NABC Chapter 3: Forcing a Good Woman into Prostitution?
Chapter 3: Forcing a Good Woman into Prostitution?
Feeling a dull pain in his lungs, Wu He's brows gradually furrowed.
He then looked through all his belongings and found that he had only a few coins, making him extremely poor.
Indeed, no matter where you go, you can't get anywhere without money.
"This small amount of silver is far from enough to support my martial arts training, and I'm also burdened with a huge debt of ten taels. I need to find a way to get some money as soon as possible."
"Money...it's so hard!"
Wu He pondered for a moment, then looked troubled.
For someone like me, living at the bottom of society, it's absolutely impossible to make money in a short period of time through normal means.
Unless you resort to robbery or other illegal means.
Or, sell hooks.
There are several male beauties in the Desire Immortal Pavilion who regularly serve some discerning homosexuals in Xiongzhou City, earning quite a bit of money.
Moreover, the madam had been planning this for a while.
Wu He looked at his face in front of the water vat. After becoming a skin tempering martial artist, although he was still a bit thin, his complexion had improved a lot, and he looked quite handsome.
Selling oneself...to learn martial arts?
No!
Wu He shouted in his heart.
That can only be the exit!
"Let's get to work! Let's get to work!"
"All of you, get to the backyard!"
Just as Wu He was troubled, the madam's shouts came from the backyard.
Wang Er immediately tumbled off the table and quickly put on his clothes.
"Hurry, hurry!"
……
The dawn light was still dim, and the snow was even deeper overnight.
When Wu He arrived at the backyard, there were already quite a few people there.
Besides the eight pimps and their servants, there were three men of different builds and four young women chained together, trembling like leaves.
The burly man at the head of the group stood to one side with the madam, whispering something, as if they were bargaining.
"Hey, look at these girls, they're all so fresh and good-looking!"
"It seems our Desire Immortal Pavilion will be getting a few more top-tier courtesans."
Wang Er nudged Wu He with his elbow, his face full of lewd grins, his eyes practically glued to the women.
Wu He remained silent, his mind churning with thoughts.
Then, four words appeared.
Forcing good women into prostitution.
In this world, besides the prostitutes who willingly enter the sex industry to survive, there are far more innocent women who are sold into prostitution.
Or perhaps it's because there's a gambler in the family who, in desperation after losing, sells his wife and daughter.
Or they might be in debt and unable to pay it back, so they sell their wives and daughters.
Perhaps they offended someone, or perhaps they wanted to get a few taels of silver...
The reasons vary.
Casinos, loan sharks, underground gangs, brothels.
This has formed a very complete gray interest chain. Once ordinary people are drawn into it, they can be completely exploited and their bones squeezed dry.
Take the Desire Immortal Pavilion as an example; it is an important part of this. The madam may seem like the boss's wife, but in reality, there are several major shareholders involved in a complex web of interests.
This looks so familiar.
After recalling the events, Wu He's breathing became heavy.
"Alright! Mrs. Xu, it's settled then. I'm heading back now!"
The three men then left arm in arm.
The smile on Xu Niang's face vanished instantly, replaced by a fierce glare at the four women.
"Anyone thinking about opening a shop?"
She wrapped her fox fur cloak tighter around herself and asked coldly.
The four people bowed their heads, their hair trembling, and their sobs rose and fell.
"Stop crying! Stop crying!"
"I paid a fortune to buy you all, did you think I'd let you cry?!"
The old woman showed no pity whatsoever, her eyes filled with venom as she yelled, "What are you all standing there for? Lock them all up!"
"Let's starve him for a few days to temper his temper!"
As is customary, we do need to put them through some initial torment.
To paraphrase what Xu Niang said before: They won't go into the water unless they're facing certain death.
Wu He frowned slightly. Although he had received a good education in his previous life and didn't want to do this kind of thing, he had no choice but to bow his head when he was under someone else's roof.
"Go in."
He led one of the thin women to the front of the small dark room.
Compared to other pimps who roughly hug and push you around, taking the opportunity to grope you, this was already considered gentle.
Ok?
Just then, Wu He suddenly smelled a faint scent of Chinese medicine in the air.
Only then did he realize that it was on the woman in front of him.
In the shadows, she crouched timidly, her body very thin and small, her face obscured, but judging from her fairly fair and delicate hands, she probably didn't do manual labor.
Wu He narrowed his eyes slightly, and an idea suddenly came to mind.
However, before he could put his plan into action, he was summoned away by Xu Niang.
She stood with her arms crossed in front of several pimps, expressionless and indifferent. After scanning them around, she said in a low voice, "Is it pretty? Want to play?"
"Don't think I didn't see your sneaky movements just now!"
Everyone fell silent, while Wang Er secretly chuckled lewdly.
Xu Niang didn't notice, but instead threatened, "Don't get any funny ideas. These women are all virgins, and their first time can fetch a good price."
"You bunch of scoundrels, behave yourselves, or you'll face the family rules!"
"Go back and open the door to welcome guests!"
The pimps shrank back and turned away.
"Tie Gen'er".
Unexpectedly, Xu Niang suddenly called out to Wu He.
"Shopkeeper," he said, turning around to look at her.
Her gaze was fixed on Wu He's face, and with her skill in physiognomy, she was surprised to find that he was even more handsome than before.
He then asked coldly, "What about what I told you before? If you become a male player, what you owe me will be settled."
"Shopkeeper, let me think of another way to pay you back as soon as possible." Wu He still refused.
How will you be able to repay it?
"Just you wait and see."
"hehe."
She grinned coldly a few times, then raised her hand and said, "Get to work."
"Okay."
Watching Wu He's departing figure, Xu Niang curled her lips, her gaze turning fierce.
"We should tie you up and discipline you too."
"Just wait, it'll happen sooner or later."
……
The dilapidated thatched hut let in a cold wind, and wisps of light mingled with the falling snow.
Wen Qiaoniang raised her eyelids; they were red and swollen, and her watery eyes shone with light, but her expression was gloomy.
The hands gripping her shoulders tightened even more.
Thinking back on everything that happened yesterday, I couldn't help but shed tears again.
Grayish snowflakes.
Outlaws.
My legs felt as heavy as lead, and my throat felt like it was being slashed by a cold wind.
Looking back, the old man with the white beard had been pierced through the heart by an arrow, his blood splattering in the air, and his own medicinal herbs scattered on the white ground.
"run……"
He stared wide-eyed as he uttered his final words.
"father……"
The cold wind on her neck brought Wen Qiaoniang back to reality, her voice trembling.
Born into a family of physicians in Zhuozhou, they came to Xiongzhou with the intention of returning to the Central Plains to find their roots. However, they unexpectedly escaped the pursuit of the Khitan soldiers, crossed a deadly icy river, and were eventually kidnapped by bandits within the territory of Xiongzhou.
Of the group of over seventy people, only she survived.
Stumbling and falling into Xiongzhou City, they were captured by local thugs and brought here.
He experienced all the hardships and setbacks.
What hope is there left in this world?
Heartbroken and exhausted from hunger, Wen Qiaoniang collapsed to the ground with a thud...
I don't know how much time passed before I felt a long-lost warm current flow into my mouth.
She opened her eyes groggily.
There was a figure in front of him.
Wen Qiaoniang jumped up in surprise, her legs twitching as she shrank to the corner of the wall.
However, what followed was a hot steamed bun made from mixed noodles being tossed into her arms.
"Eat first."
"Then, do me a favor."
A young and rather handsome face appeared in the light.