"Stop talking, this has nothing to do with you."

Time seems to have returned to that rainy night three years ago.

Du Xiaoyu woke up from a coma and found that she was trapped in a large, dark wooden box, with her hands and feet tied, and her mouth tightly blocked by a smelly cloth.

She couldn't struggle or move. In such a small space, she couldn't do anything. She could only let the rain float down the car window into the car, and drop by drop of rain poured on her thin clothes.

Running all the way, while Du Xiaoyu was in a daze, the large truck transporting her stopped.

The boxes were moved down one by one, and she discovered that each box contained a girl. Some were even eleven or twelve years old, some were fifteen or sixteen years old like her, and some were college students, the oldest

They are all in their early twenties, and all look fresh and pretty.

On the dark hilltop, they were surrounded by three to five thick strong men, some holding wooden sticks in their hands, some holding ropes, and of course more holding banknotes in their hands, almost a basket full of them.

of change, just to buy a wife.

Countless pairs of greedy eyes looked back and forth at them, and finally, Du Xiaoyu saw a familiar figure - Han Dali!

At that time, Du Xiaoyu never imagined that she would be abducted and trafficked by her best friend's brother, let alone that she would be transported to a remote mountainous area in S Province in just one night.

Du Xiaoyu was desperate. When she was taken away by a dark-faced man in his forties, what she thought of was not to stay or run away, but to die!

That night, when Du Xiaoyu was rudely thrown on the rotten wooden bed by the man, when the sour-smelling quilt covered her face, and when the man's rough palms groped around her innocent girl's body, Du Xiaoyu...

The moment the man uncovered the dirty cloth in her mouth, she bit the thick tongue that the man had inserted into her mouth and bit off her own at the same time!

That night, not only Du Xiaoyu died, but also the man who bought her.

The villagers did not dare to speak out or send them to the hospital, so they could only let their blood flow continuously until they died. In the end, they took Han Dali and sold their bodies hastily, and Han Dali also lost money.

Made a lot of money...

"Do you still remember the 30,000 yuan I sent? It was not left to you by your brother. It was my money from selling myself."

Du Xiaoyu smiled sadly, but his eyebrows gradually became gentle. He slowly stretched out his fingers with only bones left, rubbed Han Weiwei's trembling cheeks, and said with a smile: "Weiwei, that is what I left for you... this world

Come on, no one will be nice to you except me..."

After Du Xiaoyu died, her soul turned into a resentful spirit and wandered around the world, following Han Dali closely.

At first, Du Xiaoyu didn't think about killing him. After all, Han Dali was Han Weiwei's brother, and she didn't want Weiwei to hate her.

But later, Han Dali happily drank with a group of traffickers that night, happily ate meat, happily counted money, and even planned to transport the next batch to Province H.

But he had no idea that Du Xiaoyu had been following him. The place where she appeared looked like there had been a light rain and the floor was wet.

He even confessed all his crimes to Han Weiwei and was ready to fight!

"Weiwei, do you still remember? It was you who said... people like your brother deserve to be cut to pieces!" (5 updates.) "Stop talking, this has nothing to do with you."

Time seems to have returned to that rainy night three years ago.

Du Xiaoyu woke up from a coma and found that she was trapped in a large, dark wooden box, with her hands and feet tied, and her mouth tightly blocked by a smelly cloth.

She couldn't struggle or move. In such a small space, she couldn't do anything. She could only let the rain float down the car window into the car, and drop by drop of rain poured on her thin clothes.

Running all the way, while Du Xiaoyu was in a daze, the large truck transporting her stopped.

The boxes were moved down one by one, and she discovered that each box contained a girl. Some were even eleven or twelve years old, some were fifteen or sixteen years old like her, and some were college students, the oldest

They are all in their early twenties, and all look fresh and pretty.

On the dark hilltop, they were surrounded by three to five thick strong men, some holding wooden sticks in their hands, some holding ropes, and of course more holding banknotes in their hands, almost a basket full of them.

of change, just to buy a wife.

Countless pairs of greedy eyes looked back and forth at them, and finally, Du Xiaoyu saw a familiar figure - Han Dali!

At that time, Du Xiaoyu never imagined that she would be abducted and trafficked by her best friend's brother, let alone that she would be transported to a remote mountainous area in S Province in just one night.

Du Xiaoyu was desperate. When she was taken away by a dark-faced man in his forties, what she thought of was not to stay or run away, but to die!

That night, when Du Xiaoyu was rudely thrown on the rotten wooden bed by the man, when the sour-smelling quilt covered her face, and when the man's rough palms groped around her innocent girl's body, Du Xiaoyu...

The moment the man uncovered the dirty cloth in her mouth, she bit the thick tongue that the man had inserted into her mouth and bit off her own at the same time!

That night, not only Du Xiaoyu died, but also the man who bought her.

The villagers did not dare to speak out or send them to the hospital, so they could only let their blood flow continuously until they died. In the end, they took Han Dali and sold their bodies hastily, and Han Dali also lost money.

Made a lot of money...

"Do you still remember the 30,000 yuan I sent? It was not left to you by your brother. It was my money from selling myself."

Du Xiaoyu smiled sadly, but his eyebrows gradually became gentle. He slowly stretched out his fingers with only bones left, rubbed Han Weiwei's trembling cheeks, and said with a smile: "Weiwei, that is what I left for you... this world

Come on, no one will be nice to you except me..."

After Du Xiaoyu died, her soul turned into a resentful spirit and wandered around the world, following Han Dali closely.

At first, Du Xiaoyu didn't think about killing him. After all, Han Dali was Han Weiwei's brother, and she didn't want Weiwei to hate her.

But later, Han Dali happily drank with a group of traffickers that night, happily ate meat, happily counted money, and even planned to transport the next batch to Province H.

But he had no idea that Du Xiaoyu had been following him. The place where she appeared looked like there had been a light rain and the floor was wet.

He even confessed all his crimes to Han Weiwei and was ready to fight!
Chapter completed!