Su Nan looked at the needle that appeared suddenly in her chest. After the pain, it was a dense sense of bitterness. She felt that half of her body was stiff and numb.
After shock, there is fear. After fear, there is fear for the rest of life.
Should she be glad.
This gun is not real!
It's just a scary anesthetic gun.
He was in a cold sweat.
She almost forgot that she was in the territory of an arms dealer. Wasn't that a trouble?
Xing Zhi's face in front of him was cold and evil. Looking at her face, he could not help but change. Then he gave her a cold look:
"It seems that I was too polite to you before. Miss Su, you can stay somewhere else!"
With that, he bypassed her and left.
Su Nan is not much better. She doesn't know that the anesthetic is so powerful.
From her chest, half of her body became numb and gradually spread to her whole body.
This feeling is very bad, a little out of control.
Then her eyes darkened and she fainted.
When she opened her eyes again, she was not in the previous room.
She also expected that she would not have the previous treatment.
It's too late to regret.
Only bad luck can be recognized.
She bit her teeth and looked around.
A sudden surprise.
The room was in a dilapidated and airtight condition. A dim yellow lamp on the top of the head was shaking, bright and dark, and extremely hot, making people feel breathless.
In the opposite corner, there were a dozen girls squatting.
They looked at Su Nan warily, but also sympathized.
Most of them are expressionless.
The dozen girls don't look very big. The youngest is 11 or 12 years old, and the oldest is 27 or 28, a young girl.
Ignorant eyes, fear or innocence.
Su Nan's heart sank.
She coughed. Her voice was hoarse. She still felt numb and sour all over her body. But the strength of the medicine had passed away and she was not so strong.
She could barely sit up by herself.
It's dark around. It looks like it's already night.