After Being Betrayed, I Inherited A Massive Fortune

Su Nan looked at the needle that suddenly appeared in her chest. After the pain, it was a dense soreness and numbness. She felt that half of her body was stiff and numb.

After shock comes fear, and after fear comes the fright of the rest of your life.

Should she be happy.

This gun is not real!

Just a scary stun gun.

In hindsight, I was in a cold sweat.

She almost forgot that she was in the arms dealer's territory. Isn't this causing trouble?

Xing Zhi in front of him had a cold and evil look on his face, and his expression couldn't help changing when he saw her, and then gave her a stern look:

"It seems that I was too polite to you before, Miss Su, stay in another place!"

After he finished speaking, he walked away from her.

Su Nan didn't get much better. She didn't know that this anesthetic was so powerful.

Starting from her chest, half of her body became numb and gradually spread to her whole body.

It's a bad feeling, 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.

She gritted her teeth and looked around.

Suddenly startled.

The room was tattered and airtight, with a dim yellow lamp swaying overhead, bright and dark, and extremely sultry, making people feel breathless.

In the opposite corner, there are more than a dozen girls squatting.

They looked at Su Nan vigilantly, but also sympathized.

More of an expressionless face.

The dozen or so girls didn't look very big, the youngest was eleven or twelve years old, the oldest twenty-seven or eighty-eight, a girl in bloom.

Fear or innocence in the eyes.

Su Nan's heart sank.

She coughed, her voice was hoarse, and there was still a feeling of soreness and numbness all over her body, but the strength of the medicine had passed, and it was not so powerful.

She could barely sit up by herself.

It was pitch black around, and it looked like it was night.

"This is……"

Su Nan asked tentatively.

Before anyone could finish speaking, a person came in through the door.

It is Xing Zhi's woman.

She glanced at the women in the corner with disgust, and then her eyes fell on Su Nan.

Holding a bowl of confused things in his hand, he walked over:

"Drink it, the boss said it. In the future, your ration will be one bowl of this a day. If you dislike it, you can choose to starve to death."

Su Nan paused and looked up at her:

"I……"

She raised her hand to stop her from speaking:

"It's useless to say anything, you just hope that the person who saves you will come quickly, otherwise..."

She hesitated, then chuckled again, "I told you not to hurt people long ago, didn't you ask for this?"

Xing Zhi was tolerant to her because she was not a threat.

But once she is threatened, those tolerances will disappear.

Su Nan wanted to test Xing Zhi's bottom line, but it seemed a little bit second.

After listening to her words, Su Nan held back what she wanted to ask.

She took the bowl of rice cereal, but she didn't have any appetite.

Still, thank you for her kindness.

"Who are these people?"

She couldn't help but speak.

The woman glanced at it and said in a cold tone:

"They're not people, they're just goods."

That tone, understated as if not worth mentioning.

Su Nan was shocked for a moment, and wanted to ask more, but the woman was already impatient.

"I'm leaving, stay by yourself, don't meddle in your business."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, as if staying here for another minute would insult her.

Su Nan reacted for a while, put the bowl on the ground, and looked at the people opposite.

No one spoke.

Su Nan learned a lesson. If you don't know the details of the other party, don't make inquiries.

However, it seems that these women are not guests here.

Just the goods?

Su Nan frowned, why do arms dealers treat women as goods?

Soon, it didn't take long, just when Su Nan started to doze off, there was a slamming sound on the door, making these women scream—