Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Ling Chan's eyes were not covered again.

After losing the cloth strip that covered most of her face, the eyes of people around her looked at her much more subtly.

She was still sitting in this huge cage. When the staff moved the cage, they subconsciously slowed down and tensed their arms.

Sitting in the cage, Ling Chan could clearly feel that the cage was not shaking so much.

The staff of the auction house moved it to a warehouse, and the guards guarding the door also wore uniforms, but they were not the black bunts of the auction house.

The two parties handed over Ling Chan, and the staff of the auction house handed over the key to the guard in the warehouse, and said in a low voice: "This item is relatively weak, you need to take care of it."

They put down the cage more carefully.

It can be seen that interstellar people who are controlled by pheromones are not blind to beautiful things, and they will be more tolerant and patient.

The guard of the warehouse looked over, and Ling Chan smiled timidly while holding on to the cold iron railing.

These two groups of people do not seem to be a family.

On the warehouse side, it belongs to the merchant who bought Ling Chan.

The staff of Hualuxe Auction came many times and brought one product after another. It seems that this is a big customer.

He must have a high status, right?

Sitting in the cage, Ling Chan coughed weakly twice.

"How about we let her out?" A guard suggested hesitantly, "He looks weak and dying."

Another person came over, opened Ling Chan's cage, put it in the auction house, and said, "Sit well and don't make trouble, you are very lucky. Our adults are the richest people on this planet, be obedient and you will live well."

Although the attitude is indifferent, the words and actions are very gentle.

So Ling Chan grabbed his sleeve, showing a pitiful expression, "I'm a little hungry..."

Not long ago, she had eaten a can of strawberry-flavored nutrient solution, but because of the slave trader's poverty, after a while, Ling Chan was hungry again.

The guard was speechless and complained about the stinginess of the auction house. He went out and asked for nutrient solution for Ling Chan.

Ling Chan's eyes fell on the face of another guard guarding the door.

The young man suddenly smiled vigorously, showing two pointed canine teeth, "Don't be afraid! You are different from those lowly people now. You are the property of the master, and the master will protect you!"

Ling Chan blinked, and asked a little strangely: "Are you also...?"

"Yes!" The young guard understood what she was saying, and said in a brisk tone, "I just sold myself to my master. This is the most correct decision I have ever made in my life!"

Ling Chan smiled, her light pink lips showed a sickly paleness, which made her affectionate: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The young man blushed flattered, and couldn't help but say more, "The master rarely buys live animals... He must like you very much, as long as you are obedient and don't disobey the master!"

Ling Chan lowered her eyes, and the drooping black hair covered her expression, "I'm still a little scared... where will I be taken?"

"Don't be afraid, this auction will end soon. The owner also has property on Junk Star. We will go to that hotel together, stay there for a few days, and then leave Junk Star by spaceship."

Ling Chan's slender fingers clenched the hem of the clothes, and she picked it nervously. She asked in a low voice: "...Then will he come to see me?"

"Probably not today." The man said with a smile, "He's very busy..."

Another older guard returned.

He handed the nutrient solution in his hand to Ling Chan, and then gave his colleague a dignified look.

The young guard put away his brisk expression, returned to his expressionless expression, and guarded the door seriously.

He didn't lie to Ling Chan.

The "master" did not come, and Ling Chan and the bunch of goods he photographed were transported to a magnificent hotel. These two guards were still guarding a room full of high-end and expensive auction items, and Ling Chan might be the cheapest one among them. pieces.

After returning to their own territory, the two guards also relaxed a lot, no longer guarding the door like they always did in the auction house, the two of them would take turns guarding the door, only when Ling Chan in the house knocked on the door to call , they will come in.

They are very relieved of Ling Chan, or they are very confident in their own force.And Ling Chan is really obedient, she has been obediently huddling in the corner of the bed, or on the sofa, hugging her knees in a daze, the slender girl looks like a wandering spirit that will drift away at any time.

In this way, two or three days passed without any waves.

On this day, this year, why did my colleague open the door after changing shifts this year, poked a head in furtively, and said in a low voice: "Sister, the master will come over today, you must behave well!"

Ling Chan bit her lip and nodded slowly.

The young man closed the door contentedly, and devoted himself to guarding a room full of treasures.

Tuk Tuk.

The window slammed twice.

Ling Chan glanced at the door, but there was no movement.

Then she walked slowly to the window sill.

The man's cropped head popped out from under the window, his eyes were a little annoyed.

He raised the note in his hand: "Why don't you want to go with me?!"

A slave trader who kidnapped Ling Chan and sold Ling Chan for 100 yuan.

Ling Chan's pink lips parted slightly, and she exhaled on the glass, the white mist gushing out from the depths of her mouth blurred her delicate facial features.

The white finger lightly drew twice in the center of the white mist, a huge fork.

He blatantly refused.

Of course Zhang Qianyuan won't just give up like this!Afraid of alarming the guards outside the door, he took out a piece of paper that he had written long ago from his pocket, "Do you know who bought you? The richest man in the Federation! I heard it. How can you have a good life when you go? I will definitely squeeze you hard! You are a little sick ghost, and you will die in a short time!"

Ling Chan just stared at him quietly, without saying a word.

This is for fear of alarming the guards outside the door.

Zhang Qianyuan narrowed her eyes, obviously as long as Ling Chan made a slight movement, the guards outside the door would immediately rush in to protect her, but these days Ling Chan was unwilling to go with him, but when faced with his harassment, Never made any movement.

Ling Chan hates the slave trader who kidnapped her, but she doesn't necessarily like the "director" who bought her.

Zhang Qianyuan began to pick the lock.

Taoyuan Dingguo made Chan not to yell, to attract the guards at the door, and it was true that Chan stood quietly behind the window, silent and did not speak.

The moment Zhang Qianyuan stepped into the room, the alarm suddenly sounded.

The guards outside opened the door, rushed in and fought with the slave trader.

The two rolled into a ball on the carpet, and the door was left open, Ling Chan walked out briskly without looking back.

The system shouted: [The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole follows!Chanchan, as expected of you! 】

The carpet under the feet is quite soft, and the long hair gently brushes the skin of the ankles. The light is a warmer yellow, and the warmth is like returning to one's own home.

Ignoring the calls and roars behind her, Ling Chan walked to the end leisurely. In front of her was a light blue beam of light, which seemed to be...an elevator?
Facing the light, Ling Chan took care of herself briefly, combed her long hair so that she didn't look like a criminal escaped from a mental hospital, and then stepped into the beam of light.

Suddenly bright.

Many well-dressed high-class people came and went with their bodyguards and servants. Different names were hung on different pillars, which seemed to be house numbers.Ling Chan glanced around calmly, and soon locked on a young man who looked like he was very rich.

He has short blond hair, green eyes like a pool of frozen lake water, cold and repelling people thousands of miles away, his whole body is full of indifference and boredom, when he walks in the courtyard, he shows that all his desires have been satisfied Only then can you have the ultimate sense of relaxation.

This is an expensive looking one.

Ling Chan withdrew her gaze and walked out slowly.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist.

"...You seem a little familiar?" The very tall man grabbed Ling Chan's sleeve.

【Oops! 】The system voice panicked: 【He may be the guest of that auction, and everyone sitting in the audience saw your face! 】