Take a look at the blind Uchiha

Wang Xu looked at the empty large wine bottle and had some doubts in his heart - generally speaking... can a person who doesn't know how to drink drink a whole large bottle of spirits at once when he drinks for the first time?

But looking at Ling who was already lying on the table mumbling drunken words, Wang Xu suppressed the doubts in his heart and only narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to push Ling's shoulder, "Brother, if you want to sleep, go home." go to sleep?"

After Wang Xu finished speaking for a while, Lingcai raised his head in a daze and said with some slurred speech, "I, can I go back?"

"Of course, of course, the wine is finished, isn't it?"

There was another long silence, and Ling finally managed to hold himself up, mumbled a farewell and groped his way out. However, before he could take two steps, he tripped and fell to the ground, motionless.

Wang Xu sat down where Ling had been sitting before, looking at Ling inquiringly - he was already suspicious, not to mention that everything that happened today was too coincidental.

Thinking of this, Wang Xu stood up, grabbed the bottle neck and pushed the bottle into his hand, and then hit the wall hard, causing the bottle to break, and obtained a cheap but practical weapon.

Ling Ziran also heard the sound of broken porcelain, but he still remained in a comatose state. Even though the other party grabbed his hair and roughly lifted him up from the ground, and his neck was pressed against the edge of the sharp vessel, he did not do anything about it. Actions about resistance.

Sure enough, after saying some specious words and testing the weapon to force a line of blood around his neck, the other party dropped the crude weapon and dragged himself out.

Just when he went out, Ling heard Zaxian's voice, "Boss, the guards who came with this kid caused a big mess down there. How should we deal with it?"

Wang Xu frowned, "I understand, I'll deal with it. You take him underground and make that guy behave more honestly. Even if he wants to do something, he'll have to wait until I get tired of playing with him."

"Yes, I understand."

Ling Ze, who was carried on someone's shoulders and left, was a little depressed - for him who had just drunk a belly of wine, this was not as comfortable as dragging him here.

[Choose to cause trouble at this time... The client is good at choosing the right moment?We can have more contacts later. ] Ling used his thoughts to share the discomfort from his stomach, [But the mission goal mentioned that "that guy" should be more honest... Could he be another pervert? 】

Ling couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth a few times. Fortunately, no one would see this little flaw in his current carrying position.

As Zaxian moved forward, Ling Neng could feel the air around him gradually becoming cooler, just as Wang Xu had ordered, they were moving underground.

For people in the black market, there are only a few types of facilities arranged underground - shady smuggling markets, private execution grounds or prison cells, or tunnels that lead to unknown places - of course, judging from the current situation. , he will most likely face the second type.

Ling also thought that he was lucky that he did not meet the third type, otherwise he would not know where to retreat after pretending that something went wrong.

And when Ling started to use all kinds of random thoughts to share the increasingly unbearable churning feeling in his stomach, he finally heard another voice, "This is also a new product? How to sell it?"

Zaxian was gentle and put the person on the ground, and replied in a natural manner, "No - but if you want it, the boss can sell it to you after a while when he gets tired of it."

"Oh——? He actually took notice of him. Is there anything special about this kid?"

Zaxian briefly mentioned what happened today. Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, the indifferent attitude of the person in front of him suddenly changed, "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! If it really looks like you That’s what you said! This child is simply born to be a perfect sacrifice!”

Hearing the word [sacrifice], Ling's originally scattered nerves suddenly came back together. He felt the man's footsteps approaching him anxiously, and his voice was full of self-blame, "Oh my god, my god. , how could such a perfect sacrifice be treated like this?"

"Mr. Han Tian, ​​these are toys designated by the boss, not goods."

"Oh, I know, of course I know, don't be so nervous," Han Tian gently picked up Ling Daheng and placed him on the long flat table on the side, his tone full of pity, "Just because he is about to become a toy, I said He would be the perfect sacrifice.

Think about it - what could be more suitable to be offered to the evil god than a person whose body and mind have been completely destroyed!Not to mention that this person has been well-fed and clothed since he was a child, and has been supported by others. Even if he encounters a disaster, there are still people who are willing to provide him with a shelter from the wind and rain!

And when all of this is completely torn apart, what kind of despair and hatred will burst out from the bottom of his heart? !Oh, right!The god of luck still favors this child so much!I can't wait to see him completely destroyed and only wants to die!

What a perfect sacrifice that is worth looking forward to, a little guy who was favored by an external god and had everything going smoothly, but whose personality was finally destroyed! "

Zaxian looked at Han Tian, ​​who was laughing more and more crazily, and couldn't help curling his lips - If he is really favored by the God of Luck, can he still fall into your hands?

Sure enough, only the ducks he raised are the cutest in the world.

"That's enough, how can your stupid ducks compare with Lord Evil God! Don't let me hear your stupid duck supremacy theory again!" Han Tian jumped up as if someone had dug up his ancestral grave, "Now! Go find me a child immediately! The quota will be deducted from my usual number of transactions!

I must first put the mark of the evil god on this perfect little guy!Prevent him from being taken away by those dirty outside gods!You can do whatever you want to him after that!Hurry up and do it——! "

Zaxung shrugged nonchalantly and walked out, leaving Ling alone in the same room with Han Tian who suppressed the desire to do something.

When Han Tian was humming a song and arranging his hair, the feeling of those cold fingers delicately and tenderly caressing his scalp inch by inch especially drove Ling crazy - he swore that he really used the best self-control in his life to hold back. The desire to kill immediately and then cause trouble to end the mission.

Time passed like this minute by minute, and soon there were footsteps again outside. Along with it, there was the unique voice of a child, "You will regret it! Kokichi will come to save me soon." ! Then you will be in big trouble!"

Yeah, it's quite a bit erotic.

"Oh, let me see, you are such an energetic child. Your blood will definitely be able to draw the most perfect sacrificial runes. Let me see where to choose? Is it the precious heart blood or the hot tongue blood? ? Or is it a mixture of essence and blood that is extremely difficult to prepare? Yes, that’s right! Rare sacrifices should be marked with the highest standards of materials—"

Han Tian greeted him with a face filled with joy. He watched with satisfaction as the child in Zaxian's hands became more frightened. When he was about to say something else, a gentle voice came from behind.

"It's okay to be treated as a toy by that pervert. I can tolerate being marked as a sacrifice by you. I can understand the use of blood, but you chose that terrible thing as...paint?"

Ling sat up and ruffled his neatly styled hair. The sullen breath he had been holding in his heart finally came out, "Although I know you are all perverts, don't go too far? People really have patience. limited."

[There is no bad guidance in this article. All the characters' actions in the article are for the sake of the plot and do not represent the author's views. Readers are advised to be careful and not to follow suit. 】