My way of beauty

After a while, when Vika had finished all the burgers without even noticing that one of them was bought for her by Jing, and burped loudly, Vika told Jing the whole story. .

About the day she left the village where she lived, about the old man, about Teske, and his father Trislow.And some, about her children.

After Vika finished telling the whole story, Jing realized that some people must die.

When Vika was 15 years old, she was abducted into a car and taken to a private apartment in Mexico City, the capital of the United Mexican States.

There, she encounters four humanoid beasts, and the rampage continues for a day.

When she resisted or cried, the beasts would beat her severely, sometimes even knocking her unconscious. Then after she regained consciousness, the atrocities would continue.

until each of them was satisfied.

However, her miserable days had just begun when she was asked to go out to pick up guests. . .

Vika hugged her shoulders and leaned tightly against the bed, leaning her back against the wall, as if this would give her more security.

"Every night, I make money for them, sometimes more than ten times a night. Sometimes, if I can't complete the target they set, they will beat me. And even if I complete it Indicators, those four people sometimes lie to me, deliberately saying that I make less money, and then beat me. Every night..."

Jing could not imagine what kind of devil would treat an innocent girl like this.

"Those four people, do they have a bigger backstage?"

"I heard them say that there were other girls who suffered the same treatment as me, but I had never met them. They kept me very tight and didn't even allow me to go out alone. Once, I escaped It's really good for me to go out. I finally got rid of my nightmare until I returned to my home." Speaking of this, Vika couldn't help but close her eyes, but tears still fell from the gaps in her eyes. It keeps flowing out.

"But they think I am a disgrace to them. They said they don't have a daughter like me, and that's their exact words."

Vika couldn't help but hugged her head hard, "Then I found out I was pregnant."

Jing wanted to stretch out his hand and give some comfort to the girl opposite, but he didn't know what to do. "Weika, do you want to take a rest?"

Vika shouted: "No!"

Vika opened her eyes, "I want to continue talking."

Jing nodded and motioned for Vika to continue.

"Then they actually chased me to the village where I was, and they caught me again. They knew that I had nowhere to go, and even if I escaped, I would only go home. They beat me hard, and I was worried about them. It will hurt my child, even though I don’t even know who the child’s father is, don’t you think this is ridiculous?” Vika smiled sadly at Jing.

"No, this is not funny at all, this is great motherhood."

Vika sobbed, "Thank you. I thought they were going to kill me, but at this time there was a very tall and strong old man who looked like a polar bear standing tall and told them to stop."

"I originally thought I had met a savior, but the old man said that he came from the United States and the purpose of coming to Mexico City was to select some girls. He would take some girls with him who liked him."

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"After the wounds on my face recovered from the beating, I was brought to him. Then he stretched out a finger and put it in my mouth. The finger was as cold as a dead person. "Vika couldn't help crying again, and she recalled the tragic past.

"Have a rest. You can't help me in your current state." Jing said this with a strong heart, and then asked Vika to go and rest quickly.

That old man sounds like a chicken head. There will be many unfortunate women like Vika on his hands. . .

At the same time, in Brooklyn, on a street in Hell's Kitchen, in a huge warehouse.

"Hahaha, little black boy, ridiculous little black boy." A tall man with disheveled white hair, as strong as a polar bear, was teasing a black man who was tied to a chair.

And behind the polar bear, there were several guys with tattoos on their bodies, who looked like they were not good people at first glance. There was also another person in a suit and tie, who was dressed completely different from everyone else here, and even looked out of place. If If Jing were here, he would suddenly find that the other person was the person he had been looking for.

"Do you think we can't see you little black bastards? How dare you sell goods on my polar bear street?" Unexpectedly, this guy's nickname is actually polar bear, and obviously the goods the polar bear is talking about are not ordinary goods. supermarket small commodities, but something with astonishing profits.

The black man who was tied to the chair looked confused, "What the hell are you talking about? I don't know anything! And what a bird are you!"

"Haha, interesting." The polar bear took a few steps back and forth, "There's no point in pretending to be stupid. If you really want our streets, then you have to fight for it and fight with the consequences of paying for your life. !Do you know how to fight?"

The polar bear yelled loudly and even sprayed his saliva all over the tied black man's head and face. However, the black man had no way to wipe it off or escape at this moment. He could only keep cursing, "Fake ! Damn it!”

"In our homeland, we are always fighting! Fighting against the Red Guards, we even fought alongside the Bosnians and the Serbs!"

When the man in a suit and tie heard this, he not only cursed and complained softly in his mouth, but it was obvious that the polar bear had told his glorious history so many times that it almost made people's ears calluses.

The polar bear didn't seem to hear it, but continued to roar at the poor black man, "What about you? Little nigger, who have you fought with?!"

The tied black man finally couldn't stand it anymore, "You damn old soul! If you dare to ask me to get up from this chair now, I will fuck you more than three times a day! Fake, Fake oil!" "

"Hahaha, interesting, really interesting." The polar bear smiled instead of being angry.

However, the next moment, the polar bear suddenly stretched out his hands and clasped the black man's eyes hard, "Ah!" No one can withstand the attack.

"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it, stop it, I beg you!" The black man who looked like a tough man couldn't help begging for mercy, while screaming, the scream even made the people in suits and ties next to him Someone felt a little uncomfortable and had no choice but to turn his head and pretend to look at the time.

"Damn nigger! If you dare to lay your hands on my territory, go to hell!"

The polar bear pulled the black man's head hard, and there was a crisp "click" sound. The black man immediately stopped screaming and his head was tilted to the side. He was dead.