"Stop!" a teenager yelled at a woman who didn't know if it was his sister or his mother. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The boy was about to slip into the shop, but when he heard it, he stopped moving. The boy turned around almost with a cry.

The woman shouted, "What have I said? You must go home at noon, what time is it?"

The young man cried and said, "I won't dare next time!"

"And next time?" the woman plucked his ears and shouted, "I don't give you some color, you always take the old lady's words as the mountain wind." Come here, get down!" She half-nudged and half-pulled him onto a bench. The young man endured the pain, obediently lay there and did not move, and shouted in his mouth: "Sister, I really don't dare next time, you can spare me!"

"Hmph!" the sister scolded, "the old lady has heard this a hundred and ten times." This time, the old lady has to look at the color, you really think that the old lady is a bodhisattva. She scolded angrily and fished out a large ruler. The board was a meter long, and the bottom of the bowl was thick. She put the ruler beside her and pulled at the belt of his trousers with her free right hand.

The young man exclaimed, "Sister, what are you going to do?" while hurriedly pulling his pants tightly with both hands.

The sister's left hand was forceful, and the young man let go of his hands with an "oops" and shouted: "Sister, you hurt me so much!"

"Do you know it hurts?" the sister pulled hard and pulled off his pants. Straight to the knee, exposing the buttocks. "I used to wear pants, so it didn't hurt to fight. This time I will fulfill you, let you taste the taste of this wrench, and see if you want to continue to be beaten in the future or go home on time honestly!"

The young man was lying on his stomach on the street, he was being pulled by his sister, and there were a few people watching the play next to him, and he was already very uncomfortable. At this time, seeing that his pants were still opened, several people in front of him stared at him directly, he was a little adult, he already knew what shame was, and there was no need to say the embarrassment in his heart. He blushed and struggled with his pants, begging for mercy: "Sister, don't, I'll just beat you with pants, don't you take it off!"

"Hmph, I don't want it yet, will you take your dirty hands away?" she slapped the ground. The boy was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but then covered his hip again. Hearing another slap on the ground, his hand retracted. He no longer dared to act rashly, but begged for mercy.

A few children laughed and looked at the boy. Behind the child, there were two girls who seemed to be very interested in the scene in front of them, and they also stopped there to watch the excitement. Only the neighbors seemed to be accustomed to their appearance and ignored them.

"Split, pat, pat, ......" is such a crisp and loud voice, it was his sister who started fighting. While beating, she also shouted and scolded: "I see that you still dare not listen to me! Look at you still running out to play crazy and not coming home! Look at you making this dirty and smelly! Look at you and that bastard boy all day long!" Mixed with the scolding, it was the young man's crying voice begging for mercy: "Oh! Sister! Don't fight! I don't dare! Oh! I'll ...... again Don't dare!Oh oh!Mom!Don't!It hurts......"

Every board seems to be full of strength, and every board is very loud. Every time she struck, the two girls blinked, and they couldn't bear to see the young man's miserable condition. With each sound, the boy frowned and screamed. He screamed and glared at the children. Those children laughed and clapped their hands at the same time: hit hard, smash it, beat it like a bastard. This made the boy's eyes widen like brass bells, and he tried to tell them to get away, and he shouted at the two women.

Because he had already been beaten, he had already entered the role of being beaten, so he had the opportunity to pay close attention to these spectators, and he was unhappy in his heart: What is there to see about me being beaten, haven't you been beaten since you were a child? But when he noticed the two of them, he was also stunned. He only looked at the two women, and the cry gradually became lower, and finally there was no sound at all, only opened his mouth and hummed there.

The sound of the wrench continued, but it was noticeably more monotonous. The sister also noticed this, and said in a coquettish voice, "Why is it silent?" and touched his buttocks, only a little red. "It doesn't seem to have been broken!" she leaned forward and looked at the young man, who grimaced at her with a hippie smile.

The sister immediately became angry, and raised the ruler to give him a few heavy blows. The young man hurriedly covered his buttocks and shouted, "Sister, wait first, you see that sister over there is so beautiful, just like a princess!"

