Chapter 630

Joana points to the rice tickets scattered on the ground. Liu Zetong sees that today's harvest is still lying on the ground. He squats down to pick up two or three of them. A smell of tempting body fragrance rushes into his nose. The stronger the fragrance is, Joana squats beside him and picks them up with him.

Liu Zetong had an eye on the red and white plain building. When he got up, Jonah gave him the rice ticket. He found that there were many rice tickets in Jonah's hand. At this time, his vigilance was completely lowered and he looked at Jonah's pretty face a little evasively.

"You... You are

Liu Zetong couldn't speak any more. After a few words, Joana's eyes filled with tears.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I'm afraid."

Looking at the pretty and poor Joana, Liu Zetong's big man's mind sprang up. He looked up into Joana's tearful eyes and said aloud:

"You tell me, what are you afraid of, I'll help you solve the problem

"No, no, no... I can't trouble you... I just want to hide for a little while and wait for him to calm down

"He?"

Liu Zetong's heart flashed a word, a fiery heart, such as falling ice cellar.

"He's not good to you?"

Liu Zetong asked carefully, expecting nothing in his heart.

"Woo woo"

Liu Zetong said the same thing, and Jonah cried. Liu Zetong panicked. Seeing that Jonah was leaning against the door and was about to fall down, Fu Lingxin stepped forward, put her trembling left hand around her waist, and walked carefully to the wooden chair in front of the mahjong table.

At this time, Liu Zetong was more upright than any other gentleman. He did not dare to shake his right hand on his warm waist. His feet trembled and he sent her to the chair to sit down. He was very angry.

"Thank you..." Jonah raised her pretty face to thank Liu Zetong, with tears on her face.

"Can you tell me?"

Liu Zetong hurriedly poured a glass of water and carefully put it in front of Qiao Na. Qiao Na showed him a smile, with tears still hanging on her face, which made Liu Zetong's heart ache.

Qiao Na tells a story that Liu Zetong listens to. Her daughter, a university professor, wandered in the last days and was sold to a leader of a small force. After she got her, the leader of a small force was distressed to buy her food and beat and scold her every day. Today, the little leader lost, so she would take her out on the spot and hide here.

"I'm so scared... You see..." Jonah opened her collar and saw a smooth, greasy white, with several green marks on her snow-white skin.

Those fleeting green marks stabbed Liu Zetong's heart. At the same time, the whiteness also made his brain congested. As soon as his nose was hot, the nosebleed came out.

"Ah... So much blood

Joana takes out her handkerchief and carefully wipes Liu Zetong's nosebleed. Liu Zetong cradles her neck and asks Joana to wipe it for him. Her eyes stare at the gully on her chest.

"How many catties of rice did he buy you?"

Liu Zetong was resolute and unquestionable.

"It was 1000 Jin of rice at that time. A few days ago, he said that he would sell me. He said that he would do it for 800 Jin. I was so afraid."

"Touch"

Liu is the same palm row on the mahjong table, a piece of nine turn round son fell to the ground, crisp sound.

"One thousand jin, I'll take it"

Looking at Jonah's pitiful eyes, Liu Zetong quickly added: "I don't want to buy you back to do anything else, I just want to help you..."

At this time, Joana's eyes flashed a glimmer of satisfaction, and her face showed gratitude. She put her arms around Liu Zetong's waist and repeatedly said thanks, He also said that he must repay him.

At the moment, Liu Zetong's heart is full and full of Jonah. He feels the warmth of his chest carefully and connects Jonah with his bed in his mind.

"Let's go... Let's go out and find him. I'm going to buy you now..."

Liu Zetong tentatively leads Qiao Na's weak and boneless hand. Qiao Na stares at him deeply and places her head heavily.

When they came out of the door, Jonah looked around and said carefully:

"He... He may not find me, go back first, or... Next time..."

Liu Zetong couldn't wait for a minute. He released Joana's little hand, looked into her eyes and said:"Come on, let's go straight to him..."

They left the camp and went to the gathering place. Along the way, Liu Ze kept on telling bad jokes, which made Joana laugh and cry. She finally knew that it was very difficult to pretend to laugh.

Just after walking into the enclosure of the gathering place, the two sacks were photographed from behind. In the twisting room, the sacks were dragged into the van parked on one side.

When Liu Zetong was drowned in the darkness, he almost peed his pants, wriggled and tried to break free. He didn't stop struggling until he was severely kicked. In the agony of extreme fear, he was thrown into the carriage in a bag. The huge impact made him hum.

In the turbulence, he felt the car body stop, and then he was dragged on the ground. He didn't know how far he had been dragged. The sack was untied. Just as he poked his head out, he saw the black roof.

The light in the room is not strong. The light source comes in from outside the door. It is only slightly bright at the door. The more you get into the room, the more dark it is. When the wooden door is closed, the more dark it is in the room. It is almost invisible.

The "wipe... Lighter" emits flames, which ignite a candle. The dim flickering light fills the room. Liu Zetong squints his eyes to find out the figures hiding in the dark.

There were three people in the room, two standing and one sitting. The man sitting was a middle-aged man, half of his face was scratched by old scars, one eye was gone, and he was pale.

"Lord bear... You know who I am... You can't move me

At Liu Zetong's side, Joana called out. She also squatted in the sack. Her horsetail was scattered and disheveled. Half of her pretty face was covered by the light of the dim flickering candle, showing a bit of ghost.

Xiong Yeh didn't answer. He glanced at Liu Zetong with his last eye and gave him a scornful smile. Then he stared at Liu Zetong fiercely. Liu Zetong was watched by the fierce man who was 1.6 meters tall when he sat down. Liu Zetong only felt a hot current rolling out of his crotch.

"Want to die or want to live?" The cold Mandarin came out of xiong Ye's mouth.

"Think... Think..."

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