Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The cold needle pierced into the body, and the continuously injected liquid quickly took effect in the body, Qing Huan took a quick breath, and the feeling of being powerless made him frown.

He was lifted somewhat roughly, and then put into a cage made of fine steel——Seeing that the door of the cage was locked, Qing Huan showed a wry smile—it is really not an ordinary shame to be locked in a cage.

The two guards had gone out chatting and laughing. They were speaking French. Qing Huan didn't know many French words, but she also knew that they probably meant going out to eat and drink.

The "goods" for auction are all kept separately and locked in small rooms, this is to avoid unnecessary troubles - especially when the goods escaped just now... They are more cautious, Qing Huan doesn't know that What happened to the girl, and I don't know if the child managed to escape...

As for herself, Qing Huan is not very worried. She still has the confidence to escape, but she needs a timing of seventh gear... If it is a big deal for him, just pretend to be dead. What about a dead man? ...

"Hee hee, it's really surprising to see Mr. Bai here." The sudden voice surprised Qing Huan—the point is that the voice is so familiar...

Qing Huan turned his head, and saw an extra shadow in the corner... He called out uncertainly: "M?"

That figure walked over from the corner, and it was M in a black monk's robe.

"Hee hee, Mr. Bai, long time no see."

"It's been a long time...how did you come here?" And it appeared so unexpectedly—by the way, there is no door or window here, how did he come in?

"I want to collect an interesting soul..." M knelt down in front of Qing Huan's cage, "Looking at Mr. Bai like this, it's so delicious that people want to swallow it..."

Of course Qing Huan knew that he wanted to devour her soul—"I'm so sorry, you can't swallow my soul."

"Hee hee..." M tilted his head: "Is Mr. Bai playing a game now?"

Qing Huan wanted to roll her eyes, "Then this game is too much."

M stretched out his hand, his fingers just flicked on the stainless steel cage railing, and the solid railing was deformed like dough, revealing a big hole—"Does Mr. Bai want to come out?"

"I..." Qing Huan opened her mouth, and there seemed to be the sound of someone talking in the corridor outside.

M giggled: "It seems that it's not the time yet. I'll go look for my prey first. I'll come to Mr. Bai when it's almost done." After speaking, he pushed back the railing like making dough...

When the door was opened, M in front of Qing Huan also disappeared without a trace.

"Eh? No one...why did I hear voices just now?"

"Have you drank too much? Let's just watch it, the boss said it's worth a lot of money, we can't be careless..."

"Um……"

"..."

Qing Huan leaned against the cage, closed her eyes, thinking about something.

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The taste of the girl's blood is undoubtedly very delicious.This is also the reason why King would agree to attend the auction when he was invited, but it was more of a coping style, and he didn't pay much attention to the result.

"I heard that there are girls of Asian descent in this auction." The wealthy French businessman who accompanied him said to King.

Hearing this, King became interested: "Asian?"

"Yes, Your Excellency. It seems to be from China." Seeing that King was interested, the wealthy businessman immediately said enthusiastically.

"China..." King stroked his chin, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you interested?" the wealthy businessman asked hurriedly.

King smiled noncommittally: "I just remembered a Chinese friend of mine. In this way, I really have to take a good look."

The auction has started - the king's position is in the middle of the front row, and the movement on the stage can be seen clearly.There is no suspense in the previous auctions. As usual, there are some beautiful white children, big and small, who can meet the needs of different people for playthings.When the Chinese girl came to the stage, the auctioneer whetted his appetite, even the price was almost twice as high as those white children just now, and because of this, the people in the audience became more interested.

In the end, when the girl's true face was revealed, she really did not disappoint those people. Her delicate appearance and slender figure were full of oriental aesthetics.Rare things are more expensive, and the girl's auction price went up and up again, and soon entered the white-hot stage.But King didn't need to do anything, the wealthy businessman next to him had already generously quoted one number after another, as if it was just a number—in the end, he took the girl at a high price——

The wealthy businessman handed the auction board to King: "Your Excellency, thank you for coming from London. This is a gift from me. I hope you like it." ——Your Excellency is not easy to please...

King looked at the auction board, and Hunk beside him understood, and stepped forward to take the auction board.

"Then I'll be blunt, thank you Mr. Douglas."

"Your Excellency is too kind, it is my honor to give you a gift you want." The wealthy businessman smiled until his eyes narrowed: "Why don't you give me the honor to visit my winery and taste my favorite wine?" how about a 'big meal' at night?"

This "big meal" is of course not a simple big meal, but refers to the girl who was bought, and the obscene meaning in it is self-evident-but the rich businessman would never think that King's big meal...is really big Meal means...

Anyway, he had already bought something he wanted, and King was in a good mood, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay."

When the two got up, the auctioneer on the stage was still making an exaggerated expression, saying: "This is the last auction item. This final auction item is the best of this auction. It is the same as the auction item just now. He is also from the mysterious oriental country - China, but his beauty and appreciation have surpassed the previous one..." He used the masculine "he", indicating that he is a boy -

And a boy is more beautiful than a girl, how much should it be?

Everyone in the audience waited with bated breath - excluding King and others who were about to leave.

With the unveiling of the last auction item, the auction house exclaimed—and Hunk turned his head inadvertently, making him stop abruptly.

"Hunk?" Seeing that Hunk didn't follow, King called out in a low voice.

Hunk walked forward quickly, and then whispered to King: "Master, you are in the stands..."

King casually glanced at the raised hand, and then... couldn't look away anymore.

"joyous……"

"Your Excellency?" The rich businessman was puzzled, and followed him to look at the stage—his eyes lit up——

On that stage was a delicate steel cage, inside the cage was a young man wearing only a beige shirt and trousers - the clothes were thin, and the exposed neck and wrists were white and clean, giving the impression of Chinese blue and white porcelain , clean and moist.And the delicate doll-like face of the best sculptor, under the white light on the stage, it is somewhat transparent, giving people a sense of unreality, or... a sense of holiness.Those who believe in Christ will have a sacred and inviolable imaginary existence in their hearts, and it is inevitable that they will have some imaginations.And that young man's black hair and black eyes, his natural mystery... makes people want to explore, to...

"Five thousand francs, the bidding begins!" announced the auctioneer.

The signs below were lifted up one after another, and it became a mess—everyone wanted to bid for this plaything, and if they were photographed by themselves, it would be a big deal for both face and face...

"50 francs." King, who was already at the entrance of the auction venue, held up a sign at this time.

There was an uproar—it was just the beginning, and it suddenly increased by 100 times, which is too...

At this time, Qing Huan, who was thinking about something, heard a familiar voice, turned her head to look, was startled, and then showed a helpless smile-everything can happen... Should I say Encounter Road is narrow or what?It was M before, and now it's King, he wondered if they came here by appointment...

"50 francs for the first time, 50 francs for the second time..." The auctioneer on the stage was obviously satisfied with the price, and couldn't wait to pick up the hammer in his hand: "50 francs..."

"60." The abrupt voice came from the middle of the seat under the stage—it was an old guy with a thin body and cloudy eyes, and he was staring straight at Qing Huan on the stage with a serious look in his eyes. In Bide, it seemed that his body was trembling slightly because of the excitement.

King frowned, and continued to count: "70."

The crutch in the old guy's hand tapped the ground, and then leisurely announced the number: "100 million."