"Hmph, the entire Luoyang City belongs to my Fourth Sister Liu, who can compare to me......" But when she just turned her eyes to the girl, her mouth was like a ruler in her hand, and it was frozen in the air. When she suddenly came to her senses, she hurriedly took a bronze mirror from the wall next to her, looked at herself, and looked at the girl again. Take it again, look at it again, a powder face that has been wiped dry and the powder that has fallen out of the powder has been photographed all over the left and right, and the girl has been seen everywhere, and the other party is hundreds of times better than her posture no matter how she looks.

And the clothes worn by Bibi and the two of them, she herself is the best white cloth skirt. The other party was dressed in silk satin, which was embroidered and made of extremely high-quality materials. The other party is wearing gold hairpins and jade, and she only has two dazzling copper earrings and copper rings.

The more she looked at it, the more she felt uncomfortable.

The young man shouted: "Sister, you don't need to take a photo, that young lady looks much better than you no matter how she looks at it." ”

His voice undoubtedly added fuel to her fire. She crossed her waist and was about to go over to take a closer look, when she had just reached the middle of the road when a carriage slowly drove in front of her.

The sister was about to let the car, but she unexpectedly saw a human head hanging in front of the car, she was stunned at first, and then when she looked closely, it was really a living human head. The result was predictable, and she immediately screamed, and jumped back into the house like an arrow like a cat that had been trampled on.

The two young girls were even worse, and they almost fainted with fright.

And the young man, who was lying on the bench, was so close to the cart that he couldn't even lift his trousers, and he jumped and fell twice in succession before hiding behind the door.

"Look! There are dead people...... Dead man's head!"

The two of them, Shade Sun and Qin Longxiu, were walking over, and they saw someone running and shouting in front of them. Pedestrians on the road surrounded one after another, and a swarm of bees sounded.

I saw that in the middle of the road, in the middle of the road, a red horse dragged a broken wooden cart and was driving towards this side. There was a man lying backwards in the car.

Of course, it is not surprising that a person is lying on such a broken car, but what is remarkable is that there is a bloody human head hanging on this broken car, the head of a living person. It was neither a bull's head nor a horse's head.

The head of the man hung on the front of the wooden cart, just around the head of the man in the cart.

The body swayed back and forth, and the head swayed back and forth with the movement of the car. The dead man's head stared at the crowd behind him with red eyes, as if he was dead. When the crowd saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim.

Some people in the crowd even looked straight at their eyes, because on this broken wooden cart, in addition to the terrifying human head, what the man was lying in the wooden cart under him was actually a cart of gold, silver, and copper plates, which was enough to pave most of the cart.

The wooden cart seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon, and it was full of wounds, and half of the corners had been cut off. The copper plate even revealed through the break. But the man lay on a cart full of gold and silver, and did not care at all.

A crystal clear pillow rested under his head, a priceless jade. He used gold and jade for his pillow, and silver for his seat.

By his side, he had a sword in his hand. The sword, like his man and his car, was very worn. The scabbard was very worn, and there was even rust on it. But the hilt of the sword is very delicate and exquisite. At the end of the hilt, there seemed to be something embedded in it, and when it reflected the light, it was a little dazzling.

He was dressed in tatters, not because his clothes were rough, but because the new cloth had been torn by something, and one by one here and there. Most of the sleeve of his arm was broken. There was a blood stain on his chest, and I don't know if it was his own blood or the blood of a dead man's head.

His hair is messy, but his face is not ugly. Although his face is a little dirty, and although his eyes are not very attentive, his appearance is still eye-catching, and the outline is quite clear when you look closely. However, there is one thing that is very direct - his expression is so desolate and desolate no matter how you look at it, which makes people feel sad at first sight.

Some people's first impression is so clear.

Most of the onlookers didn't pay attention to him, and most of them paid attention to the money he spent around him.

"--So he's the bounty killer who specializes in killing wanted criminals!"

"It's him!"

"Yes, it's him! It's this person, who has killed countless evil villains and relieved countless people's resentment, what a good person!"

"He makes a living by killing bad people, and presumably this head is also the head of that bad man. This kind of person dies well, dies right, and dies to relieve anger. ”

"But no, look at that one, it seems to be the villain Li Batian, and he is the one on the wanted notice!"

"Isn't that the case of more than a dozen lives in that mansion in the south of the city? I didn't expect that as soon as the notice came out, in less than a day, he solved this culprit that everyone hated, which is really happy!"

