There are several stalls in the alley... at least at first glance, this is true, but if you look more closely, you will soon find that there are no products on these stalls, and some even just put a broken bowl randomly, and the stall owner has no idea.
All of them were in ragged clothes, with sallow faces and thin muscles. Some of them had most of their bodies hidden under the shadow of the wall, making it difficult to distinguish them in the darkness...Looking horizontally and vertically, a desolate and dilapidated atmosphere enveloped the alley.
"This isn't a street vendor, is it..." Lan Bingmei said, "No matter how you look at it, it's just a begging area..."
"It's not surprising. Fuliu City is controlled by gangsters. A place where eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are popular. Isn't it rare for families to be destroyed? It's understandable that there are many beggars." Meng Yan said: "But this is not a place for good deeds, Fuliu
There are rules in the city. You can beg, but you are not allowed to stand or sit. Because land in the city is so valuable, you can set up stalls and do business in any alley and pay rent. Why should you let beggars with no production capacity occupy the space? "
"It's so cruel..." Lan Bingmei opened her eyes and said in shock: "Then these people..."
"Beggars can also set up stalls. As long as there is a stall to do business, they can find a place to stay. But don't think that just placing a broken bowl on the ground and saying that you are here to sell bowls can rest and beg." Meng Yan
He sneered and said, "What do you think these people are here to sell?"
"In addition to bowls, bamboo baskets, and straw mats...some of them don't even have straw mats. They don't sell their clothes, right?"
"As I said, it's not that easy to get through. The place that sells undressed clothes is not here. This place... sells meat." Meng Yan said: "The introduction I read said that some special areas are designated in Duckweed House.
Free of rent, allowing people to sell their last dignity and put themselves on a stall. As long as they are on the stall, it means that they can sell anything, including their heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. They can even cut off their heads and take them away... Many evil sect warriors need these.
Come to practice."
"Ah?" Lan Bingmei was shocked: "Isn't this kind of business so inhumane? How could..."
"If you want to do business with humanity, this is no longer the Dark City. Haven't you noticed that the atmosphere in this alley is very different? It looks like a pile of beggars, but it is filled with the solemn solemnity of a duel field... That's it.
It’s happened.”
Meng Yan led Lan Bingmei through slowly. There were not many people in this prostitution alley, but there were men, women, old and young. Each one seemed to have a story, whether they were disabled, sick, poor, crazy... someone was infected with it.
It was stained with blood, and some people were dying of pus. It was just a short walk, but it was like being able to see the misery of the world with one glance. Meng Yan couldn't help but sigh. He felt that this was the most realistic corner in Fuliu City.
But Meng Yan didn't understand where that strange feeling came from? What was calling him in this alley?
"Huh?"
Lan Bingmei exclaimed in low voice. Meng Yan followed his gaze and came to a stall. Sitting alone in front of the stall was a seven or eight-year-old girl. She was very young and had a sick look on her face. She didn't know how long she had been there.
He hadn't eaten anything, and he was as skinny as a stick. His thin wrists were covered with a layer of skin, and bulging blood vessels could be vaguely seen. His face should have been pretty, but he was too thin because of hunger, and his eyes looked very big, which made him look weird.
The girl's clothes were torn in many places, and were basically just a dirty rag with no visible color. Her withered and yellow hair was lifeless, but she was holding something like a doll in her arms, wrapped in cloth. It looked quite good.
Clean and tidy, very different from the dirty look on her body.
Lan Bingmei looked at the girl, feeling unbearable, and wanted to do something for her. But Meng Yan squatted down, not looking at the little girl, but looking at the things on her stall.
On this extremely simple stall, there was a bottle-shaped bamboo basket with a lid on it, but it was not opened. He didn't know what was inside. Meng Yan stared at the bamboo basket for a long time without opening the lid.
, his eyes were still very cautious, but later turned into confusion. Lan Bingmei next to him was confused and wanted to say that he didn’t know how to see through. Instead of looking at it for a long time, why didn’t he just ask directly?
After looking at it for a long time, Meng Yan finally spoke, but instead of asking Zhu Ping, "Hey, how do you sell it? Can you buy it whole?"
Lan Bingmei was shocked. She thought that Meng Yan was interested in the things in the bamboo basket, but she didn't expect that he would actually target the girl. Moreover, listening to this question, it seemed that it was not like buying and selling slaves.
Instead of buying a person, buy a whole corpse and take it back for disposal...
Too surprised, Lan Bingmei couldn't help but pull Meng Yan and wanted to know what he was doing, but the little girl opened her round eyes, glanced at Meng Yan, and said: "Only retail, the whole...
…it’s not easy to sell.”
Lan Bingmei could hardly believe her ears. The whole person was not easy to sell, so she could only be sold in pieces. Did that girl really mean this? There must be some misunderstanding, she must have made a mistake...
Just as he was wondering, he heard Meng Yan continue to speak, "It's also available for retail sale. Is it possible to sell the heart, liver, stomach, intestines, brain, and eyes? What's the price?"
A question broke Lan Bingmei's misunderstanding and expectations. Her eyes widened and she couldn't understand why Meng Yan was interested in buying organs from living people. When did he become interested in this?
"Everything can be sold, and it doesn't cost much. As long as the big brother can afford it and take it away, he can take as much as he can. Zhuhua is sincerely grateful."
Lan Bingmei's rationality was shaken again. Selling organs is a helpless act when people are forced into a desperate situation. This girl sells her organs without asking for money. She can take them as long as she likes them, and she can still get her thanks.
, what kind of logic is this? Could it be that... I met some perverted person?
For a moment, I was really afraid that Meng Yan would agree and then directly stage a drama of heart-robbing alive. Fortunately, Meng Yan shook his head and said: "It's easy to say, just take it away if you can afford it... It's so heavy that only a devil can lift it..."
"
Lan Bingmei breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't understand the meaning, let alone know that in Meng Yan's eyes, the girl's appearance was different from her appearance, but had amazing changes.
From the very beginning, when Meng Yan saw this girl, he felt that her appearance was... weird. He couldn't help but look at it twice. After looking at it, he had the illusion that this girl was not a person, but a bronze statue.
The longer I looked at it, the less I could tell whether it was a human being? Or a bronze statue?
In a daze, Meng Yan discovered that this girl had an extremely "quiet" feeling, much like the giant statue of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin in his body. It was as if everything around her had stopped in silence. Perhaps it was because of this feeling.
Only then do I feel that she looks like a bronze statue.
And when he stared for a longer time, Meng Yan made an astonishing discovery. Although this girl was small in size, she had a huge presence. Especially behind her, there were some foreign objects moving...