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A water pipe as thick as a bowl was stuffed into the room.

The women who were gathering for the food just now suddenly scattered in panic. They ran towards the wall, and their shrill cries echoed in the dark room.

"Hua!" A white stream of water shot out from the water pipe, the powerful impact caused Ding Ling who was still lying on the ground to roll a few rounds, all the way until he rolled to the wall before stopping.

The pipes began to move from side to side, and the women screamed and whined in the shaking white water.

The water seeped through their clothes, tearing open their wounds, exposing their bodies to the air.

A man's laughter came from outside the iron gate. This was his greatest daily pleasure as a caretaker. Being ordered not to kill these women or have sex with them, they had to maintain their virginity until they were handed over to their boss. Therefore, he could only find a little pleasure in torturing these women to kill the idle time of the guards.

There was no way someone could have entered this place.

Magi had set up a boundary around the area that mortals could not detect. Once a mortal approached this place, they would feel uncomfortable and reject them. The closer they got to this place, the more uncomfortable and repulsive it became. It was just like how humans were born to avoid danger and ordinary people instinctively avoided this place.

This was the magic that had been passed down in the black tower for more than six hundred years. It was not just a rank that was far beyond the comprehension of mortals.

This time, a total of 24 Black Tower Magi came to Seaside. This kind of number of Magi was comparable to an army, and the one leading the Magi was one of the six Magus King's, the "King of Greed and Sickle". Rumor has it that the Magus King was the master of millions of blood sucking Sickle, the symbol of the vampires in European mythology.

And the man who used the whip was only the lowest kind of servant in the Black Tower. However, even if it was just a servant, his abilities were far above that of an ordinary person, not to mention Magi who knew magic, and even the legendary Magus King.

In the eyes of this servant in charge of guarding, as long as they were willing, they could rule a small country at any time. As long as the six Magus King s were willing to work together, they could easily conquer the entire mortal world. What he could not understand was why the Magus King and the magicians only wanted to move in the shadows and not swagger into the sunlight.

After rinsing the water pipe into the room for a while, the man turned off the water. These women's bodies were already very weak. If they accidentally played with one of them to death, they would probably be punished by their superiors.

It would be a comfortable thing to be able to play with these fragile lives without fear. The man licked his tongue as he imagined the miserable state of the woman under him.

At this moment, someone walked in from outside.

The man tilted his head and looked in that direction.

A tall man with a hood on his head was walking towards them, holding onto a woman's body.

"Whap." As if throwing a lump of meat, the hooded man threw the woman in his hands in front of the guard.

"Lord Magus." The guard stood up and saluted the hooded man.

"This woman is going to be locked up too." the tall wizard said.

"Yes." The guard was just a servant. Against a Magus who could use it, he could only follow orders.

"Also, I will be taking one with me." the wizard said.

"Yes." The guard nodded and opened the iron gate.

A blinding white light shone into the dark room.

Then a tall man came in. The guard stood behind him with the new woman.

The tall man scanned the woman in the room. He saw panic on everyone's face. In the end, his gaze stopped at Ding Ling's body.

Most of Ding Ling's body was exposed, she used her hand to cover her chest that was moving up and down.

"This woman has just started fasting." The guard whispered to the wizard.

The man's gaze turned away from Ding Ling.

He walked up to a woman and, ignoring her flustered movements, pinched her jaw. It was like picking a dish to cook, the man observed the woman's mouth.

After a while, the man said with satisfaction, "It's clean. You did a good job."

The guard did not dare to claim credit, nor did he dare to retort. He simply replied, "Yes."

"That's it." The wizard released his grip on the woman's jaw and said, "I'll choose this one today."

"No!" The woman who was chosen cried out in panic, "Please, let me go! Don't kill me, don't do it! " No one that was taken away ever returned.

She struggled, but her strength was no different from a baby's.

The woman was seized by the wrist and dragged out of the room like a cargo. No one spoke up for her, and all that could be heard was her solo cry for help.

Then a new woman was thrown into the room.

Bang. The iron door slammed.

"Save me!" The people in the room could still hear the cry of the woman who had been taken away. "Please, help me!"

The cry for help grew fainter and fainter, then died away.

Silence returned to the dimly lit room.

The women were sitting or lying quietly here, waiting for their fate.

The new woman that was thrown in was lying beside Ding Ling. Ding Ling stared at the woman's face dumbly. Suddenly, she remembered that this woman seemed to be a police officer following her.

One of Ding Ling's pursuers, who was also the nephew of the Mayor, had told her before that there was a policewoman following him. The nephew of the policewoman was even showing Ding Ling photos of the policewoman. When Ding Ling saw the photo, she only said "she's pretty" flatly and didn't take it to heart anymore.

He didn't expect to see the policewoman under such circumstances.

At this moment, the policewoman's lips suddenly moved.

Is she awake? Ding Ling was actually looking forward to her awakening and talking to her. Although this person was a police officer, she had some connections with her. In such an environment, even if the two of them were mortal enemies, they would still feel a sense of familiarity.

The policewoman did not wake up. She was still unconscious.

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao." The policewoman whispered the name.

Who was Hao-ge? Although Ding Ling was unable to answer this question, she still felt a little envious. In this kind of situation, Ding Ling actually didn't have anyone she could miss.