Looking at a few cars of beautiful family members, the thugs were drooling with greed, wishing they could come in the open air.
They don't even have a basic sense of shame!
On weekdays, Rigong didn't look for the toilet, loosened the belt of his trousers, and took out something to pee.
Doing happy things between men and women, using the sky as the quilt and the ground as the bed, is somewhat exciting.
However, not this time.
"Stop, stop, you guys are in a hurry, as if you haven't had sex with a woman in eight hundred years." The mob leader said, "Find a place to be happy."
When he was talking, several men had already rushed to a certain concubine's room, tearing her clothes to shreds.
"Stop what? Suffocated—"
The mob leader said, "Shan Wengcheng can't hold it anymore. If you want to do it until you are killed halfway, you can make trouble."
All of them are from "water injection soldiers", and they know the "unspoken rules" of this line of work.
For the sake of meritorious deeds and in order to climb up, many people take the heads of ordinary people.
If they meet Xu Pei Dajun's "water injection soldiers", they will not show mercy.
Having said that, the flames ignited in the lower abdomens of everyone became smaller, and one by one secretly murmured bad luck.
"Go back first, go back and have fun."
The mob leader smiled, raised his hand and threw the spoils in his hand back to the carriage.
"Xiao'er—mother's Xiaoer—"
Madam Zhengshi, regardless of her own embarrassment, crawled to her daughter's side, holding her in her arms, tears streaming down her face.
Xu Yanxiao hugged each other back and wept in the arms of Mrs.
"Mother—headache—"
She stubbornly refused to speak, but bit her lip until the smell of blood filled her teeth.
The scalp was very painful, almost numb, and she even felt that the scalp had been forcibly torn apart.
Mrs. Zhengshi raised her hand to gently soften her scalp, rubbing and coaxing softly. The mother and daughter cried like two tears.
Her husband's whereabouts are unknown, she can't protect herself, and she can't protect her daughter.
In just half a day, she tasted the bitterness that she had never tasted in her previous life.
The car wheel was still driving forward, listening to the thugs outside talking, but Mrs. Zhengshi's heart gradually sank into an icy deep pool.
In this carriage, there were only the wife and Xu Yanxiao, and the concubines stayed in the other carriages.
Hearing the faint cries and screams coming from outside, Mrs. Zhengshi felt a pain in her tongue, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
Xu Fei likes a good color, and because he looks ordinary, he is naturally not favored. It is only because of his good family background that he can be his main room.
The concubine's room is different. After all, it is a plaything that men use to enjoy. How to look good can come.
Therefore, Xu Feina's several concubines were like flowers and jade, and they gathered together to be pleasing to the eye.
With their background, the ordinary lady in the main house is even more unpleasant. Over the years, Yingyingyanyan, who has worked for Xu Fei in the backyard, has spent too much energy. Today, in order to escape for her life, she doesn't even bother to apply grease and powder. The actual age is five or six years older.
If it weren't for those flowery concubines to set off, she would not be able to escape the poison at this moment.
"Xiao'er, don't listen-"
She raised her hand to cover her daughter's ears, and the tears that had been stopped rolled down again.
The carriage went farther and farther, and in the distance, there was a small village with more than a dozen families on the horizon.
Mrs. Zhengshi's heart became more and more heavy.
She pursed her lips tightly, her expression neither sad nor happy.
"arrive-"
Only when someone shouted, the wheel of the car slowed down.
Several thugs were impatient, and directly carried two naked concubines on their shoulders.
The loose hair on the temples scattered, making the skin whiter and whiter, and the black hair blacker.
Bai Huahua's flesh was exposed to everyone's sight.
The more the woman struggled, the more looming places there were, and the thugs looked dry and their throats kept rolling.
"Damn—can't wait—"
The mob leader snorted contemptuously.
What's so good about a few women who have been played with, this is the chick he sees.
"Let go of my daughter, Xiao'er—"
The leader wants to move Xu Yanxiao, how can the wife of the main family agree
"This old bitch—"
The mob leader kicked the lady on the shoulder and smiled at the other brothers who didn't get any women.
"Although this woman is old, she is just as easy to use with her head covered."
Xu Yanxiao struggled violently, opened her mouth and bit his ear, and finally received a slap from the other side, her left and right cheeks were swollen and red.
This slap took a lot of strength to hit Xu Yanxiao's head, as if all the sounds around her were swiftly moving away from her.
"what-"
"What's that?"
"Hang someone here!"
Opening the courtyard door, a male corpse on a hanging tree was facing them.
This man was wearing Chinese clothes, his clothes were stained with someone's blood.
Someone hanged here
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Mrs. Zhengshi just took this opportunity to struggle to escape, and her eyes were facing the male corpse hanging under the tree.
At a glance, she knew who this person was.
For a time, intense grief poured into my brain from my chest.
I don't know where the strength came from, she rushed away from the two thugs and slammed into the wall of the farmyard.
She used so much strength that the entire wall trembled slightly, and blood spurted out from her forehead.
"Mother-"
Xu Yanxiao screamed.
The mob leader spit at the slumped female corpse.
"It's really bad luck—"
Xu Yanxiao was very stimulated and tried to attack the mob leader with both hands and feet.
Although not fatal, it still hurts to scratch.
The mob leader was furious and threw her to the ground.
"This girl is given to you. If you can't play as her mother, you can play as a daughter."
But Xu Yanxiao didn't listen to this, and crawled to the body of the main lady's body, crying, "Mother, look at Xiao'er—"
The thugs have no sympathy.
For them, personal physiological needs trump everything else.
"This girl is quite strong-"
The thugs laughed and teased, grabbed her by the shoulders, and lifted the person up.
"Let go of me—get off, let me go—"
At this moment, the gravel on the ground trembled, and the low rumbling sound grew louder and louder from far to near.
"What movement?"
The thugs stopped in shock.
"It's the sound of hooves—"
The thugs who were staying outside the village to look out for the wind rushed in, running and shouting.
"No, there are a lot of people outside!"
The mob leader roared, "Who is it? For these girls?"
Xu Yanxiao gritted her teeth, took the opportunity to push the person away, and threw herself aside.
She crawled to her mother's body with hands and feet, and hugged the still warm body tightly.
"escape!"
The mob leader unwillingly glanced at the women around him.
Women are good, but they also have to enjoy life.
"Then these women..."
There are always people who like to think with their lower body.
"If you want to stay, stay, don't hinder Lao Tzu's life."
As he spoke, the sound of hooves was getting closer.
With better eyesight, I can still see what color horses are riding on the lead.
A sharp look flashed in Xu Yanxiao's eyes, and when a group of thugs panicked and wanted to escape, she rushed over and hugged the leader's legs.
The man was caught off guard, his center of gravity was not stabilized, and he fell a big somersault.
"I can't live - you have to die!"
Whether it was an enemy or a friend, she couldn't let this person escape.
Stay for the funeral!
The mob leader quickly reacted, and with some effort, Xu Yanxiao broke free and kicked her aside.
Xu Yanxiao is a stubborn person, so she reluctantly got up and tried to stop it again.
"madman-"
At this moment, an arrow broke through the air.
The sharp arrow stabbed his brain in the opposite direction, and even his body fell violently in the opposite direction.
"The last general Qin Gong, it's too late to save him!"
Xu Yanxiao's eyes widened, tears welling up in her eyes.
Qin Fengjing, why are you only here now