In the house, Wentian put Max and Rimon on the sofa, and personally cooked two bowls of clear soup for the two of them to drink, which moved the two of them to tears, almost choked up, and shook Wentian's head.

After settling the two of them, Wentian walked to the courtyard, looked at Nobuko Mita, who was still kneeling there, and thought about the physical condition of Max and Rimon, so he said lightly: "What is the phone number of that Sato kid, I will call him to pick you up." ”

Nobuko Mida kowtowed to Wentian again, "Please take me!"

Wentian didn't expect that she hadn't given up yet, she couldn't help but be a little annoyed in her heart, snorted coldly, and walked back, looking at the three guys kneeling in front of the villa in the past two days, such a big gift made Wentian uncomfortable, and now she was a little irritable in her heart.

After another two days, Max and Rimon were already very strong, and now they have almost recovered, so they surrounded the heavens, the master in front of the master, the master after the master, and the affectionate screams, which annoyed the heavens.

And Nobuko Mita's physical strength has reached the limit, and her body, which was originally stable, is now swaying from side to side, crumbling, her lips are already chapped and bleeding, her face has become ugly, her hair is dry, the pupils of her eyes are sometimes large and small, and the focal length is sometimes gathered and scattered.

The whole person has been haggard to the point of no addition, the whole body has lost a lot of weight, the original slender and beautiful body is now skinny and bone, even the knee kneeling on the ground has been bloody, so it is not miserable, her body and mind are now only supported by the last bit of strong will!!

Wentian's accomplices, together with the newly recruited apprentices Max and Rimon, couldn't stand it anymore, and ran to plead one after another, Wentian's brows were furrowed, and the irritability and depression these days were knotted in his heart, so he didn't feel uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help but throw his hands out of the villa door and go to the city to seek a drunk......

Wentian's companions tried to move Nobuko Mida into the house several times, but they were stopped by Nobuko's gently shaking hands and a slight voice: "I...... Still...... Yes...... Solid...... Hold...... Division...... Tutor...... Answer...... Should...... Finish...... I...... Just...... Rise...... Come ......"

A beauty, a beautiful woman who is only slightly inferior to Dongfang Yuyan, Ling Xiaoyun, and Dieyi Allure has not eaten or drunk these days, and has become this person who is not like a human being, and a ghost is not like a ghost.

And what will happen when you get to the outside question??

It was already late at night, Wentian walked out of a bar with loud music, and the smell of alcohol made the already few passers-by dodge one after another, although Wentian drank a lot of wine, his mind was still sober, his steps were still steady, and his body did not shake at all;

Wentian took a breath of wine, drunk a few mosquitoes flying in the night sky, and walked slowly on the monotonous sidewalk with irritability and anxiety; under the strong illumination of the street lamp, a gust of wind blew, and the shadows of the trees cast on the ground were like a group of demons dancing with their teeth and claws, and they became more and more hideous and terrifying in the empty night.

There were not many people on the road, and the charming canopy had been covered by a thick and heavy black cloud at some point, and a gust of night wind blew past him, and he keenly felt the humidity in the air increase on his face.

The night insect chirped vigorously, as if to squeeze out the last bit of energy in his body, and the loud sound was like a symphony, one after another, but in Wentian's ears, it was noisy, and he was upset and annoyed.

"Help!" a faint cry for help came from an alley in front, the passers-by who heard the call immediately quickened their pace, hurriedly left the alley nearby, in a blink of an eye, this street is already empty except for asking the sky, these days the people in the urban area of Macao have become frightened birds, the slightest sound of something wrong will disappear without a trace, all of this makes Wentian frown, a burst of discomfort in his heart, and sighs: The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient.

Although the voice of shouting for help was low, it was a shock in Wentian's ears, and there was no place to vent the irritability in his heart, but he didn't expect to encounter this incident at this time, so Wentian hurriedly stepped forward and turned into the dark alley.

After a dozen steps along the alley, turn left again! Enter a dead end, the alley can only accommodate three people walking side by side, and the middle is also full of garbage cans, which makes the narrow alley even narrower, and the smell of garbage fills the air, attracting a large number of flies to constantly call for the rise and fall of the coil.

With the occasional leaking dim light, Wen Tian saw the situation at the end of the alley, his face sank, and he walked slowly.

At the end of the alley, seven or eight big men were surrounded there, and only one of them could hear an annoyed evil smile and said:

"Run, you run again, ***, cheap woman, let me tell you, as long as it is a woman who has entered our flower language club, no one has ever run away, ***, you are good, you dare to run." When he scolded here, he greeted and said, "Brothers, bring this slut back for me, and teach her a good lesson when I go back!"

The seven or eight big men laughed lewdly, and one of them stepped forward to put the woman in a sack, but the woman no longer resisted as if she had died, but shouted in a cold tone full of unforgettable hatred:

"You scumbags, there will be retribution, there will be retribution!" The voice was poignant and sad, piercing the quiet night sky, it was an indictment of fate, a resentment against God, making those who heard it sad and those who heard it wept.

