Ling'er's hands and feet were tied, and she couldn't move her body if she wanted to, she looked at the people next to her, these children were basically around five or six years old, the oldest of them was the girl, she was almost seventeen or eighteen years old, these children were probably abducted by these people, these people were human traffickers, it seemed that only this girl could help her loosen the tie. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Little sister, can you help me untie the rope?"

Ling'er moved to her side.

When the children saw her approaching, they all shrank straight to the girl in horror.

The girl glanced at her, and did not mean to help her, but pulled the children closer to her.

"Were you kidnapped too? Me too, can you help me solve it first?"

Under the pull just now, Ling'er's elbow was scratched, and when she raised her hand, she was pulled and her teeth were bitten in pain.

The girl saw that she seemed to be pitiful, so she said in a hoarse voice: "If I help you untie the rope, I'm afraid I won't live tomorrow."

Ling'er was about to say something, but the door opened at this moment.

The pock-faced old man walked in with a bowl of water in his hand.

"Untie it for me." Ling'er handed her hand over again.

The pockmarked face of the fourth child glared and just wanted to get angry.

"Big brother, if you don't help me untie it, how can I drink water, besides, whether you sell me or help you make money, this cripple is worthless, it's too tight, my hands are numb, and after a while, the blood can't disperse and it will be really useless." Ling'er said faintly,

Where will the kidnappers be humane, but when they hear that the money is less, it will be bad, so they help her untie it, and then put the water on the ground.

"You all be honest with Lao Tzu, otherwise your hardships will be indispensable."

After the pockmarked face Lao Si finished speaking, he glanced at Ling'er and turned to go out, and locked the door again.

Ling'er rubbed her numb hands, picked up the bowl on the ground, the water bowl was picked up from somewhere, there was something black pasted on it, there was really nowhere to put your mouth, a little good water looked cleaner, Ling'er took a deep breath, closed her eyes, picked up the bowl and drank it, it was better than dying of thirst. After drinking the water, Ling'er felt a little better, and she threw the bowl aside.

A woman on the kang was crying, not daring to cry loudly, covering her mouth with her hands, several women next to her were about thirty or forty years old, everyone's expression was numb and sluggish, no one comforted the crying woman, they also needed someone to comfort, but who could give them the best comfort? No one can guarantee what awaits them next, today is over, tomorrow is the same? Countless tomorrows, countless days and nights ravage them, and the future is dark.

Ling'er turned her gaze from the kang to the ground, the two boys who were close to her were tired and asleep, their clothes were all dirty, and they couldn't see their original appearance, and the other boy and two little girls leaned on the older girl, looking at her vigilantly.

"Little brother and sister, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm just like you, my sister told you that the police uncle will find us soon, and then he will rescue us all."

"We've been here for a week, and at the beginning, like you, I didn't believe in miracles these days."

The girl's eyes were hollow, and her face was like ashes.

"It will, at least we should have hope."

Ling'er didn't even believe what she said at the moment, leaning on the grass, looking at the traces of the sun slowly passing by the window outside the window, Ling'er's heart became cold little by little, I don't know if Luo Yanbin heard her words, even if she heard what she said, she has already changed her position now, and there is no way to give him any clues. How could he find it?

And his brother, he can't contact himself if he will find out that he has had an accident, it is about five o'clock now, and a few hours have passed.

Ling'er was frightened, and after a day of turbulence, she would lie down and fall asleep.

was sleeping soundly, I don't know what was itchy on my face, she wiped it with her hand and continued to fall asleep, why is it still itchy! Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, a man was lying in front of her and licking her cheek with his tongue, Ling'er's back was cold in fright, she yelled, raised her hand and slapped it, and hurriedly moved back.

"Stinky bitch, you dare to hit me, see if Lao Tzu doesn't tear you up today."

Only then did Ling'er see that this was the fourth child with a pockmarked face, and at this time it was already dark outside the window, and two candles were lit in the earthen kiln.

It seems that this place is very remote, otherwise how could there be no circuit, this is really over.

The pock-faced fourth stood up and walked towards Ling'er viciously.

"Don't come here, don't come here."

Ling'er clenched her arms with her hands in fear, and wanted to run, but her feet were locked, and she could only curl up in the grass.

"Stinky bitch, give you back your face, I'll let you hit me."

The pock-faced fourth man grabbed Ling'er and slapped Ling'er a few ear melons.

The corners of Ling'er's mouth were bloody, and her two faces were full of red slap prints.

"You bitch just don't fuck, let Lao Tzu ride you comfortably, hehe......"

The pockmarked face of the fourth **** said, and then pulled Ling'er and took out the key to open the anklet, threw the anklet next to him, and reached over with his big hand and began to tear Ling'er's clothes, Ling'er's shirt was originally open, and after his hand was released in the afternoon, he hurriedly buckled it tightly, and dared to swagger when he entered the wolf's den, which was looking for death.

The shirt was torn off and all the buttons were removed, and Ling'er dragged her clothes with both hands to protect her chest, but how could a girl who was still hungry be the opponent of a vicious gangster! Ling'er screamed for help and struggled, but the people next to her were very numb, as if they were used to it, it was so late, they seemed to have just eaten lunch, everyone was still eating the steamed buns in their hands, no one helped, and the children were so frightened that they hid behind the haystack.

Ling'er's hands were pressed on top of his head by his big hands, and he pressed Ling'er's legs with his legs, Ling'er couldn't struggle anymore, Mazi Face went to kiss her face, Ling'er had nothing to do and hit him with his head, Mazi Face tried a few times and didn't kiss it, so he gave up, kissed her neck directly, and then tore her vest with his hands, Ling'er, who couldn't move, stared at the roof with a pair of beautiful big eyes, and tears slipped down the corners of her eyes.

Uncle Luo, where are you? Why haven't you come to save me?

The desperate brain flashed with his domineering, doting, and helpless eyes, and many, many scenes crossed his mind, and he didn't know when he had fallen on her.

"If there is an afterlife and never meet you again in the next life, misfortune and blessing will be relied on, and blessing and misfortune will be lurking. Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular. It's a blessing and a curse. Ling'er said silently in her heart.

His hands gave up the struggle and drooped down, and suddenly a little light was added to Ling'er's gray eyes.