Chapter 88: Why are you taking off my clothes!

Ten thousand dollars?

hiss!

Just as Rhodes was about to walk over, he heard the frustrated foreigners cursing.

His eyes couldn't help but look a little strange.

Is this inlaid with gold or diamonds?

The wear and tear fee is a bit outrageous.

You have to know that those street prostitutes around here can wear out their clothes for as little as a few dozen dollars.

If you are pretty and have a good figure, the cost of wear and tear is only a few hundred dollars.

No matter how beautiful it is, the cost of wear and tear is at most a thousand dollars, which is exaggerated enough.

After all, the people of United States have no interest in driving up the prices of car repairs.

Unlike in China, there are a bunch of idle bootlickers who have nothing to do but have no money and drive up the prices quite high.

After working hard for half a month carrying bricks, I met a beautiful girl, but a few words from her made all my hard work for half a month go to waste.

There are simply too many people with nothing to do.

"No wonder there is no business."

Rhodes suddenly understood why no one approached such a beautiful woman standing here.

I guess they were all scared off by the horrible price.

It's not like everyone is a billionaire.

She's just a pretty woman. No matter how rich a person is, he wouldn't be willing to spend $10,000 just to polish a weapon.

With this money, you can find a slightly inferior streetwalker and keep her there for a month to enjoy her comfortably.

"Hey, baby, you look bored standing here alone."

"Would you like to go have a drink with us? And have some fun?"

Suddenly, three black men with filthy faces surrounded the woman.

The surrounded woman retreated in panic and was soon forced into a corner.

With a panicked and helpless look on her face, she looked at the three wretched black men gradually approaching her.

He opened his mouth to call for help, but no one around came to help. They all pretended not to see anything.

This is the black market, a place for illegal transactions, not to mention that there are three tall and strong black men involved.

"030" is a prostitute who sells herself. She will take advantage of anyone who takes advantage of her. She does this for the sake of her job anyway.

No one would feel pity for a woman who sells her body for profit.

As long as no one is killed, it's fine.

Seeing the three black men approaching, they were about to take the woman away by force.

A story about three black and one white kings and one queen with a rating of 18+ is unfolded.

"You can't do this! Even if she is a prostitute, she is free to defend her rights."

A white man passing by saw this scene and couldn't help but stand up and try to stop it.

But before he could say anything, he was knocked down by two unhappy black people with a punch and kicked several times.

He immediately curled up his body and wailed for mercy.

"Fuck, if anyone dares to meddle in other people's business, I'll shove his head into his ass!"

One of the black men raised his head and looked at the people passing by with an arrogant look on his face.

The ferocious appearance of the three black men instantly made the people around them who were still ready to make trouble calm down.

Looking at the big muscles on these three black men, you can tell that they are obviously not guys to be trifled with.

Even if three or five people attack them together, they may not be able to defeat them.

If one or two people go up there, they'll just be asking for trouble.

There's no need to risk yourself for a prostitute who sells her body. What if you get beaten to death?

Several people in the crowd secretly called the police.

Now, we can only hope that the police arrive quickly enough.

However, with the speed at which the police respond, by the time they arrive, the puffs will probably be full.

If you are lucky and do plenty of foreplay, you may even witness a good show.

But it's no use.

It's better to wait until it's over, maybe you can get some money.

Although, given the character of black people, this is basically impossible.

After all, these black gangsters basically have no money on them and are the main criminals who go shopping for free when they are hungry.

The probability of getting money from them is no different from buying a lottery ticket.

If you're unlucky, you might even get AIDS or something.

Even if they were caught and sent to jail, they would probably be happy to have a place to eat for free.

There is no way around it, this is the situation for the vast majority of unemployed black people.

They are lazy and do nothing. It is harder to ask them to work hard to make money than to kill them.

Apart from crime and zero-dollar shopping every day, people march all day long and shout that society is unfair to black people and that there are not enough white people paying taxes to support them.

For this kind of people, there is no cost at all for committing crimes.

Anyway, if you get caught you'll be provided with food and lodging, and if you don't get caught you'll make a lot of money.

No loss inside or outside.

If anyone is to blame, it's a fool named Lincoln who had nothing better to do than give these farm tools freedom.

The three black men were about to succeed.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a dull thud, and one of the black men hit his head against the wall. He lay on the ground wailing with blood on his face.

"If you don't have money, don't even think about getting whores for free."

Rhodes sighed and looked at the two remaining black men who were still standing there.

