One hundred and forty-two, the scene in the wooden house
Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang approached the wooden house that emitted a foul smell, Uncle Tong stood at the door of the wooden house for a long time, took a long breath, pushed open the door of the wooden house, and under the light of the fire, Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang saw the situation of the entire wooden house clearly. Zhang Xuan and the other four people also watched Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang's every move, watched the two of them open the door of the wooden house, and were very concerned about the situation in the wooden house.
The most striking thing in the wooden house is seven or eight wooden stakes, each of which has a child tied to it, and no part of each child's body is intact, and on one side of the wooden house are all kinds of wooden sticks, bamboo sticks, whips, wattles, ropes, etc., and in the innermost corner of the wooden house, several children's corpses are piled up in a mess, and it seems that the pungent smell comes from there.
Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang looked at the scene in front of them, their breathing became a lot shorter, and they felt unprecedented anger, how could this group of scum do these things to children, they are still just children!
Uncle Tong couldn't bear to look at the scene inside the wooden house anymore, and Uncle Yang handed the torch in his hand to Uncle Tong, walked in, touched the pulse of each child tied to the stake, and untied the children. When Uncle Yang put all the children on the ground, and then lowered his head, Uncle Tong looked at Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang felt Uncle Tong's gaze, and shook his head at Uncle Tong, these children couldn't stand the torture and torture, and they had all passed away.
When Yang Bo untied the children from the wooden stakes one by one, Zhang Xuan and the four of them walked to the door of the wooden house, and under the light of the fire, they also saw the situation inside the wooden house, and unconsciously covered their mouths, shocked by the picture they saw. At this moment, Zhang Xuan had also thought that the Nie brothers had been beaten, scolded or whipped in the village, but the scene in front of him further refreshed his cognition of the torture that the Nie brothers had suffered here, and also figured out why Nie Zhenghe and the child he had just met showed such silence when he tortured the supervisor and killed the traffickers, or the kind that was quiet and terrifying.
Yang Bo walked out of the wooden house, closed the door of the wooden house, and after walking outside, he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After that, he raised his head and said to Yang Zaixing, "Zaixing, give me your knife, and you will go to the cell together to protect those children, lest someone else run there to grab the children and threaten us." ”
Uncle Tong also said to Zhang Xuan: "Xiao Xuanzi, give me the knife in your hand too!" Next, it's up to me and Brother Yang! You, Yuwen, Yang Hu, all go to the cell! Remember to protect the safety of those children, as for the children in the wooden house, and the children who were tortured by this group of scum before, their revenge, I will help them avenge! This group of scum, how can they be so ruthless, they would even give such a heavy hand to a child, they are inhumane, since they are inhumane, why are they still alive! Uncle Tong's words were very calm, but anyone could hear what kind of anger was wrapped under these bland words!
Zhang Xuan and Yang Zaixing glanced at each other, and without saying much, they handed the knife in their hands to Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang, "Give!" Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang, don't let go of any traffickers! None of them are innocent, Brother Hu, you and the second brother go to the door together, close the front door, and you will stay there, no matter who runs to the door, you will be killed. Big brother, you and I go to the cell together, and we will protect the children in the cell, and we can't let them suffer bad things anymore. ”
Yang Zaixing, Yuwen Chengdu, and Yang Hu all nodded, and then Zhang Xuan bowed to the children in the wooden house, "I'm sorry, we're late!" The other three also bowed in the direction of the cabin. At this time, there were two figures hiding there at the front door, it was the two brothers Nie Rong and Nie Zheng, who saw Yang Bo walking out of the wooden house, but did not bring out a single person, and Zhang Xuan and the four of them bowed to the direction of the wooden house.
Uncle Tong looked at the wooden house, "When the meeting is over, let's burn this place!" Let them rest in peace as soon as possible! Let's hope they don't happen to another world again! Let's go, you all be careful, when Brother Yang and I are over, I will meet you as soon as possible, and protect yourself before that. Do you understand? ”
Zhang Xuan and the others all nodded, "We won't let go of any fish that slips through the net!" "We'll keep the kids safe!" After speaking, Yang Hu and Yuwen Chengdu walked to the front door, and before leaving, Yuwen Chengdu handed the knife in his hand to Yang Zaixing, Yang Zaixing took the knife and walked to the cell with Zhang Xuan. Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang looked at the backs of Zhang Xuan and the four of them, and the two also walked to the two wooden houses where the traffickers were resting.
At this time, Zhang Xuan also turned his head to look at Uncle Tong and Uncle Yang, under the reflection of the firelight, these two people still had a sense of déjà vu from ghosts and hell messengers, and the time had come to collect the lives of those who were full of evil.
But at this moment, a figure just stepped out of one of the wooden houses.