The boy had no way to escape, his little heart was about to jump out of his throat, his legs were getting weaker and weaker, and his hands had nowhere to put them.

Suddenly, the boy swooped forward and completed Ermao's unfinished "live broadcast 'dog gnawing mud'" - he tripped over a rock, and the big hare was thrown aside.

Zhang Kun grabbed the boy like a chicken, and leaned in front of the young man's face with a black face: "Tell me, boy, why are you running?" The young man raised his eyes and saw the nose hair rolling in Zhang Kun's nostrils, and his stomach suddenly rolled, almost vomiting.

The young man used all his strength, gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the nausea, and at the same time felt deep regret for not being able to vomit Zhang Kun.

Seeing that the young man did not move, Zhang Kun glared at him with one eye, and his black face moved forward a few points, almost touching the young man's face.

The boy's goosebumps fell to the ground in an instant.

Zhang Kun snorted coldly, and all the hidden murderous aura was released: "Say it, give me a reasonable explanation." ”

The young man was oppressed by this murderous aura and sweated coldly, his face was pale, and he said in a slur manner: "I look at the hero...... A group of people were ...... Negative ...... weapons, and they are afraid...... Timidity, ...... That's why I ran. ”

"That's, what did you hear?"

"What...... What to hear what? ”

"Less garlic for Lao Tzu!" Zhang Kun impatiently raised a big hand, slapped the young man on the spot and counted the stars, looked at the other men, turned his head and signaled, "Silly six, take this doll with you, and go into the village for a while to deal with it with the people in the village." ”

Several men took out hemp ropes and tied up the boy neatly. Silly Six put the bundled young man on his shoulders and followed Zhang Kun down the mountain with the other men.

After a while, the young man finished counting the stars, and he didn't know which tendons were wrong, so he shook his head and scolded: "You thieves, what kind of heroes are you who bully me as a child, ah—not even a woman, phew!" The boy scolded and spat fiercely.

Zhang Kun didn't expect the young man to come out like this, and the corners of his eyes jumped: "Boy, I don't have much ability, but my temper is not small, I have a good temper." ”

The other men looked at the boss with a kind face, and their three views shattered - they had never seen Zhang Kun scolded and so kind.

"A group of rats, hurry up and untie the master, I am busy, and I don't have time to walk around with you." The young man seemed to have received some kind of encouragement, and became more and more arrogant, "Hey-it won't be that you are too timid to let go of the master, haha!" ”

"Noise." Zhang Kun put away the kindness for a moment, and slapped the boy to continue counting the stars.

The other men seemed to have some kind of balance in their hearts, and exchanged knowing glances with each other.

Zhang Kunqian leaned at the young man and said with a disdainful face: "Boy, you are still tender, put away your little cleverness, and be honest with Lao Tzu." After speaking, he waved his hand and led the thieves down the mountain.

The boy had counted the stars again, and this time he stopped talking nonsense, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he bit down on Silly Six's ear. The young man wanted to gamble, and he understood that these fierce men would not let him go.

Suddenly he was bitten firmly, and Silly Six was in pain, so he dropped the boy and rolled on the ground with his ears covered, and let out a pig-killing roar from his mouth.

The boy was tied up and fell straight to the ground, like a log tumbling down the steep hillside. The boy secretly rejoiced, thinking that he had made the right bet. Suddenly, with a "bang", the young man's eyes went black, he lost consciousness, his hands and feet twitched a few times, and there was no movement anymore, the rope on his body had been broken, his clothes were smashed, his coarse cloth clothes became full of holes, there was a huge bulge on the back of his head, a branch was exposed in his abdomen, and blood gushed out.

"Go and see if you're still out of breath." Zhang Kun patted a man on the back, and didn't look at Silly Liu. Zhang Kun didn't expect the boy to be a ruthless man, and he suddenly had a sense of identity with the boy in his heart. I saw the man quickly run to the young man's side, stretching out his index and middle fingers, checking the young man's snort and pulse. After the inspection, the man shook his head at Zhang Kun.

"Alright, don't worry about this kid, let's go." Zhang Kun waved his hand and took the other men down the mountain. Silly six rolled and hung behind a few men.

At the entrance of the village, two men, one tall and one short, walked slowly towards the village.

"Big brother, that's the family, the second one in the village." Manfu stretched out his thin, short arms and pointed to a courtyard.

"Let's go, let's see." Zhang Kun quickened his pace, walked to the gate of the courtyard, raised his hand to push open the gate tied by a few wooden sticks, and slowly walked into the courtyard. The courtyard was empty, the door of the house was open, and Zhang Kun walked straight into the house.

Manfu stood guard at the door with great interest. According to the message, the target was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy and a beautiful maid. Manfu knew that according to the convention, the boss had to "inspect the goods" first, and a small child would not pose any threat to the boss. Manfu guarded the door safely, looking forward to giving himself a chance to "wrap up" after the boss was done.

"What are you! Hmm......" The young woman suddenly noticed that there was a big man with a black face in the room, and screamed in horror.

Zhang Kun stepped forward suddenly, covered her mouth, pressed her to the wall, freed one hand, made a silent motion, and then made a vicious gesture on her neck.

The young woman glared and nodded vigorously.

Seeing that the young woman was interested, Zhang Kun stepped back, let go of the young woman as soon as his big hand was released, sat down on the desk in the room, and took out a portrait from his chest. The portrait shows a young woman and a baby.

The young woman straightened up her somewhat shabby coarse cloth clothes a few times, patted the dust off her body, and looked calmly at the fierce look in one eye in front of her.

"Lady, seeing that you are so handsome, why are you suffering in this poor and remote place?" Zhang Kun said casually while holding the portrait and comparing it with the young woman.

When the young woman saw Zhang Kun holding the portrait for comparison, she knew that it would be difficult to get through this time, so she quickly thought about how to report to the little boy or leave any useful clues in her heart, and at the same time kept her hands and messed up her hair three or two times, and pretended not to stand firm and fell backwards, and when she got up, she smeared her face with mud by the way.

Zhang Kun playfully watched the young woman fool herself with her hands and feet, and suddenly remembered the kid in the mountains and forests just now, and slapped his thigh suddenly: "Damn, that kid must be the baby in the portrait." Why did Lao Tzu forget this stubble, this portrait is painted thirteen years ago. ”

"What do you say! What kid? The young woman's heart sank and she couldn't help but ask. The young woman felt that the kid in front of her was probably the little boy, and the little boy had been gone for a long time and had not returned, so he had been arrested by the thief.

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became.

"Well, a kid I met in the mountains and forests rolled down the mountain and fell to his death." Zhang Kun raised his eyebrows and said leisurely.

When the young woman heard this, her legs fell to the ground, and two lines of hot tears rushed down. The young woman muttered, "It won't be a war, it won't be ......"