The bodies of several big men were stunned, and their hearts trembled, and the big man who took the lead turned ugly and roared:

"***, you rice bucket, hurry up and stuff her. Retribution? Hmph, damn it, even if there is retribution, you slut can't see it. ”

"Really?" a low and cold voice sounded behind them, and at the same time, a cold and murderous aura was like the ubiquitous cold wind of winter, permeating and shuttling around the big men, enveloping and oppressing their bodies and minds.

The bodies of those big men trembled, under the pressure of the sudden powerful and gloomy murderous aura behind them, their backs tightened, the cold in their hearts came out, their hands and feet did not obey the call, Ren cold sweat blurred their eyes, they did not dare to move at all, they usually did too much fierce and evil and lack of virtue, they began to be afraid, afraid, and now there is only one thought left in their minds, that is:

Could it be that retribution is coming?

The woman who was surrounded in the middle was stunned when she heard the voice, and her heart, which was already ready to fight to death, suddenly recovered, and she looked up in surprise and tried to look into the dark alley behind those big men, trying to see clearly what the people were like! But with her ordinary eyes, she could only see a black figure standing there, a pair of cold and sharp eyes emitting a divine light like electricity.

"Humph!"

In a cold snort from Wentian, he had already made a move, and he didn't care about the mentality of the big men who had been overwhelmed by the power of his innate true qi, he was now only aware that his mood was very unhappy, and those people on the other side were not good, such a reason was enough.

It was like a strong tornado hitting the alley, and when Wentian rushed into the group of big men, the bodies of the big men were like a school of fish fished out of the water by a fishing net, splashing and colliding everywhere on the left and right walls, and after a dense chaotic sound, they all fell to the ground, leaving only unconscious pain after being unconscious*.

If it weren't for the mercy of Wentian's subordinates, I'm afraid no one would still be angry, Rao is like this, those big men are still very seriously injured, and I am afraid that he will not be able to get up if he does not lie in bed for a month or two.

It only took three seconds for Wentian to stand in front of the woman from the time he made his move, and a series of dazzling changes stunned the woman, and he asked in a daze, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

"It's human!" replied Wentian very seriously.

"Oh!ah! I'm sorry, thank you, thank you for saving me!" the woman replied, thanking her in a flat tone, although she looked very grateful.

The woman looked to be twenty-two or three years old, and although her hair was messy and her face was haggard, she had bright eyes and bright teeth, and her face was delicate, and she looked very delicate and lovely.

"What's your name, why are you being chased by them?" Although Wen Tian's tone was plain, there was an irresistible majesty.

"My name is Sophie, I escaped from them?" When Sophie mentioned the reason why she was being chased, her face became extremely sad and angry, and she stared at the big men lying on the ground with resentment, and pleaded in a cold tone that was cold to the listener's heart: "This ...... Sir, I want to kill these scumbags, is that okay?"

When Wentian heard that she had escaped, he couldn't help but be a little angry for a moment, and said secretly: "In this world, apart from prisons, what other places need to escape, do those scum set up a private torture hall?" Then, he heard Sophie's extremely resentful and cruel tone saying that he was going to kill those people.

Wen Tian looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, as if she had a common enmity with those big men, watching her look at the eyes of those big men full of destruction and murderous intent, and then thinking of the "foul language" of those big men before, he already faintly understood in his heart, so he was relieved, looked at the other party's eyes, and said lightly: "Give me a reason to kill them!"

Wentian's tone was already very clear, as long as he gave him a reason to kill, Sophie could do what she wanted to do, Sophie bit her lower lip and lowered her head gloomily, her hands were clenched tightly, her nails pierced into her palms, and she tried to calm down her trembling body before she said coldly:

"They are human traffickers, despicable and shameless human traffickers, human traffickers who have no conscience, human traffickers who are not tolerated by heaven and earth!"

The traffickers who gritted their teeth in a row can imagine how much Sophie resents these scumbags:

"In the mainland, there is a trafficking syndicate that sells women, and they abduct and transport good-looking women from the mainland to the Macao Flower Language Society by means of cheating, deception, deception, kidnapping, and so on, and then the Macao Flower Language Society sells these women abroad to make huge profits.

In the past, I didn't know what the fate of those women was, but among the dozen or so women in our group, two women with strong personalities had been humiliated and killed by their scum because they had scolded them and tried to escape, and none of us women could escape their humiliation,"

Speaking of this, Sophie bit her lower lip in humiliation, and the lower lip slowly oozed blood, and only after stabilizing the following emotions did she continue to speak:

"It was very common to be beaten and scolded, we could only endure it, we could only swallow the knocked out teeth into the stomach with tears and blood, and one of them had become crazy due to humiliation, and then I didn't know where those scum had gone, I guess she must not have escaped the miserable fate, because those scum couldn't let a living person out, and it was a burden to keep a madman, so ...... , I finally ran out today, if I hadn't met you, I'm afraid my fate would be the same as those dead sisters. ”

Speaking of the back, her tone became more and more bottom, colder and colder, and gradually became hollow and numb, without even shedding a single tear, as if she was telling the story of a woman who had nothing to do with her. Wen Tian secretly sighed: From now on, there is another ruthless and indifferent woman in the world!