Chapter 100 Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.
Chapter 100 Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.
Three months later, in an abandoned factory area, several men who looked angry looked at the tightly wrapped people in front of them with malicious eyes. Although they were wearing men's clothes and lowered their voices, for people like them,
For those who have been in the dark corners of society for a long time, they can immediately tell that this person is a woman.
"I've brought the money, where are the goods I want?"
The leading man with a mustache suddenly smiled and signaled to his younger brother to take out the goods for the buyer to inspect. With two clicks, items wrapped in yellow oil paper appeared in the suitcase. The mustache picked them up casually.
He opened one and handed it to the person in front of him, saying that he also wanted to check the payment. The stacks of red banknotes made Mustache and his little brother's eyes light up. They picked up a stack and put it on the tip of their noses. The fragrance of the ink was fascinating.
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The mysterious man picked up his goods and was about to leave, but his mustache blocked the way.
"What are you going to do?"
The mustached man glanced at his younger brothers and said in a brisk tone: "We took such a big risk to get this thing for the young lady. Don't the young lady give us some other rewards?"
Pan Yue's heart was in her throat. She didn't expect that someone would find out her identity as her daughter even though she dressed up so carefully. She looked at the man in front of her with unkind eyes and boldly said: "The transaction is originally between you and me. If you give me the goods, I will give them to you."
Your money, how can you get anything else?"
The mustachioed man touched his beard and showed a reasonable expression. Just when Pan Yue thought that this matter would be over, she saw the man walking towards her with a sinister smile. This day became a nightmare in her life.
In Hall Manor, because the weather is getting warmer, Chris is building a swing for Sherlock in the garden. Every part is made by himself. The roses carved on the bracket are her favorites. Sherlock has been resisting him these days.
It seems to have reduced a lot. Although I don’t understand the reason, it is still very happy. He looked up and saw Charlotte sitting on the window sill looking at him. There was a touch of warmth in her eyes, which was something he could only hope for before.
, maybe she finally felt her sincerity!
Chris was immersed in his fantasy, but Charlotte was thinking about another person. He was Chris's subordinate, but he developed feelings for her while getting along. Although he could not go against Chris's order and let her go, he
Always take care of her to the best of your ability. Thinking of this, Charlotte's thoughts went back to the day when she sank in just a moment.
It had been raining for several days, and the air was filled with the smell of moisture and mold. Sherlock lay on the bed and looked at the sparrows sheltering from the rain outside the narrow iron window. At this moment, she desperately wished that she was one of them.
As a member of the Communist Party of China, she can come and go freely. However, the reality is that her waist, wrists and ankles are tightly locked with iron chains, and her life is worse than death every day. She doesn't know how long she has been here.
She was still counting the rising and setting of the sun and the moon outside the window, and now her mind was already confused.
While she was lost in thought, the iron door creaked, and Charlotte's body tensed up instantly. Every opening and closing of the iron door was a physical and mental torture for her. That man never cared about it.
Every time he vented his feelings, he was very rough. He was like a dog, gnawing and biting at himself until he was scarred and he refused to stop.
"Miss Charlotte, are you okay?"
When Charlotte heard such a gentle voice, she raised her head in surprise and looked at the person who came. It was an extremely young and handsome face, without that twisted and terrifying scar, and the same green eyes as her own, like the melting lake water in spring.
She thought she was hallucinating, and when she was about to slap herself, she was stopped by a warm hand.
"Miss Charlotte, please don't hurt yourself like this. I will deliver meals to you for the next month."
As he spoke, the man put the dinner plate aside and helped Charlotte up.
"No matter what, please eat some so that you can have a better future."
Charlotte looked at the dinner plate, which contained a lot of food. There were tuna sandwiches, croquettes with pepper sauce, vegetable salad, a glass of milk, and even a small pack of soda crackers. But she really had no appetite. She had always been that person before.
Give it to her.
"Don't think that a hunger strike will make me let you go!"
Charlotte also went on a hunger strike, in exchange for not even a glass of water every day except nutritional supplements. And hunger strike is really not something that ordinary people can do, at least not for her.
Looking up into the green eyes of the man in front of her, there was no disdain in the eyes of the person who had served her food before, but instead, there was encouragement like a spring breeze. Charlotte's dry heart suddenly seemed to have a glimmer of life, and she picked up the sandwich and chewed it.
This person is right, only if you survive can you have a future.
From that day on, Charlotte seemed to be a different person, looking forward to meal time every day. Although the two did not communicate much, their love for each other could be seen in each other's eyes. Until one day
One day, the two people, who were growing more and more romantic, could no longer control themselves, and this scene was interrupted by Zhang Han, who came to visit Charlotte.
Looking at the two disheveled people on the bed, Zhang Han's gloomy eyes almost burst into flames. He was so angry that he had the men locked in a dark room and tortured day after day. He strode to the bed and grabbed Charlotte like an eagle catching a chicken.
Te brought it up and asked her why she betrayed him.
Charlotte didn't even have the strength to look at him one more time. The hickeys on her body stung Zhang Han's eyes deeply. The next moment, the white nightgown had become a pile of pieces and scattered on the floor. No matter how Zhang Han moved on her body,
Lott remained silent.
