Chapter 1303： Be careful when you speak

Several big men didn't expect that the trick to deceive this little girl would go so smoothly, and the other party didn't have any defense against others.

They looked at each other with ecstasy flashing in their eyes, and the faces were slightly distorted.

"..."

One of the big men scratched the back of his head, always feeling that this little girl was indescribably beautiful and a little familiar at the same time.

But after thinking about it for a while, I didn't remember who it was, so I stopped thinking about it, immersed in the joy of heaven, and my heart was excited.

"..."

Yan Zhixu followed with a well-behaved face, as if he didn't notice anything wrong, but a pair of apricot eyes shone with an interesting light.

She used her spiritual power to control the phone, and the phone recording in her pocket was silently turned on.

"Uuuuuuuu..."

Jiang Yao, who was staying in the temple, heard the words outside, his pupils widened, and he tried to make a sound, trying to let the people outside hear the movement and leave.

But his mouth was covered with tape and he couldn't speak at all.

Go away, run away!

These are not good people.

"Umuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Jiang Yao continued to struggle more and more, the child's skin was already delicate, and the rope cut through the skin and spilled blood.

It was obviously painful to death, but Jiang Yao's struggling movements did not decrease but became bigger and bigger, trying to stop those who stepped into the wolf's den from outside.

Yan Zhixu followed several people all the way into the temple.

She walked in the middle, and there were people in front and behind.

As soon as we entered the temple, with a click, the gate of the temple was tightly closed.

Because no one has cleaned it all the year round, the moment the door was closed, dust was thrown up, and Yan Zhixu coughed a few times, pretending to be delicate.

The door was closed, and the sight in the temple became a little dim, but people could still be seen.

"..."

Yan Zhixu noticed Jiang Yao on the ground, and stepped back several steps, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief, "This... what's going on? Why is there a bound little boy in the temple, Are you the traffickers?"

Her voice trembled as she spoke, and she looked terrified at this moment.

This weak appearance actually stimulated the reaction of several strong men on the scene, feeling that the flames in the abdomen were rising.

The leading man didn't hide it any more, he put away the disgustingly hypocritical kindness on his face, and revealed his true nature.

"Ahaha... Little sister, you guessed wrong, we are not human traffickers, we are just ordinary people who want to kill people."

"This child has offended our employer. He is sure to die today, but you have a chance to choose. You have to think carefully about how to do it."

The man said that he looked at Yan Zhixu, his eyes were red and fruitless, and the other people laughed and showed their treacherous appearance.

"Well……"

Jiang Yao raised his head, with strong hints in his eyes, he kept shaking his head, signaling Yan Zhixu to hurry up and find a way to leave.

Auntie, run!

These people are a bunch of devils!

The big man frowned and scolded unhappily, "Be quiet, brat."

Hearing this scolding, Yan Zhixu's shoulders shook slightly, "I...you...what do you want me to do?"

Their greedy eyes fell on her.

"What else can a man and a widow share in the same room? Of course, I want you to accompany us, little sister."

"Yo, it looks very pure, I don't know if it's the "first" that doesn't understand anything."

"Damn, you think too much, second child. The more innocent people are now, the more innocent they are in their bones. This little sister may be impatient."

...

A few men laughed after speaking.

"Tsk..."

Hearing these foul words, Yan Zhixu's face showed an impatient look.

She casually raised her hand and scratched her ears, "It's better to be careful when you speak, otherwise it will pollute the little flowers of our motherland."

Yan Zhixu's sense of smell was spiritually aware of the faint smell of blood emanating from Jiang Yao's body, and his eyes turned cold.