One hundred and ninety-five
In the dead of night, there were only five ships on the already uninhabited river, and the bloody gas on the deck was blown by the river wind, coupled with the incense powder sprinkled by the Yu family, it had disappeared without a trace------ just like the fight in the first half of the night, it dissipated cleanly, as if it had never happened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
But at this moment, Lin Sheng couldn't act as if it hadn't happened, he spit out a mouthful of heavy bloody saliva in his mouth, and intuitively wanted to raise his hand to wipe the blood foam on his mouth, but he couldn't do anything----- he was hanging on the boat with his hands tied at the moment, his body was hanging in the air and rubbing the water surface and was carried away by the boat, he couldn't help but shiver when the wind blew, and his body was so wet and frozen that he couldn't help but yawn several times, but until he was almost unconscious, no one came to pay attention to him.
The sun came out, his clothes were finally blown by such a big river breeze, and they were baked by the sun and half wet and half dried on his body, and the wounds on his arms that were accidentally hooked by the barbs were red, swollen and itchy, but he couldn't even rub them, the whole person was so uncomfortable that he wanted to die directly, he heard people walking back and forth on the upper deck, his head was raised vigorously, and he could barely see the solemn dart masters standing guard intently.
The owner of this ship is not as powerless and easy to deal with as the noble man said, he is simply a demon! All his brothers were kidnapped, but he was the only one who was hung alone in this boat, half-dead, worse than dead.
It was getting dark again, and the dart masters on deck finally had a time to loosen, and they drank and ate meat with their bowls in their hands, and the smell of the food drifted down the wind to the tip of his nose, causing his stomach to rumble violently.
He gritted his teeth, but the hunger in his stomach was even worse, almost as if his intestines were empty, and the feeling of being empty and empty forced people to go crazy, and he shivered again as soon as the cold wind passed, and vaguely only felt that his face was red by the wind, and his head was sullenly painful.
He couldn't stand it anymore, he was still waiting for them to torture him, but looking at this situation, by the time they came, he would have already starved to death and froze to death...... He opened his mouth and shouted hard, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't shout, as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat was as painful as a knife cut------ it was blown by the cold wind that blew for a day and a night, he pedaled on the side of the ship, and shook his head desperately, and his whole body hit the board with inertia and made a thumping sound.
But still no one paid attention to him, the sun was gradually sinking in the west, the wind on the river was getting stronger and stronger, and he was more and more panicked, this area was their territory, passenger and cargo ships had to be diverted when they arrived here, and there would be no other ships around, if they hung themselves like this for a few days, I am afraid that even his life would be gone, he was ruthless, shouting again and again, and using his body to hit the board of the ship to make a noise.
It was completely dark, and there was finally movement above, and he opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel that the person was suddenly lifted on the Internet, and his body, which had long been unconscious, was thrown heavily on the board of the boat with a loud bang, just like when he picked up the head of the person and threw it into the water at will.
He finally opened his eyes and regained his clarity----- he couldn't wait for death in such a daze, there must still be a chance, as long as there was a glimmer of life, he had to live, he had to fight.
His arms seemed to be useless, he couldn't even lift them himself, and he was still spinning in place after moving for a long time, and it was extremely difficult to even stand up.
Fortunately he didn't bother for long, and soon he was picked up with one hand by the fierce man who had taken him and threw it on the bow of the ship, where several lanterns had been lit.
The wind had been blowing for so long and his stomach had been hungry for so long, and his forehead was already hot, but at this moment, he didn't care about it, and stared intently at the people who came out of the aisle----- these people were the key to his life and death.
He knew that the nobleman asked him to deal with a little girl, but he never thought that this little girl was the one who decided his life and death, he thought that it should be the Huang Yiping with the officers and soldiers, and no matter how bad it was, it should be Zhou Guard, but what appeared in front of him was really a girl who looked at the cardamom.
He swallowed with difficulty, and then saw the girl open her mouth and ask him, "Who ordered you to come?" ”
Lin Sheng also wanted to talk about the conditions, no matter what, he should also talk about the conditions.
But he only hesitated for a moment, and the pockmarked face came up and kicked him hard, although he didn't feel it much, but he clearly heard the click of the bending of the leg bones.
This little girl...... Lin Sheng's mind was a little sluggish, and he struggled to move forward: "Let it go..... Leave me alone......" His voice was so hoarse that he felt like he was dying.
Song Chuyi smiled, and sat down on the round stool that the next person moved over: "You tell me first, who instructed you to kill me, I can think about it." ”
Lin Sheng lay on the board of the boat and looked up at her with some difficulty, his eyes rolled for a long time, he now has no capital to negotiate terms with others, this little girl looks smiling, but the smile is not in her eyes at all------ this is not a person who is willing to bargain with others.
His lips moved, and with a glimmer of hope, he told her in a hoarse voice, "Yes...... It's Chen Bin...... Mr. Chen......"
Chen Bin, a member of the Chen family, is currently the protector of Jinzhou.
Sure enough, it was inseparable from the Chen family, the Chen family just thought of her death, the smile on Song Chuyi's lips became deeper and deeper, and she nodded lightly at Ma San, and Ma San carried Lin Sheng away like a sack.
Lin Sheng didn't even have a chance to say a word more, and watched Song Chuyi disappear from sight as a small dot, and he panicked after realizing it.
Qingtao came up to help her, biting her lip and being a little indignant: "What does the Chen family want to do?!" Even the water bandits, they dare to collude......"
The Chen family, who dared to help Zhou Weiqi move King Gong of Yangzhou, was certainly not small.
But this incident probably has nothing to do with Mrs. Chen, if Mrs. Chen makes a move, it will not be such a small fight. This is more like the handwriting of the woman in the back house, Song Chuyi thought of a little rouge mole between her eyebrows, naturally with the pitiful Chen Mingyu, and the old lady Chen who threw out Tang Mingzhao's marriage to the second young master of the Shen family for Chen Mingyu, smiled sarcastically. (To be continued.) )