"Yes, this Li Batian has been bullying the good, and this time he finally cut off his head, and he really deserves retribution......"

"yes, if only there were more people like him in this world......"

- He had depressed eyes and lowered eyelids. He didn't look at the people around him who were watching and talking about him, he didn't look at the street, he just looked at the sky in front of him.

There are clouds in the sky.

He's moving, and so are the clouds. The clouds have not changed much, and neither has he changed. He was walking backwards, and the clouds were following. His eyes were on the cloud.

Behind his body, next to his head, hung the head.

In the midst of a discussion and sighing, I saw a crowd suddenly snatching it out. He knelt in front of the carriage with a "plop", and cried with tears in his eyes: "This hero, please do me a favor and help me kill this Yang Chenghuan." He just killed my whole family and raped my wife. My wife hanged herself with a grudge, and I was left with a pitiful one. I beg the hero! help! great kindness, the villain will never forget......"

He choked with breath, took out a few pieces of silver wrapped in a notice paper with "Wanted Western Regions Flying Demon Yang Chenghuan" from his arms, and cried again: "The villain's whole family has so much silver, just to ask the hero to help avenge this blood feud." Please, please, please......" But the bounty killer was silent, and as soon as he slapped the horse, he was about to leave.

The man knelt down and moved forward, and then pleaded with tears in his eyes: "Please, hero! The villain saw his whole family being killed, and his wife being raped, and his heart was like a knife, and he went up and beat him desperately, and went to sue him to no avail." I beg the hero to look at the villain's sake, if he thinks that the silver is less, and the villain still has a cheap life, he only wants to avenge this deep hatred......"

However, the bounty killer slapped the horse again, and was going to leave again. The man wept sadly: "If the hero refuses to help, he must not have seen this bit of silver in his eyes, and the villain's life will be given to you, I hope the hero can help this great favor, I thank you in advance." If the hero still thinks that the villain's whole family is cheap, it's not enough, the villain will also haunt you...... Please, good man, help me ......" he took out a knife hidden in his placket and swiped it on his neck—and his man collapsed in a pool of blood......

"Ahh

Qin Longxiu suddenly woke up after his shout, and rushed over.

Just as he was about to help him bandage his wounds, the man looked at him with difficulty, opened his mouth full of blood, and said, "You...... Don't save me, I ...... Alive...... It doesn't make sense, don't ...... ......" he looked at the sun and smiled. The sun could see that it was a bitter laugh, a smile full of gratitude. Then the man poked his head hard and looked to the side. The bounty killer just looked at him indifferently.

"You...... Help me ......" The man took a last breath and pointed at the bounty killer. However, as soon as his hand was halfway out, it fell.

He glared. He didn't blink an eye.

Looking at his deep, bleeding wound, he knew that he couldn't be saved. He looked at the scene in front of him, and he didn't know what it was like for a while.

Jean Ryu-su stood there and bowed in respect.

"It's so miserable...... Someone in the crowd was so infected by his pitiful experience and tragic shape that they wept bitterly.

"What a pathetic!"

"Someone's dead!" In the distance, several officials were rushing towards this place.

He was about to leave when a hoarse voice called out to him, "-Wait a minute!" The voice was low and hoarse, mixed with the chatter of the surrounding crowd.

When he turned around, he saw the desolate and desolate man. His cloudy, godless eyes were staring at him. As he spoke, he sat up straight.

Sunset turned to look at him and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

The man did not answer, but picked up a money bag in the car with his sword, threw it at him, and said in the same hoarse voice, "Here you are, you can help me see a doctor!" He seemed to be holding back his anger and speaking, and the voice was not only hoarse, but also strange.

He took the money bag, which was heavy and loud, obviously not small, not a small amount. Although Qin Longxiu was happy for him when he saw it, he saw the expressionlessness on the face of the sun—he didn't understand why his face suddenly became so difficult to look at.

The sun stood there, as if thinking about something. It took him a while to get close to the man, put the money bag back in his car, and said, "If you want to see a doctor, I will prescribe medicine first and then collect the money." ”

The man asked, "Where do you live?"

He looked at the head catcher behind him who had squeezed in to inspect it, and said, "Just come with me." ”

As he was about to leave, the head catcher behind him shouted, "Slow down, what's going on with you?" and he saw the head in his car at a glance.