"Fuck it! You bitch!"

The black man reacted, gritted his teeth with a ferocious look on his face, and rushed directly towards Rhodes.

He took out a switchblade from somewhere.

"You little black guys have nothing but bitches in your heads."

Rhodes punched the black man directly in the face with a straight punch, instantly crooking his nose.

The black man, whose face was covered in blood, burst into tears. Rhodes kicked him again, and the black man, who was hit hard in the neck, lay dead on the spot.

The only remaining black man did not show any fear on his face. Instead, he pulled out a black pistol from his waist with a fierce look on his face.

In an instant, there were panic screams all around and everyone fled in all directions.

"Bitch, I'm going to make you watch me fuck this bitch, and then I'm going to blow your head off!"

The black man with bloodshot eyes walked towards Rhodes with a gun in his hand and was about to put the gun to his head.

Swish!

There was a sudden flash before her eyes, and the woman in the corner suddenly widened her eyes.

So fast!

"Where are the people?"

The black man looked at the empty space in front of him, his not-so-bright little brain full of doubts.

How could such a big person suddenly disappear?

He looked at the shadow on the ground. Under the dim light, he could see a figure appeared behind him at some point.

Why did this guy get behind him?

"You are already dead."

Just as the black man with the gun was about to turn around and shoot, Rod's faint voice sounded behind him.

The next second, the black man's head was grabbed by a big hand and smashed against the wall next to him.

With a muffled sound, he lay on the ground, his life or death unknown.

Rhodes took out a wet wipe and wiped his hands with disgust on his face.

, beating them is just dirtying your hands.

After dealing with a few black people, Rhodes looked at the woman in the corner who had a look of surprise on her face.

Um?

This woman is quite interesting.

Seeing such a bloody scene, I was not afraid at all.

"Thank you for helping me."

The woman slowly walked forward and said with a grateful look on her face.

Looking at the woman's somewhat unnatural smile, Rhodes felt that the thanks were a bit too stiff and did not seem to be gratitude from the heart.

eccentric!

"May I have your name?"

"Aliya!"

The woman's voice was gentle and charming, with a bit of an old Russian accent.

It's obvious that this is a mixed-race child.

Click!

Rhodes took out a cigarette, lit it, glanced at the woman, and said casually.

"Name your price."

"Ten thousand dollars."

Alia was stunned at first when she heard that, but after she realized what was going on, she blurted out a sky-high price.

He looked at Rhodes with a strange look in his eyes.

After all, such a charming man will never lack women around him.

Even, to exaggerate a little.

As long as he wanted, he could just find a random woman on the street and invite her.

According to conservative estimates, at least three out of ten women would not refuse to have sex with such a charming man.

It is not impossible to develop into lovers by leaving contact information.

If you are inviting someone to date and the other person doesn't have a boyfriend.

I'm afraid more than half of the women would agree to date him.

Anyway, if it were her, even if she refused, she would definitely leave a contact number.

This kind of person actually comes out and spends money to find a woman.

It made her feel somewhat confused.

"Can!"

Hearing the woman's offer, Rhodes nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

"Hmm? What did you say?"

Alia was about to nod, but suddenly realized what was happening and froze in her tracks. 

What did this guy say?

Agreed?

"Ten thousand dollars, don't you want to count it?"

Rhodes directly took out a stack of US dollars from his personal space and placed it in front of Alia.

It's just money, isn't it just a number to him?

You can never spend it all.

"That's $10,000!"

Now even Alia was a little uneasy. Ten thousand dollars? Does this guy even know what this means?

She herself doesn't think she is worth the price.

Although it was her first time, this guy didn't know.

In this guy's eyes, the ten thousand dollars was not to buy her virginity, but just the cost of polishing a weapon.

What kind of guy would be so generous as to spend $10,000 just to polish a weapon?

Could it be that this guy is a billionaire?

Thinking of this, Alia felt a little headache. She was not standing here really to sell her body.

Otherwise, they wouldn't deliberately announce such a high price for weapon polishing to discourage people from doing so.

But now, she seemed to have met a young man.

He actually planned to spend $10,000 to have sex with her.

Are you excited?

If she was a street girl, I would definitely be moved.

After all, the price is really not low, and she is not a top Hollywood star.

An ordinary woman can get $10,000 for helping someone polish a weapon, even if she only takes one business a day.

Earn millions of dollars a year.

Which woman can resist this temptation?

But she is not really a street girl.

"I just said it wrong, it's not $10,000, it's $20,000, no, it's $30,000!"

