Chapter 343

One side of the people suddenly laughed, "ha ha, you cheap / people, all know you like men, so you still like so tender?"

The wretched man laughed again, "tender enough flavor."

Xi Muqiao vigilantly slightly back, but behind is the pillar, he has no place to hide.

"Mom, if I had known that, it would be better to let you have a good time just now, ha ha."

Another dialect accent, swearing, "Cao, you don't play too much, kill us, but we can't get any money!"

The skinny man scolded, "Mom, what are you afraid of? Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. We have brought these two cubs in ice and snow. If you can't eat well or sleep well, you can't taste some sweetness."

"Cut, Zhao Wu, you think you like Shang men as much as you do. I like women, but that girl is half dead."

"If you like, you can come. You have never seen a man or a man when you are so big. Look at this little boy. The rich people raise different things. They are delicate and tender."

The boy tightly pursed his unconscious lower lip, and his shadowy eyes coldly fixed on the man in front of him.

Zhao Wu, a man named Zhao Wu, pinched his rough fingers heavily on his chin and cursed, "Damn it, what are you looking at? I'll make you comfortable and comfortable in a moment!"

The people next to him began to yell, "hurry up!"

"Can you move quickly, brother, wait to see the play!"

Zhao Wu laughed again and rubbed his hands. "What's so urgent? I can't do it in the snow."

With that, he grabbed the boy's clothes and dragged him to the mat.

Next to the people laugh, "Yo, you are very particular about it!"

The man's had begun to untie the young man's belt, but his hands and feet were tied in front of him, and his body was numb with cold. There was no chance of resistance at all.

Just when he thought he was doomed

"What are you doing?"

The man who untied his belt was yanked back and kicked to one side.

"Do you know who he is? Dare you do this to our young master!" The leading man kicked several feet on Zhao Wu's stomach, and Zhao Wu's howling like a pig sounded instantly.

He forced his head to look at it. It was his four bodyguards.

There's a lot of good people out there

"You scum are not worthy of our young master

Zhao Wu was beaten, and his accomplices were not willing to roll their sleeves. How could some hooligans compare with professionally trained bodyguards and be knocked to the ground in an instant.

Several bodyguards quickly put Xi Muyan on the cotton pad. The leading bodyguard helped Xi Muqiao up and buckled his belt with shaking hands.

"Young master, I'm sorry, I know we should die, but we can't help it. The whole family's lives are in the hands of others. The Xi family treats us well, but we do something worse than a pig and a dog. We will do it for you in the next life."

With that, several bodyguards knelt down and kowtowed three times to Xi Muqiao.

The next time, the four bodyguards didn't dare to leave, and stayed by the side of ximuqiao brothers and sisters, changing them into their own dry coats.

They opened the rope and wound it like this. Simuccio did not have the strength to escape.

Next, the boy just hugged his sister tightly in his arms, his delicate little face was tight, and he didn't say a word.

Finally, after two long hours, Xi Lu Cheng finally came.

But no one thought, just as they were walking towards the seat, the mobile phone rang.

"What, Jingjing is in the emergency room. OK, OK, I'll be right away." He looked at the box in his hand. "I have money, I have money!"

Xi Lu looked at a pair of children who were injured all over, clenched their fists tightly and struggled all over their faces.

Finally, he said, "I can't give you the money. I'll ask the Xi family to send money again."

Xi Muqiao's eyes were dim, and he stepped back in disbelief. His voice was hoarse as if he had been ground by sand. "Dad --"

the mobile phone rang again. Xi Lucheng looked at Xi Muqiao, his face was full of heartlessness, "Muqiao, you will be ok."

He thought in his heart that there was an ambush outside

"Xi, Lu, Cheng!" The cold sound squeezed out of the cleft teeth of the boy.

The man in front of a foot meal, after all or left.

Finally, the rescue workers arrived, the boy's face was as gray as death, but a pair of dark eyes were dim.

Xi Muqiao didn't let anyone help him. He was cold cast, holding his comatose sister. He was injured and staggered into the ambulance.

Because of this, the Xi family was in chaos. The old man fell ill and his grandson was seriously injured. He needed a psychologist. So, the old lady personally ordered to drive Xi away from the Xi family

After hearing this, Qiao Mu has already shed tears.

She sobbed and asked, "so, the man who kidnapped you is the second uncle, right?"Simuccio was stiff and nodded in the end.

Fourteen years later, this is the first time that he told people what happened at that time. The thorn buried in the bottom of his heart began to poke upward from the bottom of his heart. The unhealed scar was opened again and drenched with blood.

Qiao Mu went to shake his hand and found his big hand cold.

She suddenly thought that Grandma had said that ximuccio was a poor child and that he had psychological problems

She called him softly, "simuccio."

The man touched his face and pulled his lips rigidly, "I'm fine."

She could feel the subtle tremor / tremor of his body.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu's heart was broken.

It has always been light and light, and can do anything like Superman Xi Muqiao, but also some of the weakest places.

She couldn't imagine how a teenager would feel if she had to protect her sister, be beaten, humiliated, spiritually devastated and abandoned by her father.

She was half kneeling, to embrace his cold body, cheek close to his cheek, "it's OK, you have me, you have grandma, Ma, Yan Yan Jingqian, and Mu Che's face."

The man was silent and buried in her neck.

Suddenly, Qiao Mu a shake, she felt the warmth in the neck.

He, crying

Qiao Mu's heart seems to be thousands of fine needles, densely poked, the same, thin and continuous pain, a heart sad about to die.

When a man raises his head, he can only see that his eyes are red.

He held her small face and kisses her mouth. "It's late. I'll go to wash and bathe. I'll go to sleep first."

Qiao Mu holds his big hand in the backhand, the big black and white eyes are suffused with Yingying water, "I wait for you."

"Good!"

Sleeping close to two o'clock in the morning, Xi Muqiao didn't feel sleepy at all. The little woman in her arms was also sleeping uneasily, turning over constantly, frowning and talking in her sleep.

There was no class in the morning, and the three girls didn't get up. Xi Muqiao felt sleepy only when it was getting light. He hugged Qiao Mu and made up for an early morning sleep.

He has decided.

There is really no need to be merciful to the second uncle.

He touched his scales