Babylon

After changing the diaper, the baby girl fell asleep again. The little beggar hugged her with a look of relief on his face. The little girl beside looked at the scene and felt it was incredible.

The little beggar did not look too far, and the little girl's eyes on a pair, the little girl also turned to no longer look. Now, the baby girl is settled. So the bad guy is starting to come after himself?

The little girl imagined what the little beggar would do to herself. Although she did not know much about it, she had a vague sense that something very bad was about to happen to her. As a result, she held her hands over important parts of her body more tightly...

However, a package, but threw in front of her.

"Put them on."

The little girl looked up and saw the little beggar coming up to her again. It is really very strange, holding the baby girl he did not look so bad, but why is so fierce at himself?

However, in the face of the dagger, the little girl did not dare to think. She opened the parcel with a bare hand. Inside, there was a set of clothes ranging from headpieces to shoes. Take a closer look... Seems to be... Lace... The maid served?

"What is this? What are you going to do to me!"

"Cried the little girl warily.

The little beggar answered her question in two words.

"Interest."

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There is no doubt that today is an unlucky day for the little girl. She bowed to a dagger in humiliation. But the cold of winter gave her no choice. By now, is it better to have clothes on than to be naked and continue to look good to the bad guy?

"Turn... Turn your head!"

The little beggar, of course, did not obey the little girl's orders. He just stood there, holding the dagger, waiting for the little girl to move. When the little girl saw that her orders were useless, her tears came again, and she sobbed as she took out her underwear from under the pile of clothes and put them on.

The little beggar watched her until she was dressed. These include a short lace dress, black pantyhose, tiara, and shoes the same color as her hair. Just as the little girl was getting sick of the clothes on her back, there was another close at the door.

Yellow room, there are no small beggars and baby girls figure. Suddenly left behind, the little girl felt a pang of fear. She rushed to the door and pulled hard, only to find that the door had been locked from the outside. And she, too, was locked in the room.

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The dark and narrow passageways formed the most suitable atmosphere here. The old wooden floors creaked, and the nameplates on the doors on either side of the corridor were covered with mottled rust.

The little beggar held the baby girl, with the key in his arms, and walked on step by step. Gradually, someone started coming down the aisle. Without exception, it's all male and female.

The little beggar stepped out of the way to let the men and women pass. Every woman is dressed up very coquettish, the tone of speech is full of debauchery and temptation. The man's hand is not very good also, did not wait for the door to open to begin to touch to the woman's chest and between two legs. When the door was closed, the sound of wild cries and heavy panting echoed through the thin door over the passage.

The more we walked, the more intense the sound on both sides, full of obscene smell. A ring of smoke from the man's mouth swirled around the top of the passage, casting a mist over the small passage. The little beggar bowed his head, pulled the baby girl's swaddling clothes, covered her nose a little, protected her, and walked out of the hallway.

The clash of loud music and beer, combined with loud Shouting, made the pink girl's night scene unique. It's bigger than any other pub, and the women are hotter than any other pub. The crimes of robbery and murder which were secretly plotted in the dark corners were more solemn than those of other pubs. For no other reason than that this is a pink lady, a place where crime is concentrated and there is no law or morality.

The little beggar stooped like a bedbug across the floor where women wriggled buttocks and men spat. Even though the air was hot and people danced like summer under the influence of red lights and alcohol, the little beggar's eyes remained cold as snow and ice, searching silently for his goal.

On the stage of the tavern, dancers dressed in guang guang are doing a sexy dance. Her debauchery, promiscuity and seductive flesh attracted countless hungry Wolf eyes below. Suddenly, a man was surrounded by the crowd on the stage, he appeared to be a little embarrassed, facing the naked woman in front of a little blush.

"Up! Push her!"

"Dude! It's time you forgot your stone wife! Up, up!"

The naked woman stood on tiptoe, her snakelike hand wrapped around the man's neck, and walked around him. Sexy and slender thigh rub his lower body, seduce his lust. Finally, the man in the naked woman temptation and around the hot atmosphere is not controlled, a naked woman picked up, against the steel pipe on the side of the stage. He took off his pants in a hurry, didn't even need foreplay, and went straight to work in front of so many people.

Off the stage, a cheer went up. Enjoy the routine above. After glancing at the naked woman, the beggar turned his eyes to the baby girl in his arms.

"Fifteen years... Or in twelve years she'll be the woman dancing on it, won't she?"

The dark voice in the head sneer. The little beggar glanced at his right arm, the blood pupil secretly revealed the red light, laughing at the general looking at himself. After a short silence, the little beggar looked up again. And this time, he finally found his goal.

The fox was sitting in a dark corner, drinking and enjoying the drama on the stage. He watched it with great interest, even though he had seen many of them, each time a different person was on stage to practice, and he was always interested in watching them wriggle.

The little beggar bowed his head and disappeared into the gloom. He did not come forward to ask for payment, the key to the room was carefully put in his arms. He knew he wasn't dealing with good people. No, exactly, there are no good people in the world. Therefore, he will not so rashly come forward to demand payment. The result is passivity and, more likely, 30 minutes later, his body will be dumped in a cold trash can, feeding on rats and cockroaches.

Excellent patience was one of the things that kept him alive. The little beggar hugged the baby girl in his arms and quietly went around to the side of the bar. He saw that after a person drank the soda in his glass, he stole the glass, poured the ice, and let out some hot water in the barrel on one side of the bar. When the hot water cooled down, he fed it little by little to the baby girl in his arms.

The little lips touched the warm liquid and immediately opened their mouths and drank greedily. She was really thirsty and hungry. It may not really cure her fever and hunger, but it will somehow make her feel better.

"Glug... Glug... Glug..."

The baby girl smacked her mouth and stopped drinking. The extra drops ran down her lips and down her cheeks. The little beggar put down his glass and stretched out his right hand, gently wiping the drops from his white skin.

Rough fingers touched the soft skin and the baby girl seemed to feel something and opened her eyes. The bright turquoise eyes looked at the little beggar holding him and at his chained hand.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh."

The baby girl struggled from her swaddling clothes and reached out her hand, two tiny hands grasping the fingers of the little beggar. Her hands were so small that her tender fingers were almost the size of a small beggar's fingernail. She kept whimpering, holding the fingers of the little beggar, and looking with emerald eyes at the man who was going to sell her.

The little beggar was silent. He was already thirsty, and the liquid in the nearby glass made him want to gulp it down. But his finger was caught... Although, the little girl's strength is really nothing, but her hands grasp their own fingers, as if to never give up the sense of touch...

At this time, dark out opened that blood pupil. Devilish eyes fixed on the baby girl, and then...

"Oh, interesting."

The red glow enveloped the baby girl, but could not extinguish the green glow in her eyes. To this, dark put out a sneer.

"Children who are too young do not know what it means to be terrible. This thing that only knows how to eat and sleep is no different from a pig. By the way, there seem to be a lot of wild dogs in the street, right? If she can't be sold, throw her to the hungry dogs. Let's see if she can look so relaxed when her arm or leg is bitten off."

The little beggar looked at the baby girl's eyes are still indifferent, no emotion. He gently withdrew his hand, picked up the glass, and drank the rest in one gulp. It was then that the best moment he had been waiting for arrived.

A man in his forties walked into the pink girl with two coquettish women on each arm. His clothes are very sharp and he is definitely different from the other merrier here. Almost a door, that body rich home special dress grade aroused the interest of many people waiting for prey in the corner. And the man was certainly not a fuel-efficient light. He was followed by four cloaked bodyguards, each of whom, by the protrusion of their bellies, was an excellent swordsman.