother Tiger! Brother Tiger! I, I, I got a top-notch product this time! Absolutely top-notch product!"

He Ziyun, who was hiding in the crowd, felt his heart sink. He squirmed in the crowd on his hands and feet, even sticking to the dust next to him regardless of the dirt, and his face darkened a lot.

[emm, although, but, why do I feel like my wife hasn’t discovered anything wrong with her yet?]

[Hahahaha, as soon as my wife can see the environment, she looks at this and thinks about the plot. She must be neglecting herself]

[I am now very curious about my wife’s expression when she finds out the truth]

【I also】

【Add three? 】

【Jiajiajia】

[Speaking of which, my wife’s dust-stained face looks like, well, that’s, very, well, you all understand, right? 】

【? ? ? ? I don't understand】

[bt stay away! 】

【…】

As the young man hurriedly covered himself up, the woman in the car door had crawled into the car amidst the ridicule of the men behind her. Her face was so thin that only the skin was left, looking like a hungry ghost. Only the remaining fear in her eyes was still there. Proving that she is human.

The woman checked the women in the carriage one after another, moving very quickly. Even though He Ziyun had tried his best to hide in the corner of the crowd, she was still able to pull him out.

He Ziyun sighed slightly.

Forget it.

When she saw He Ziyun, the woman's eyes lit up as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She didn't know where she got the strength to pull the young man's shoulders and drag him out of the carriage.

"That's her! It's her Brother Hu! Look, look carefully!"

The woman carefully placed He Ziyun against the car door, knelt down with a pop, and wiped the dust from the young man's face with the corner of her clothes.

【Um……】

[Hahahaha, my wife’s face turned red]

【Gan! I admit that I am a bt, and my wife is in such a miserable state now, and I feel strangely very sexy]

[Forget it, I don’t know anything right now, so my wife just quietly lets others take advantage of her. You see, he will find the opportunity later.]

[Hey, this is what makes me more excited]

【……】

He Ziyun's face was tender, being rubbed roughly by the woman. Not to mention that his skin turned red, even the corners of his eyes began to turn red physiologically due to the dryness and pain of wiping. They were filled with water mist, and he looked weak and could be bullied. So pitiful.

Sure enough, the man named Brother Hu's eyes quickly changed. He came up to the young man with a cigarette in his mouth and pushed the woman next to him directly.

"You didn't lie to me."

Brother Hu looked at the young man's face carefully, and quickly hooked his fingers into the young man's long hair hanging on his shoulders and tangled it.

Long hair?

The young man's eyes froze, then he looked down at himself belatedly.

There seems to be nothing wrong with his shirt and pants. The problem is that his thin black hair, which was cut just right, has grown to almost waist length...