The light of the iron guard knife flashed, and the iron chain with the thickness of the wrist broke in response, and Su Huan, who was damp and rotten, was disgusted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Several iron guards, the speed was blocked in front of Su Huan, and they were in a tight formation. It was as if something terrible was going to burst out of that room.

But the truth is, it's quiet.

Su Huan cautiously moved to the door, and the moonlight shone into the house like water.

Su Huan exclaimed in surprise and took a few steps back.

Several of the guards beside her also frowned deeply - this is too evil!

The place where the moonlight shines is dirty, and there are several ragged little guys lying horizontally, all of them are thin and skeletons, with a pair of big empty eyes, like ghosts in the abyss, lifeless.

In the corner, there were several unclothed corpses, which looked younger. The pale moonlight shone down, and the scars on their bodies became even more hideous, and even the guards couldn't bear to look at them.

There are also prostitutes in Beijing, but it is the first time I have seen such a tragic death. Several iron guards, accustomed to life and death, all clenched their sword hilts, were furious.

Previously, Su Huan also felt that he didn't like Yan Junxiong and was suspected of discrimination. Now, it seems that my instinct is correct.

Yan Junxiong, he is not only bad, he is simply a pervert.

All the people in this room are just children, and he's, he's ......

To call him a brute is to insult the word "brute".

"Save, save, save our ......"

A child struggled to crawl out of the darkness, covered in a foul stench that only his eyes could see.

Su Huan trembled and looked down, one of the iron guards, hesitating whether to kick people away, Su Huan quickly escaped.

She wasn't afraid, she wasn't disgusted. She just couldn't bear it anymore, she was afraid that if she looked at it any longer, she would throw it up.

With his back to everyone, he commanded in a trembling voice, "Go in and see, there are a few still alive, put on our car, and take them all away." ”

After saying that, she didn't dare to stay any longer and fled back to the house.

The singing and dancing in the main hall was in full swing, Yan Junxiong's little careful thinking, Xian Yushu didn't pay attention to it at all, eating Western wine, watching the singing and dancing, and letting Yan Junxiong serve himself carefully and diligently.

Rarely enjoying the appearance, Yan Junxiong is even more sure in his heart - he must also be interested in himself.

This kind of thing, after all, is less interesting, and what you like me is interesting.

"Try this rose donkey meat, which is a famous snack in Zhigu." Yan Junxiong was the same, and as soon as he picked up his chopsticks, a boss hurriedly came in, walked to his side, and whispered in his ear.

Xian Yushu looked at it coldly, and Yan Junxiong's face sank all the way to the bottom.

"Brother Wei sits down for a while, there is something going on, just come when you go." After saying that, turn around and leave.

Xian Yushu wondered, what's the big deal, let him lose himself and run! Thinking to himself, the man followed.

In the row house, there are seven or eight children still alive.

No matter how careless the guards of the Yan Mansion were, it was impossible to get seven or eight half-dead children out quietly.

"I'll persuade the little prime minister to turn back like this," the deputy head of the Yan Mansion led a large group of slaves, holding torches and sticks at the door, "Besides, even if the little prime minister goes out of the Yan family, he can't get out of the city." Therefore, it is better for the little minister not to be nosy. ”

He didn't take Su Huan and the others in his eyes at all, and as he spoke, he ordered, "Go and drag those few little things back for me." ”

A few round-shouldered and thick-waisted servants stepped forward with a sneer—in their opinion, those guards were all lean, and they could still hold themselves off!