Alia calmly raised the price directly, staring at Rhodes as she spoke.

She just couldn't believe it. Could this guy be willing to spend 30,000 US dollars to have sex with a prostitute?

She herself didn't believe that such a thing would happen…

"Thirty thousand?"

Rhodes smiled slightly and took out a checkbook.

He wrote down a string of numbers and handed it to the woman.

"Is that enough?"

Alia took the check and her eyes widened.

One hundred thousand dollars?

Oh my god, is this guy crazy?

You actually spent one hundred thousand dollars to buy a prostitute's service?

Even a billionaire wouldn't waste his money so casually.

"So, can you come with me now?"

Rhodes looked at the woman in front of him with a smile.

At this point, if he couldn't see that this woman was not a prostitute, then he would be very stupid.

However, he wanted to know how this woman would respond next?

Although I don't know who this woman is or what her purpose is.

However, will a street prostitute provide services to him after receiving the money?

If he agreed, he would just treat it as spending $100,000 to make himself happy.

If you don't agree, what reasons will you find to reject him?

"Um…"

The smile on Alia's face was forced, and she was almost sweating from anxiety.

I don't know how many times I cursed this bastard in my heart.

Why did I have to run into such a bastard when the mission reached a critical moment?

She is now in a dilemma and has no idea what to do.

agree?

She is not a real street girl, because she sold her virginity for $100,000.

Although, it doesn't seem like a big loss, so it's not impossible to agree to it.

However, she still has a crucial mission to complete. If she leaves with this bastard at this time, the mission will be ruined.

If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when the next one will be.

reject?

Looking at the check for $100,000 in her hand, she felt her hand holding the check getting a little hot.

She felt that raising the price at this time was excessive.

Moreover, your identity will definitely be exposed.

Damn capitalists!

Alia gritted her teeth in her heart and wanted to punch this guy.

In the end, I could only nod helplessly.

"Then let's go."

Rhodes raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put his arms around Alia's slender waist, and his palms restlessly kneaded her plump peach buttocks.

I have to say, this kind of muscle elasticity that can only be achieved through regular exercise is indeed worth the $100,000.

"asshole!"

Alia's teeth were chattering as she was manipulated all the way, but she couldn't explode with so many people around her.

If someone saw her, her identity might be exposed.

I thought to myself that I would wait until we were in a place where there was no one around before telling this guy my identity.

Then rush back, it shouldn't delay the progress of the task.

I felt my body becoming increasingly strange, but I could only endure it and not have an attack.

But for some reason, smelling the scent of this guy at such a close distance, she felt her whole body going weak, as if she had lost all her strength.

There was an indescribable restlessness in her heart, which made her feel a little unclear.

Resistance and anger gradually disappeared, and gradually a strong desire surged in my heart.

"What did you do to me?"

Alia gritted her teeth and forced herself to regain some sanity, but she still leaned on Rhodes as if she had no strength left.

Was he drugged?

Alia shook her head. She was sure that this guy definitely didn't drug her.

But why can't I muster the strength to do so? Instead, I want to get closer to this guy.

"This is your own body's instinct. Don't you feel her desire?"

Rhodes smiled and said softly.

He didn't do anything, it's just that the woman was attracted by his aura and instinctively wanted to get close to him.

If she really resists, she can just break free and leave.

But she didn't, instead she was somewhat addicted to it, so her own body was very well behaved and obedient and followed her subconscious instincts.

Made the most direct response.

Don't resist.

"nonsense!"

Alia gritted her teeth and retorted, how could she admit such a thing.

Although she really didn't hate the guy.

But it's not to the point of having this feeling towards a stranger you just met.

Rhodes didn't say anything, he just took the woman to the car and sat in the back seat.

"I have something very important to do now, you…"

Alia opened her mouth and was about to explain her identity.

However, Rhodes did not give her this opportunity. Since the woman had taken the money, she was his now.

Let him do whatever he wants.

After all, good things never go to waste.

Swish!

Before Alia could react, she found that the suspender skirt she was wearing had fallen directly from her arms to her waist.

The chilly wind blew on her body, and Alia looked down at herself blankly.

The snow-white body seemed to be glowing under the light of the car lights, which was very attractive.

Her entire upper body was covered only by a white bra that concealed her soft spots.

The unfathomable abyss was exposed to this bastard without reservation.

There was a moment of silence, Alia breathing rapidly.

Just when I was about to say something, the last bit of cover was stripped away.