After his wife left, Mr. Ye, who found the pregnancy test form, cried like crazy

Wen Ni pursed her lips and opened her throat, "Yes. Is it okay?"

She asked one last time.

The Clown Master did not forget Bai Mo's instructions. He nodded and said, "Tell me who you are looking for."

Wen Ni: "One is called Hongchou, the other is called Lu Shen, one is a girl and the other is a boy."

It would be best if she could go in and look for it herself. But she also knew that the black card in her hand did not have such great privileges.

I'm not sure about Qian's mother's attitude now, but as for the clown...

"Yes. You go back first. I'll tell you when there's news."

"Thank you."

Wen Ni thanked him.

She is not the master here. No matter who the Clown is or who he works for, at least at this moment, she needs help from the Clown.

The clown was stunned for a moment.

He has been here for such a long time, and countless people curse him to death every day, and Wen Ni actually thanked him?

Moreover, Wen Ni is sincere...

Suddenly, a respectful bass voice rang in my ears, "Master Clown, a new batch of slaves just arrived. Do you want to go over and choose some now?"

The Clown came back to his senses and whispered, "Yeah. I'll go over and take a look."

In less than two minutes, the new slaves were standing in rows in front of the Clown.

The quality of this batch of slaves was not very good, they were all too thin.

And the facial features...how to describe it?

However, the Clown noticed a slave in the last row. The slave was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall.

The slave's features were ordinary, but he looked normal.

"May I have your name?"

The clown's voice pierced through the air.

The male slave was called, and he spoke in a low voice: "My name is Anan."

"Throw the others into area B, and bring Anan to area A." The Clown gave the order, and Anan was immediately taken away.

However, during the journey, Anan was always observing his surroundings.

……

Wen Ni returned to the female slave area.

It was indeed special treatment, and now she was given a separate small compartment. However, Wen Ni protested, "Bring the girl I gave the medicine to here, otherwise, I will not accept all these arrangements."

It's not about being special, it's about being independent.

But when she came here, she needed to know all the information here, and she couldn't do it without anyone around her.

Wen Ni made her request, and the guards dared not disobey.

After all, Mother Qian had specifically instructed her to do so.

Soon, the girl was brought over. The moment she saw Wen Ni, her eyes lit up, "You actually have a black card!"

Wen Ni noticed the girl's expression, she pursed her lips and asked, "What do you understand by black cards? Or to put it simply, what do you know?"

The black card did bring her privileges, but she also intuitively felt that the girl in front of her knew something.

The girl said, "This black card is a symbol of identity. Those who come and go here casually have this black card on them. You are a good person, I beg you to take me out."

With a "thump", the girl knelt in front of Wen Ni.

Her black eyes were misty and even a little anxious.

With the black card in hand, no one dared to stop them. As long as she could escape from this hellish place, she would be willing to live for just one day.

She was really tortured to the point of being scared!!

The girl's desire to live became so strong at this moment. She was only fifteen years old, and it was normal for her to want to survive.

The pharaoh who created such a place is not a human being, but a devil!

"I can take you out. I need someone now. You... have you been here for a long time?" Wen Ni put her hand on the girl's shoulder.

Wen Ni's eyes were sincere at this moment.

There was a reason why she protected this girl.

The girl nodded. "I've been here for a long time. I have antibodies to certain drugs. I'm afraid sometimes because I've seen a lot of life and death."

"I can understand you. You...you have been here for so long. Have you ever heard of a person named Hongchou?"

Wen Ni now only wants to find the whereabouts of Hongchou and Lu Shen, because she can't be sure whether they are both safe.

The girl shook her head. "Only the person in charge knows our names. We were thrown into this hellhole. Every day is a hell of a place. It's either a Shura field or endless experiments. We don't even have a chance to speak."

Wen Ni was silent. It seemed that what she had just asked the Clown was right.

"Did you come into a place like this on purpose to look for someone?" The girl wasn't stupid.

Wen Ni pursed her lips and whispered, "Yes, but not entirely. If we can cooperate well..."

Before Wen Ni could finish her words, the girl interrupted her and said, "What else do we need to cooperate with? You take the black card and take me out, and we can leave this damn place. Do you want to blow this place up?"

Wen Ni was stunned, "How is that possible?"

She didn't have such great ability. She just wanted to say that if she knew Hongchou and Lu Shen were here, she would cooperate well and take Hongchou and Lu Shen out no matter what the cost.

When Wen Ni was talking to the girl, a cough was heard not far away: "Ahem!"

The girl suddenly became like a frightened bird, her face changed drastically and she dared not speak anymore.

Wen Ni noticed the clown walking to the door.

The clown looked at the girl fiercely, "Go back to where you came from!"

This room was prepared exclusively for Wen Ni. The girl was just a slave and did not receive such treatment.

Wen Ni pulled the girl behind her and said, "I asked her to come here."

The Clown pursed his lips. After a few seconds of silence, he whispered, "I just asked Mother Qian. Neither I nor Mother Qian has the person you are looking for."

No? How is that possible!

The message left by Lu Shen included that Hongchou was clearly taken away by Pharaoh's men, and she had understood the situation. Anyone captured by Pharaoh's subordinates would be sent here to be slaves!

Without their names...

Wen Ni pinched her palms, "Master Clown, can you let me look for them in the slave camp?" Maybe they were sent here without their original names.

The Clown didn't expect Wen Ni to make such a request. This request went beyond what the Young Master had told him to do.

The Clown whispered, "I cannot agree to this matter. I need to consult the Master."

If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won the tiger.

Wen Ni took this sentence to the extreme.

As he said that, the Clown took out his cell phone.

He made a phone call in front of Wen Ni.

After the call was connected, he spoke clearly, word by word, "Master, the woman named Wen Ni wants to visit the male and female slave camps now."

Bai Mo stared at the landscape painting in front of him, his thin lips slowly lifted, "Let her in."

"Yes."

After the Clown took over the conversation, he took Wen Ni to the slave camp as ordered.

As soon as Wen Ni entered, she noticed a man in the corner.