Hobby MTL

Chapter 1

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    neon lights flicker in the dark night, clamoring for the prosperity and corruption of this city. The whistle of the car was very harsh, rolling over the asphalt road, and the water was splashed by the wheels. Under the street lamp, a man and a woman were kissing passionately, the sound of ambiguous breathing burned the air, and the atmosphere of extreme decadence spread wantonly in this block.

    The woman has beautiful long blond curly hair, and her colorful nails tap slowly on the man's broad back, and the man's big hand caresses her arm. The bright red light was cast from the billboard, the woman's eyes were like silk, and her curly hair threw a strange arc in the air.

    Suddenly, the blond Portuguese girl noticed something, and over the man's broad shoulders, she saw a woman standing in the shadow of the street corner. A skinny Asian girl, to be exact.

    At the same time, the Asian girl was also looking at her with a look that was almost terrified.

    The woman looked at the Asian girl contemptuously and mockingly. The shirt on her body was torn a few times, and the legs under the skirt were black and blue. The woman judged that this was a girl who had just entered the industry. Maybe I just made an unpleasant transaction, so I suffered a bit.

    Damn it, there is another guy who grabs business.

    The man on the body seemed to be dissatisfied, and he squeezed his hands around the woman's slender waist. The woman was in pain, and cursed in a low voice, her red lips pressed close to the man's ear, and said in not very fluent English: "Honey, don't be so Be rude, or I'll charge you twice the price."

    Tian An'an swallowed dryly, and hurriedly pulled up his collar and walked forward quickly.

    This kind of thing can be done on the street, and the style of the foreign people is really bold and unrestrained, which makes us socialist people daunted.

    Las Vegas, the world's most famous casino city, is a star that never sleeps in the desolate desert. This city in Nevada, USA, has carnivals every night, superstar shows, exciting boxing championships, dazzling casinos, and various transactions, attracting countless rich people from all over the world to spend a lot of money here.

    There are noisy human voices everywhere, filled with various languages ​​and all kinds of swear words. This is the black neighborhood of Las Vegas, a hell for the poor and a paradise for the rich.

    An An buried her head very low, almost curling her petite body into a ball, trying to reduce her sense of existence to zero. Even if she doesn't look up, she knows that there are gamblers everywhere in the street. They are of different races and skin colors, but they have two things in common, men, and they are extremely vicious men.

    Her nose was sore, and she wanted to cry, but she held back her strength, clenched her collar and tried her best to walk towards the exit of the block. She couldn't stop and didn't dare to stop. Once she attracted the attention of those men, her fate would be dire. What I have to do now is to go to the police | station immediately, or find a phone booth to call the police, and quickly rescue that eldest sister Jiang Wei.

    An'an walked forward facing the wind, cursing in her heart that the years are not good, and clenched her lower lip hard.

    The events of the past few days are like nightmares in retrospect. Three days ago, she followed Jiang Wei to Las Vegas to attend an event. On the way back to the hotel, she was kidnapped by a group of unidentified people and locked up in an abandoned factory. Later, she found out that it was the locals who kidnapped her and Jiang Wei. A big man who can change the sky by stomping his feet.