Chapter 11: Let Go of My Mother

"Look at anything, let Lao Tzu line up one by one to check obediently, if Lao Tzu finds out that it is a Tartar spy, the end will be the same as this stinky girl" Several other guards brandished whips and guns and beat the crowded crowd viciously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Military? If you don't have an identity card, what proof do you have, even if it is a military household, you can't keep it and have already taken refuge in the Tartars."

"Master, we are really the military household of Fuzhou Wei, my man was killed a few days ago in order to lead away the Tartar, and the identity and waist cards are all on him" The woman took the opportunity of the leader of the Shouding to loosen her feet, got up, and knelt on the ground to kowtow to the Shouding.

"It turns out that my man is dead, hehe, or the master will suffer a loss to be a man for you, and serve Lao Tzu well at night, and the master will reward you with a comfortable one" The leader of Shouding looked at the woman's somewhat dirty face with his hand clamping the woman's minibus obscenely, although the face was covered with mud, but still couldn't hide the woman's posture, the leader of Shouding saw the color, and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

When the guards heard this, they laughed loudly and lewdly, like wolves around a poor lamb.

Looking at the evil eyes of the leader of the Shouding, the woman became frightened and struggled desperately, but she could not slack off her strength, and she could not break free from the grip of those big hands.

"Bad guy, let go of my mother!" A childish voice sounded in anger, and the older boy next to the woman saw that his mother was being bullied, grabbed a stone on the ground and threw it at the leader of the guard.

"Doll looking for death!"

The leader of Shouding didn't expect the little doll to dare to throw him, a red mark was smashed on his forehead by a stone, and some dirt was also stuck to his face, so he immediately became angry and whipped the whip at the child.

"Don't~~" When the woman saw that her son was about to be whipped by the whip, she burst out with a trace of strength in horror and sorrow, grabbed the hand holding the whip of the leader of the guard, and bit it down hard with her teeth.

"Ah~~, you stinky girl, today Lao Tzu will kill you" The leader of Shouding felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and kicked the woman's lower abdomen, so strong that the woman suddenly flew out two meters away, and then grabbed the spear of a Shouding next to him, turned around and walked towards the little man with a hideous face.

"Plug run~~" The woman shouted desperately, ignoring the sharp pain coming from her abdomen.

The boy named the plug was a spirit, turned around and ran.

"Grab that little crumb," the leader of the guards cried out through gritted teeth, and as he chased after him quickly, he beckoned the other guards to catch the little boy.

Although the child named Bolt is a small and thin, but his body is flexible and what is more commendable is that he is very calm-headed, and he escaped the round-up of the two guards by dodging left and right, and ran into the crowd of people in a flash, which immediately caused a commotion in the crowd.

With the cover of the crowd, the guards couldn't catch him for a while, and the eyes of the leader of the guards were angry, so he had to turn around and beat the woman.

The woman barely got up after being kicked down by the leader of the Shouding, huddled aside with another smaller child in her arms, shivering.

"Stinky girl~~" The leader of Shouding slapped over, only to hear a snap, half of the woman's face suddenly swollen, and the corners of her mouth flowed blood.

Then the leader of the Shouding grabbed the woman's hair and forcibly dragged her to the crowd, hearing the woman's hoarse cry and the helpless cry of another child, everyone in the crowd showed fear.

"Little crumbs, get out of here quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will strip your mother's clothes in front of so many people, and then Lao Tzu will play with my brothers one after another, so that you will have more than a dozen dads at once, and I will teach you this ignorant little crumb, which is justifiable."

When the leader of Shouding saw that the child was hiding in the crowd and did not come out, he took out the woman as a threat, and suddenly two Shouding came up and held the woman with his backhand, and the leader of Shouding tore the woman's clothes with a hideous face.

"Ah~~ Please let us go, we don't want the silver, please" The woman begged for mercy in pain while twisting her body to prevent her clothes from being ripped off.

Seeing this scene, there were finally people in the crowd who couldn't bear it, and there were also a few bloody men who blushed but didn't muster up the courage to rescue them in the end, and more people were still looking numbly.

"God~ What kind of sin have I done, in charge, come and save our mother......" As the clothes on her upper body were torn off one by one, only a belly pocket remained, and the woman cried out in despair.

Listening to the woman's shouts, looking at the woman's white and tender shoulders, collarbones and towering breasts under the belly pocket, the leader of the Shouding became more and more excited and ferocious, and even stretched out his head to suck greedily on the woman's belly pocket in front of everyone, and the surrounding Shouding also surrounded one by one, rubbing his hands and laughing and coaxing.

"Let go of my mother~~"

It was still those few words, or the angry voice mixed with childishness, and the child in the crowd walked out, with an extra wooden stick found out of nowhere, and stood so thin in front of the crowd, his eyes full of bitter hatred with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, good, good filial son to save his mother, hehe" The leader of the Shouding let go of the woman who had only a belly pocket left on her upper body, and looked at the little boy ten steps away with a spear and a wicked drop.

The crowd was afraid of being involved, and did not dare to face the anger of the leader of the guard, so they withdrew to both sides and kept a few steps away from the little boy, who had been crowded just now, and now there was only a child full of hatred and anger holding the ridiculous-looking little wooden stick.

"Bolt, don't worry about the mother, run, run"

The woman screamed as hard as she could, but the little boy didn't seem to hear or had nowhere to run, so he was alone, angry and stubborn.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu first stabbed you to death with one shot, and then, at night, he stabbed your mother to death with another 'gun', so that you can reunite at the bottom of the Yellow Spring, hehe"

The leader of the guards swept the spear in his hand and walked towards the lonely bolt step by step.

"Run, run......"

The woman cried out in a hoarse voice, but the bolt on her chest, which rose and fell sharply with fear and hatred, could not move her steps.

The leader of the guard smirked, raised his spear, and stabbed it at the bolt.

"Ah~~" The eyes full of tears were swollen red, the woman struggled desperately, and another child was trembling and unable to cry as he watched the spear stab at his brother in Shouding's hand.

The crowd closed their eyes one after another, and no one could bear to see this scene, but no one dared to take a step.

Bolt only felt that time seemed to slow down a lot, and watched the spear slowly stab at him, and by the metallic luster reflected in the sunlight on the head of the spear, Bolt saw his own low and dilapidated earthen house, and the small but warm courtyard; saw the burly father with a bearded face, the beautiful young mother wearing a coarse cloth hairpin, and the younger brother who was always stealing things from him, and the family was happy in the dim light; Then he also saw that the Houjin Tartars burned down the tunzhuang of the military households; saw his family enter a foul and crowded captive camp under the captivity of the Houjin Tartars...... saw his father fleeing with the family in the night; Seeing that the Houjin Tartar cavalry was getting closer and closer, his father separated from his mother and his younger brother in order to lure away the Tartars; Seeing that his father's big hands that had beaten him before parting caressed his head, he said to himself with a loving face: Bolt, you will be the man of our old Guo family in the future, you have to protect your mother and brother; Then he saw his father's back in the moonlight, and his mother, who was lying in the grass and covering his brother's mouth, with tears in her eyes but holding back her voice......

Finally, the bolt finally saw the tip of the spear that was already a millimeter away from him, and he even smelled a smell of rust.

However, the head of the spear finally stopped, because there was a pair of large hands, strong and powerful like a father, holding it.

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