CHAPTER 373: CHAPTER 353: WOMAN, THIS IS YOUR FORTUNE

Black man: "Anyway, now that she’s in our hands, whether she lives or dies is still just a word from you, Second Young Master."

Tokugawa Rui’s eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he said unceremoniously, "No, I won’t let her die so easily."

Looking at the enchantress on the bed, her snow-white skin, slender waist, and that beautiful face, with lovely red lips.

Everything was so beautiful, so alluring.

Makes one unable to resist wanting to commit crimes.

Tokugawa Rui’s face gradually permeated with a pathological madness; all beautiful things should be destroyed.

Not to mention she made him lose so much.

More than eighty million, he wouldn’t let her off easily.

"I want to turn her into my cheapest slave, let her kneel at my feet begging me, licking my feet."

"Then sell her to the syndicate, let her be available to all men."

With just two sentences, Jiang Ruan’s tragic fate was sealed.

The black man listened, the smile on his face grew wider, his eyes glued to Jiang Ruan’s body, he swallowed.

"Such a good body, Second Young Master, don’t waste it. If you’re bored of playing, let me have a taste too."

"It’s my first time seeing such a beautiful woman."

Men, they only think about that sort of thing.

Tokugawa Rui knew his nature all too well, and immediately laughed heartily, raising his hand to pat the black man’s shoulder.

"Don’t worry, once I’m bored, I’ll give her to you."

"After all, you are my most trusted subordinate."

The black man was thrilled: "Thank you, Second Young Master."

"Alright, go on now."

"Don’t hinder me from taking care of business here."

Tokugawa Rui looked up, suddenly thinking of something: "By the way, is everything I wanted prepared?"

Black man: "All prepared, on that table."

Tokugawa Rui looked over, whips, candles, and various torture devices.

Thinking about her snow-white skin being beaten to a pulp by him, blood flowing, the most beautiful skin being destroyed by him into nothing, becoming the cheapest thing in the world.

Tokugawa Rui was filled with uncontrollable excitement to his core, adrenaline surged to his brain, a cruel smile on his lips: "Very good."

The black man went out.

The door was closed.

The soundproofing here was very good, even if she screamed at the top of her lungs today, no one would hear.

Not to mention she had been drugged by them.

Looking at Jiang Ruan writhing on the bed, Tokugawa Rui walked towards her, she showed no reaction, her eyes lifelessly looking at the ceiling, her expression seeming very pained.

Tokugawa Rui knew she was completely unconscious now.

But her body was not.

No rush, today he would enjoy her slowly.

An evil smile hung on his lips, and along with his deep blue eyes, it seemed as if Satan himself had descended.

"I don’t even know your name."

"But starting today, you are my hundred and twenty-fourth slave."

"Woman, this is your fortune."

Tokugawa Rui spoke in South African.

But Jiang Ruan, having lost her hearing and sight, only retained some sense, amidst her pain, suddenly felt a hand fall on her leg.

Fingertips slid down along her knee.

It sent goosebumps all over Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan’s mind jolted.

Her skin was soft, having been well-maintained over the years, instantly she felt something was wrong.

This person was not Bao Ye.

The hand on her leg was very rough, with heavy calluses, it discomforted her skin.

Her pupils shrank sharply, and she screamed in fear.

She reached out to push him away, but her arms were pricked with pain, heavy and cumbersome, she couldn’t lift them.

"Who are you? Get away! Don’t touch me!"