Out of control and sinking

Chapter 332 I am your compatriot

In this place, there are boss Zou’s people everywhere, so naturally nothing can be hidden from his spies.

Bo Ye sat down with his shoulders straight. Compared with Boss Zou's laziness and slump, he showed nobility and temperament in his bones.

"I heard that you have always had a little lover in China." Boss Zou joked: "It seems that you are some kind of movie queen, tsk tsk, it won't be her this time, right?"

If it were really her.

That Bo Ye's vision is really bad.

All women like this are attracted to her.

"No."

The word "cold" negated his words.

Boss Zou was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Just say it."

"I won't bother you to worry about my personal affairs." Bo Ye stared at him: "You didn't ask me to come here to tell me this, right?"

"Let's get straight to the point."

"I, the Bo family, are bound to get that island, so just tell me the conditions."

After saying this, Boss Zou still had a smile on his face, but the amusement in his eyes had faded.

"Row."

Boss Zou smiled.

"I just like a cheerful person like you."

But his smile didn't reach his eyes.

He blew out the smoke, and the phoenix on his neck was lifelike, yet nondescript.

"The island can be given to you, but I have two conditions."

Businessmen, businessmen, have always been dishonest.

Bo Ye is a businessman, and so is he.

If he really wanted to make money by selling the island, then he would be really bad.

The last thing he lacks is money.

What Boss Zou wants...

After gathering his thoughts, Boss Zou's eyes were filled with confusion. Bo Ye asked lightly: "Tell me, what are the conditions."
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The auction house was very large, and Jiang Ruan saw many strange things.

But because of her outstanding appearance, she also attracted a lot of prying eyes from various faces along the way.

Snow-white skin, pure face, slender waist, straight legs.

In the eyes of South African men, this kind of figure is simply the best.

The Asian face that many South African men fantasize about.

Jiang Ruan happened to fit all of them. But they were not blind. The six bodyguards following her were clearly not people to be trifled with.

So I can only take a look.

After all, the purpose of their coming here is for the auction, not the women.

Jiang Ruan was strolling around when a girl's miserable and frightened scream suddenly came from not far away.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"I don't want to go with you!"

The words spoken were in Chinese, clearly domestic.

There was a commotion in the crowd over there.

Jiang Ruan looked at it and said, "Let's go over and take a look."

Then he went over with his bodyguards.

After passing by, I discovered that they were two particularly burly black men dragging a thin little girl.

Her face was a little dirty, but she was obviously young and looked like she was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

The two black men stared directly at the little girl. The more she struggled, the more excited they became.

He was talking in a local language that Jiang Ruan couldn't understand.

Although Jiang Ruan didn't understand, the look in his eyes was all too familiar to Jiang Ruan.

It's clearly love and desire.

This little girl is so young, how could she stand up to them...

These two beasts.

Jiang Ruan frowned, turned around and asked the bodyguard beside him: "What are they doing?"

Bodyguard: "This place is not completely white. There are also some transactions of buying and selling people. This little girl was probably sold here and bought by these two people."

Jiang Ruan was surprised that there was still such a transaction in this era.

Simply devoid of conscience.

The two black men dragged the little girl away.

The little girl had despair on her face.

Turning his head inadvertently, he happened to see Jiang Ruan's face.

They are domestic people.

A glimmer of light suddenly burst out from her eyes, and she cried for help loudly: "Sister, save my sister, please save me."

"I am your compatriot."

(End of this chapter)