you turned on the love game

Pedestrians walking on the street, the clouds piled up in the sky, and even the wind lingering in the ears, all stopped at the same time.

Before falling into darkness, you suddenly caught a glimpse of the forehead of the black-haired youth.

There is no longer a white bandage wrapped around it, but a dark cross tattoo in the center, which makes the eyes as black as thick ink.

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[You are a commodity brought back from the outside world by the manager of the underground entertainment industry in the [-]th district of Meteor Street. You failed to escape several times, and you were restricted by someone with special ability to not leave Meteor Street...]

[Under the malicious pressure of the other party, you are forced to open your fine pores...]

【Unable to stop the loss of qi, and eventually die...】

The darkness has not faded, and the first thing to appear is a faint weeping sound, the tone is trembling, and the sobs are mixed with fear and anxiety about the status quo.

Then you feel the cold and wet ground, your limbs are weak, you need to use all your strength to move your fingers, and the weak qi is constantly leaking from your body.

You suddenly realized——

The body is now in a state of open pores.

The remaining vitality is less and less, you immediately sink your mind and try to control the qi that is constantly being lost, and distribute them evenly around the body to maintain the state of entanglement.

Originally, you thought that the talent of this body's mind ability should be bad, otherwise how could you die because you couldn't stop the loss of qi.

But after you try it, you realize that the gift of this body is better than all the bodies you have used before.Even in such an extremely weak state, he can quickly maintain the state of Qi.

You startled slightly, puzzled.

Since the talent is so good...

Why would the owner of this body die because of this?

Thin thoughts covered your body, during which the faint cry never stopped, you opened your heavy eyelids, and the first thing you saw was the rusty iron railing.

You are locked in a spacious iron cage with sloppy mats under your body. The creature closest to you is a dirty mouse, gnawing on an unknown food.

With your body recovering a little bit of strength, you slowly sat up while supporting the ground, and moved to the side of the iron railing little by little. The mouse was startled by your movement, and ran away without even caring about the food it was eating.

That's when you see it's a piece of dry bread.

There are still dark gray marks on the edge of the bread, which should be mildew.

It was very dark here, there were no windows on the walls, only a few burning candles, and the surrounding environment could barely be seen.

There are more than a dozen identical iron cages outside the iron railings, filling the room, and a young girl is imprisoned in each cage.

Your gaze freezes on the corner of the cage.

The closed figure inside was lying sideways on the ground, but she looked smaller than the others, as if she was still a child.

— This is a place where women and children are held.

Your eyes sink slightly.

The memory of this body is strange.

It's not complete, just bits and pieces.

In those fragmentary memory fragments, the girl originally lived in a warm family.But it seemed that something happened, and her parents looked at her with very sad eyes, occasionally mixed with dodges that they didn't want to face.

Later, when her younger brother was born, she continued to live happily with her family. The girl was completely unaware that her parents were treating her more and more coldly, like a stranger.

She is very happy.

Live happily every day.

However, when she went out with her parents, she suddenly fainted, and when she woke up, she was locked in a strange room.

She didn't know where this was, and she just wanted to go home, so she ran out as hard as she could whenever she had the chance.But every time he would be caught back, and then received a merciless whipping.

The last time she failed to escape, the person with the special ability placed restrictions on her that she could not leave Meteor Street, and then threw her in a cage.

Later, she opened her fine pores and died due to the loss of Qi.

That's all the memories you have, there's no reason why the girl was imprisoned here, and there's no reason why she couldn't practice her mind.

It stands to reason that people with high talents are very sensitive to Nian, even if they don't know the existence of Nian, they will subconsciously gather those qi on the surface of the body after opening the fine pores.

But the girl is just ignorant, letting them go, which is unreasonable no matter how you look at it.

You frowned in confusion at the thought.

There is another very strange thing. In the memory of this body, the faces of many people are blurred, and even the facial features cannot be seen clearly. Only the faces of the parents and the person with special mind ability are clear.

If it's not a memory problem...

Then it is very likely that the girl's original state of mind is not right.

You leaned on the railing, tilting your head to look at the iron cage next to you.

The crying that I heard just now was from this girl. She curled up in a corner, her hands wrapped around her knees, her whole face was buried in her arms, looking pitiful.

Compared to other quiet girls, she seemed a little angry.

You moved your lips slightly, trying to find out about the situation through her, but suddenly thought that someone might be watching here, so you didn't make a sound.

In the next few days, you will continue to cultivate your mind ability, and your weak body will gradually return to normal.

During this period, you found a very strange phenomenon:

Every once in a while, an unseen man brings food, usually dry bread and strange-tasting water.

When the man found out that the girl was crying, he would scold the girl loudly, kick the iron cage with his feet, and throw the food on the ground with all his might. Every time the girl was scared by his behavior, she screamed and cried.

However, the man did not do any substantial harm other than scolding. Instead, because of his large movements, he directly threw the food into the dark corner of the girl's iron cage.

Although you can't see the appearance of the food, you are keenly aware of the sound of the girl's food falling to the ground, which is a bit strange.

Not like dry bread, like something softer.

After scolding, the man slammed the door and left, while the girl continued to huddle in the corner and sob.But your hesitant idea of ​​asking her to find out about the situation has completely disappeared, and on the contrary, you have become somewhat vigilant.

After about three days.

You sit cross-legged on the ground, letting your thoughts flow through your limbs.Most of the hidden injuries on this body have recovered, and the cultivation of mind ability is also very smooth. If there is no accident, he will be able to leave here in a few days.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside.

The crying girl next door actually stopped, and instead of squatting in the corner, she stood up and walked to the iron railing.

You see the man come in and walk right up to her cage.

click.

Use the key to open her cage.

