Thirteen heard the sound of talking outside, made a silent gesture, and whispered: "Sister, someone is coming, mine left first, it will be miserable to be found, I will come to see you another day." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

With that, Thirteen tiptoed behind the door and made a silent gesture to me.

I nodded knowingly, my head hanging slightly, and my long messy hair covered half of my face, looking like a half-dead female ghost.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the dim light reflected two long figures on the ground.

The figure slowly moved in my direction, accompanied by the sound of falling footsteps.

In the blink of an eye, one reached over and lifted the long hair that covered my face, and the other approached me with an oil lamp.

I subconsciously squinted at the sudden approach of the light, and turned my head sideways to avoid the glare light.

"Yo! are you still alive?" exclaimed the man with the lamp.

The other person responded: "Life is quite hard!"

While the two were talking, I caught a glimpse of the thirteenth who was hiding behind the door and slipped out of the torture chamber without the two of them checking.

Originally, I was worried about Thirteen earlier, afraid that he would be discovered, but now my heart has finally fallen.

"Since you're alive, let's go with our brothers. As I spoke, one of us began to untie my three-finger-thick chain.

The chains made a "clatter, clatter, clatter" sound between his movements.

The other man with the oil lamp urged impatiently, "You should hurry up!

When the man who unchained the chain heard this, the movements of his hands froze, and I said a little angrily: "It's light, or you come!"

The man with the oil lamp was just talking, and immediately changed his tone and said, "Come on, don't be verbose, hurry up, the Dharma protector is still waiting!"

When the other person heard this, he glanced at him and began the original action in his hand, and quickly unraveled it.

After a while, all the chains "snapped" and fell to the ground.

Without the support of the pillar, my whole body went limp, and I collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

"You, where are you taking me?" I asked weakly, and the wounds all over my body began to tear and ache again.

Before I could say anything, the man with the oil lamp laughed lewdly, and his eyes were full of obscenity, "Of course I took you to 'enjoy happiness', haha!"

I listened to the "happiness" that came out of his mouth, and there was a strange taste. I couldn't help but feel nervous, why don't you want to punish me with some capital punishment again!

Thinking about it, I raised my left hand to support it on the ground, and struggled to support myself, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stand up.

Seeing that I was struggling to move, the two brothers grinned, "Be honest if you are injured like this, let our brothers help you." ”

As he spoke, he rudely dragged me up from the ground, pulling at the wound in the process, and grinning in pain.

"Big brother, you don't pity the jade!" the man who unchained the iron quipped to the man with the oil lamp.

Who knew that when his eldest brother heard this, he first glanced at him, and then reprimanded: "Twenty-one, don't beat your crooked eyes, if you want to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, it will not be our brother's turn." Be careful to speak, don't let these words fall into the ears of the Dharma Protector, otherwise we won't know how to die. ”

I listened, and I didn't understand what the two guys were talking about, and the only thing I understood was the name of the man who unchained the chain.

"Oh, got it. I'll be careful when I talk in the future. You said that she ...... this Dharma protector" Before Twenty-One finished his words, he was glared at by his eldest brother and shut up stupidly.

Twenty-one and his eldest brother set me up and dragged me out of the torture chamber as they had brought me in the morning.

The night is four, and the lights are on. The big red lanterns hung under the eaves, and the wind swayed back and forth.

The house was very quiet, and the shadows of several trees in the courtyard were swaying, and the branches stretched out in all directions, and a few lonely leaves hung on it, like a hanged man, swaying in the wind.

The wind blew through my wounds, like a sharp blade on me, and the sweat from my forehead fell one by one.

This time, the two brothers took me to a side room, which was very simple, with a small bed, a square table, and a few low stools.

The moment I saw the bed, I had only one thought in my mind, which was to lie down and sleep well, but reality always couldn't accommodate this little bit of beautiful imagination.

They had just taken me into the room with their front feet, and the Dharma Protector led five or six black-clothed men into the room.

Those big men, their eyes were straight, their eyes were lewd, and their salivating appearance taught me to feel cold, and an ominous premonition came to my heart.

"Thirty-seven, twenty-one, you stand down!"

When the two brothers heard the Dharma Protector's order, they respectfully replied, "Yes!" and then saluted the five or six big men and retreated.

It turns out that the brother of twenty-one is called thirty, thirty-seven twenty-one, these two names are very funny, if it was left in normal times, I would have heard it laughing, but if I am still in the mood to laugh, then I must be lacking in heart.

Leaving the strength of the two brothers to support me, my body was weak again, but fortunately I reacted in time, and my left hand was propped up on the table so that I did not fall to the ground.

I looked at the Dharma Protector and the few people behind her vigilantly, and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to do?"

When the Dharma Protector heard this, he burst out laughing. After a moment, he turned to look at the big men, and asked with a smile: "People ask you what you want to do?"

When several big men heard this, they all smiled lewdly, a scarred face, the corners of their mouths were pulled, revealing a row of yellow teeth, and they were disgusting when they looked at it.

"Of course, let the little beauty 'enjoy' you, otherwise what else do you think we can do?"

Listening to his words, I could guess a few points, and my heart felt sick, today, even if I die, I will not let them stain their innocence.

I moved backwards little by little, and with each move I used all my strength, and my face was already wet with sweat, as if it had just been washed.

"Beauty, you don't have the strength, do you? Why don't our brothers help you?"

As he spoke. A few people looked at me.

"Look at this scarred body, dirty, dirty. This weak little appearance, the more painful the ravage, the more I like it. ”

"Hahaha......"

Seeing this posture, the Dharma Protector smiled evilly on his face under the hood, "I'll leave it to you here, don't let people die!"

A few people nodded, and they responded with their mouths, so that the Dharma protector could rest assured.

The Dharma Protector nodded, his eyes glancing at me, and I could feel the hatred through the hood, and my body trembled.

The Dharma Protector retreated, closing the door by the way.

The five of them approached me with a lewd smile, and the air was filled with the smell of **.

"Don't come, or I'll die before you. "As soon as I looked at them, if they took one step closer, I bit my tongue and killed myself.

"Yo! don't, the brothers haven't started yet, let's die, where are we going to have fun!" Scarface said, saliva running down the corners of his mouth.

Before I could even react, Scarface quickly stuffed something like a handkerchief into my mouth, and there was a smell of bad breath.

I retched with disgust, and the next moment, my hands were imprisoned behind me by Scarface, unable to move.

"Mmmm......" I writhed and struggled.

"Haha, stop struggling, it's useless!" Scarface's breath hit his earlobe, and if I couldn't kill him at this moment, I would die myself.

But right now, it seems like I can't do both.

"Haha, big brother, you should hurry up, brothers are still waiting!"

Before the other finished speaking, Scarface smiled evilly, and I was thrown onto the bed with the force of my hand, colliding with the hard bed board, making a muffled "thump" sound, and tears welled up in my eyes.

In the next second, Scarface was bullied and pressed up.

"Hmm......" I struggled desperately, tears kept sliding down the corners of my eyes, today's humiliation, if he didn't do it one day, I would have broken their bodies into thousands of pieces.

Oh, while struggling, I only heard the sound of "hissing" clothes being torn, and I only felt a cold in my chest, and the pain from the wound was about to drown me.