Chapter 229 The Human Auction
The girl on stage had her hands and feet bound, her mouth taped shut, tears streaming down her face in fear. Despite her distress, she still looked quite delicate, with tears that made her eyes misty.
She was completely different from Ruemania women.
This would further arouse their sexual desire.
The bearded driver had emphasized this to Isabelle.
So Ardon women were an absolutely rare presence here.
It was clear why those people showed such greedy and excited expressions when they saw Isabelle.
Even women of average appearance being auctioned on stage were fetching sky–high prices, let alone someone beautiful.
Isabelle concealed herself with her backpack in the shadows of a corner on the second floor, quietly observing the absurd auction below.
The Warners were involved in such despicable dealings.
Suddenly, a familiar figure passed below the stage, accompanied by several subordinates, heading towards the exit.
Isabelle’s gaze followed that figure, though she couldn’t see the side of their face clearly from a distance. However, the red totem tattoo on their neck was quite prominent.
Soon, the girl was taken away by someone.
The sky grew darker.
A black man took the girl away. Her hands and feet were bound, and she was thrown roughly onto a bed at his residence.
The girl struggled to sit up, kneeling on the bed. With her mouth taped shut, she couldn’t speak, only whimpering in an attempt to plead with the man.
However, the more the girl cried, the more the black man’s bestial instincts were aroused.
He couldn’t wait any longer and pounced on the girl on the bed.
The girl was pinned down, struggling to breathe. Her tear–filled eyes blurred her vision, her clothes torn, her heart filled with despair.
Suddenly, the weight on her lifted. The girl, dizzy from crying, heard the sound of a throat being cut, followed by the heavy thud of a body hitting the ground. A faint smell of blood filled the air.
The girl froze in place, only realising afterwards that the weight on her was gone.
She turned her head and saw another girl about her age in the room, wiping a short knife with a piece of fabric torn from the black man’s clothes.
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Chapter 229 The Human Auction
The smell of blood grew stronger.
After wiping the knife clean, Isabelle looked towards the girl on the bed and walked over to her.
She raised her hand and brought down the knife, cutting the ropes that bound the girl.
The girl tremblingly pulled the tape from her mouth, about to cry out, but the other girl’s voice was ice- cold as she said. “Be quiet.”
The girl quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looking at her with wide, frightened eyes.
Isabelle walked to the window, pushed open a corner of the wooden window, glanced at the black man’s subordinates below, and then returned to the room.
“Help, help me… I was kidnapped and brought here. I’m also Cheshian. The girl suppressed her crying, pleading with Isabelle for help.
Isabelle looked at her, thinking about how to handle the situation.
She remembered what the bearded driver had said and made up her mind.
Putting away the short knife and casually tossing the backpack aside, Isabelle lay on the bed. “Let’s sleep first. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
It was quite challenging to find a place to sleep here. They didn’t accommodate outsiders, and buying a place to stay was tough even if you had the money.
Like a startled bird, the girl, still gripped by fear, curled up in a ball in the corner of the bed, eyeing Isabelle, who was lying on the bed.
And on the floor, the body of the black man lay there.
The girl couldn’t sleep at all. She stared wide–eyed at Isabelle, who was already asleep, afraid that this lifeline might disappear if she blinked.
The next day.
Isabelle woke and went downstairs to care for the black man’s subordinates. Afterward, she returned upstairs and gave the girl some food. “Stay here,” she said.
After that, she left.
The news of an attractive Ardon girl trespassing into the territory of the Warners had already spread. Many people saw it yesterday evening, and the Warners are now searching intensively through the night. Isabelle went out to familiarize herself with the terrain and gather information.
Along the way, she avoided people as much as possible. When she encountered unlucky troublemakers, Isabelle didn’t waste any words
The only good thing about this place was that it was convenient for disposing of bodies. Suddenly, finding a few corpses by the roadside was coinmon here, and Isabelle didn’t need to handle them at all.
In the evening, the Warners‘ auction resumed.
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