After it was over, Zhang Han's tall figure turned his back to the miserable Charlotte, and a low and terrifying voice sounded: "Remember, you belong to me alone. If there is a next time, I don't mind letting you become someone who can't."
A doll that says it can’t move.”
At this time, Charlotte's eyes moved, and she said weakly but firmly: "I'm not yours, I haven't been before, and I won't be in the future!"
Zhang Han suddenly turned around and grabbed Charlotte's slender neck with his hands. Charlotte's face quickly turned from pale to red, and her weak fingers were doing useless work on those big hands. Just when she thought she would
She was let go when she died like this, and the sound of violent coughing echoed in the room. At this moment, she was really scared, not from Zhang Han, but from the fear of death.
"It seems that you really love that wild man of yours! Do you think you would be heartbroken if I tortured him casually?"
Zhang Han rubbed the palm prints he left on Charlotte's neck, and paired with her frightened expression and eyes full of hatred, it was a beautiful painting. After they met, Charlotte never saw the person she loved so much again.
A man, and she seemed to be able to hear his heart-rending screams whenever she closed her eyes, and his gentle and lingering eyes when the two parted were lingering in her mind.
One day, Charlotte was taken out. As soon as she entered the room, she was choked by the strong smell of blood and coughed. She raised her head and saw Zhang Han looking at the opposite side with his muscular upper body exposed and gesturing for her to look at him too.
Look. Charlotte turned her head tremblingly, and the next second she closed her eyes tightly and couldn't bear to look anymore.
A person was tied to the cross in a bloody state, and the flesh on his limbs no longer existed. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling slightly, no one would have believed that the person in front of them was still alive.
"Don't you love him? Why don't you dare to look at him?"
Zhang Han stepped down from his seat, pinched Charlotte's chin with one hand and twisted it towards the cross, and opened her eyes with the other hand to let her see carefully.
"You devil, let me go!"
Charlotte struggled hard, and Zhang Han suddenly threw her to the cross. Seeing her standing up tremblingly, she gently touched the man's face and cried. The man on the shelf seemed to feel Charlotte's touch.
, opened his eyes slightly and gave her a smile.
Seeing the two of them fighting each other in this situation, the jealousy in Zhang Han's chest continued to rise. He snorted coldly: "Throw this man to the wolf's den and let me take a closer look at this woman."
Charlotte was pinned on a high railing and watched helplessly as her lover died in the mouths of a pack of wolves. At this moment, her soul also died. Back in the room, she allowed others to re-chain herself.
Indifferent, she had no tears to shed now. Zhang Han looked at Charlotte who was like a doll and nodded with satisfaction. Since I can't keep your heart, it's not bad to keep your person.
One day a month later, Zhang Han found that Charlotte had changed and became lively and interesting. Although he knew that this was probably a method she used to fool him into letting down his guard, he was still willing to enter her trap because he was confident.
Charlotte can't make a difference here. In this daily temptation, Zhang Han's original vigilance has completely relaxed. He will take Charlotte out to play, and will take her to get to know the gang he belongs to.
personnel.
"Han, I just want to be with you today."
Charlotte lay on Zhang Han's chest, coquettishly, and kept circling with her fingers. At this time, Zhang Han was already eighty or ninety percent drunk, and with a wave of his hand, everyone went out, and he lowered his head and kissed his chest.
The middle-aged man's soft lips. Looking at the sleeping man, Charlotte's long-standing hatred suddenly burst out from the bottom of her heart. She tied the man up with a strong and practical rope, then put the oil lamp under the curtain and looked at the oil lamp.
There was no contact between the fire and the curtains, and he turned and walked out.
The night watchman at the door saw her coming out and asked as usual: "Miss Charlotte, why did you come out so late?"
Charlotte tried her best to keep her voice from sounding strange: "I can't sleep and go out for a walk, just in this garden."
As she spoke, she pointed around and slowly walked along the route she had planned earlier. Whether she could succeed or not depends on this time. Suddenly someone shouted that there was a fire. The people following her left her behind and ran to put out the fire. Charlotte
Te took this opportunity to run to the iron fence behind the woods. Regardless of the pain caused by the iron thorns scratching her body, she gritted her teeth and rolled out. This place was the weakest point in the entire area. This was something she learned after nearly two years of observation.
The conclusion I came to is that there is a large maze-like mountain forest behind it, so no more safety measures were set up.
Charlotte stumbled forward. She only had one thought now. Even if she died in this mountain forest, she would not go back to the devil. She didn't know how long she had walked, but the rays of the sun had already appeared on the horizon. She stood between the trees.
During the gap, she saw that the manor below had been burned down. This was why she specifically proposed living in a wooden building two years ago. That person should be dead, right?
Charlotte stopped and walked along the way, but luckily she didn't encounter any ferocious beasts. Just when she finally couldn't hold on any longer, she heard the sound of a car passing by, and looked down. There was a road ten meters away from her.
Wide asphalt road.
In this way, Charlotte walked east along the road, leaving a trail of blood behind her from a broken foot. Finally, a passing car found Charlotte who had fainted.
"Charlotte, how about you try the swing I made for you?"
It was obviously a gentle and caring voice, but Charlotte suddenly heard the feeling of the cold winter. She turned around and raised a bright smile: "Okay! You stay with me."