C92 (1/2)

When the old lady saw another one with a knife standing there steadily, she became even more frightened. At the same time, she rejoiced that she had good eyesight and had just told them where that damned girl was.

The young girl raised her head and glanced at him. In her teary eyes, that man stood there facing the light. His thin and tall figure intruded into her line of sight.

Although she was just her back, the little girl stopped crying.

Su He did not stay for long and did not dare to stay either. He called for two or three people and planned to ride his horse all the way south.

After seeing Su He's figure disappear into the distance, he instructed, ”Release Lord Yu.”

After getting rid of the shackles, Lord Yu hurriedly ran out, afraid that if he stayed any longer he would be caught in the crossfire.

The kidnapping today was a humiliation to him, and he was not worried that he would speak of it and allow him to leave.

After that, the only sound left in the hall was the crying of a group of girls. The little girl was still tugging at his sleeve.

When the old mother saw this, she quickly cleared her throat and moved to Wangchuan's side. Without leaving a trace behind, she moved her hand to the little girl's, ”Girl, look … ”I might not be a very respectable place, but it's still managed. With a knife in your hand, you're going to buy me off. How are you going to let me live in such a big place like this!?”

Wu Chuan frowned as he squatted down and pulled the little girl up. However, when he pulled her up, he saw the big and small red marks on her smooth and fair skin, which was especially eye-catching …

Wu Chuan got up and walked over to the group of young ladies, lifting their arms one by one.

The big and small red scars on their arms seemed to tell her the suffering of these girls.

Wu Chuan's eyes instantly turned red.

The old mother did not know who had offended this girl. She turned her blade in a circle and placed it against the girl's neck, shining with a cold light.

”Aunt, Miss, I …”

”Cut the crap, what did you do to Mo Yun?” When Wu Chuan said this, his speech became hurried.

The old mother wanted to cry, but there were no tears. Cold sweat kept dripping down her face. What was she to say about this?

The person you want, did I beat him up? Right now, he was half dead? How many slaps did I slap?

This was simply courting death.

Do you mean to say that if you want someone, I will have something to eat and drink to provide for you?

The tempo of this lie!

The old mother trembled for a long time and only managed to utter two words, ”Alive …” ”Yes.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain on her neck, and a warm feeling flowed down her neck. The old mother was so frightened that she fell to the ground, with the knife still on her neck.

Where did she get such a living Bodhisattva? She's guilty!

He gritted his teeth in hatred, and the coldness in his eyes suddenly grew. ”Let them all go.” There was no warmth in his tone.

The men from Eastworks moved quickly, and he couldn't help but look out of the window.

Wenchuan asked the girls about their encounters. Many of them not only got beaten up, but were also forced to accept guests twice, and so on. He had only heard that the backyard was screaming nonstop, that it was filled with an unyielding character and that it had suffered a lot.

A few rays of warm sunlight shone into the room, adding a bit of warmth to it. Wangchuan felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.