"How about this batch?" The man's voice was low.

The girl stretched out her arms lazily, and yawned: "It's not bad, everyone is honest, no one came to comfort me, and the customers should be very satisfied if they are sold."

"Thanks a lot."

"Small things, remember to pay me according to the price."

The two were talking familiarly, you put your hands on your knees, and lowered your eyelids to hide the dark loathing surging in your eyes.

--I see.

"By the way..." the girl pointed at you, "The guy who was thrown in moved a few days ago, and he was still walking in the cage for a while."

You opened your eyes and took a quick look at them. Unexpectedly, the man didn't care at all after the girl said this, and instead laughed mockingly: "It doesn't matter to her, there is something wrong with her mind."

"You're obviously a fool, you don't even know you were sold in by your parents, and you want to run out every chance you get, if it's not for being pretty—"

As he said that, the man paused, and took out the key: "It's just right, Boss Luska asked about her situation today, as long as she can move."

The iron cage was opened by him.

The man bent down and lifted you on his shoulders.

He is an ordinary person without thoughts.

Your fingers hanging in the air slightly curled up, thinking whether to kill him now and leave here.

But thinking of the restriction of the body that cannot leave Meteor Street, I decided to observe for a while.

You are taken to a bedroom with exquisite decoration, soft carpets, beautiful chandeliers, and a taste of luxury everywhere.

It's not like the tenth district on Meteor Street, it's more like the inner district.

After bringing you in, the man left. You looked around, and the sound of water in the bathroom just stopped, and then a fat man with big ears came out of it, your eyes were slightly cold.

This man, you have seen in the death match.

He pointed at you and Ilmi across a building, then lowered his head to speak to the staff, and finally gave you a regretful look before leaving.

The look in his eyes made you uncomfortable.

It's even more disgusting now.

"Haha, sure enough, it became very quiet after the fight, and didn't even run away—but why didn't those guys give you a bath?"

He frowned, and quickly opened it again, with a disgusting smile, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't take a shower, I'll help you!"

The man walks towards you.

The soles of the shoes step on the floor, leaving a footprint with every step.

Suddenly, you showed him a warm smile.

When he was in a daze, he turned over suddenly, grabbed his throat with one hand and dragged him into the bathroom, like dragging a dead dog in a state of embarrassment.

"Gar... giggling!"

His eyes were protruding, and he grabbed your wrist violently, but he couldn't pull it away, and he could only make a few short meaningless sounds from his throat.

The fat body slammed into the door frame several times, and the ugly face twisted instantly, the mouth opened wide, looking painful and suffocated.

He kicked his feet and couldn't avoid your hand. He flipped the porcelain plate over with his arms to attract the attention of the outside, but you caught it and put it back in place.

"Whoa-"

The garbage that is full of fat intestines is directly pushed into the bathtub by you.

He struggled desperately, the water splashed, and he beat his hands indiscriminately. When his left hand was about to hit you, it was directly wrenched off by your other hand. The disgusted face submerged in the water subconsciously showed a painful expression.

In fact, what should be done now is to stun him and take the opportunity to leave.

But you did not choose to do so.

Your chest is filled with icy anger, your eyes are as cold as ice skates, even though you still have a smile on your face, the strength of your hands gradually tightens along with the words you utter.

"I ask, you answer."

Even so, you didn't let go of your hand, you still pressed this guy tightly into the water, countless bubbles came out of his mouth and nose, and the whole body began to show signs of hypoxia and drowning.

"You are the manager of the underground entertainment industry in District [-], your name is Luska, and your subordinates call you the boss, right?"

"..." The face was congested with blood, and the extent of the struggle began to become weak.

"You catch the girls from outside, some of them are sold as commodities, and the other part is like now, right?"

"..." The resistance disappeared, and the water gradually calmed down.

"They're all going to end badly, aren't they?"

"..." You didn't hear any sound. After a few minutes, the guy you detained completely lost his movement, his face was ferocious, and bloodshots continued to flow from his open mouth.

The bathroom was very quiet. You looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled and let go of your hand, apologetically saying, "Sorry, I forgot that you can't talk anymore."

You stood up, took a glass of water, threw a small piece of paper on the surface of the water, and then sent thoughts into it, and the color of the water changed quickly.

"Fortunately, this body is also a release system."

The connection between you and Margot is in the soul, as long as the body you use has the conditions for summoning the beast, you can summon it to your side, and the release system happens to be the most common type of using the beast.

The power of thought soared, sweeping around the body crazily.

There was a loud bang.

Huge monsters appear directly in the bedroom, crushing exquisite decorations with their bodies, and wrapping you up with their fluffy tails.

"Margot..."

You put your face against it, and the familiar breath lingered around you in an instant. The monster's head came over and gently rubbed against your neck, making a whimpering and coquettish sound from your nasal cavity.

The loud sound of summoning the beast finally attracted the attention of the outside, and the sound of hurried footsteps quickly approached, mixed with the exclamation of "Boss Luska! What happened?"

And the majestic red wolf is lying beside you.

The golden beast eyes are watching you quietly.

You raised your hand to touch its wet nose, then felt the soft fiery red fur on the side of the face, the corners of your lips curled slightly, and you smiled softly.

"Good boy, kill all who attack you."

The red wolf howled loudly, plunged its sharp claws into the floor, rushed out of the bedroom with a bang, swept several people away with a sweep of its tail, and finally jumped high, stepping on the enemy's body.

The next second, blood splattered.

The terrified insults and screams continued one after another, and the gunshots were all drowned in the angry roar of the monster.

Looking at such a bloody scene, thinking of the girls imprisoned below, and the strange girls who may have suffered misfortune, you slowly bend your eyes, and your eyes are full of cold tenderness.