Chapter 8: The Man Who Picks the Lock

After all, she was still caught, and this time she was greeted only by the storm, and when those people found her, they beat her the spot.

Crescent's face was swollen and bruised. And with her small body, she was directly lifted up by a strong man and brought to the old bustard.

When the big man lifted the crescent moon in front of the bustard, he threw the crescent moon to the ground fiercely, mercilessly, the resistless crescent moon was like a broken bag, and the dead were thrown directly to the ground, and the head of the crescent moon also hit the floor directly, and then made a heavy sound.

The crescent moon was soaked all over, shrunk with cold air, and the crescent moon in it seemed that this weak life was about to leave the body in the next second.

Maybe it was because of the pain, or maybe because of the cold, her whole body curled up weakly, so everyone knew that the crescent moon was still alive when they looked at it.

The old bustard was originally sitting on a Taishi chair, and then drinking warm tea, and there was a huge iron stove next to the old bustard, and the charcoal fire in it was warm.

The old bustard drank half of the tea before putting the tea in his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Then he got up and walked towards the crescent moon.

Walking up to the crescent moon, the old bustard squatted down, looked at the crescent moon's face, and then stood up again.

"Fortunately, it's not bad, it's not disfigured this time, it's still a beautiful embryo, come and wake her up for me."

When the strong man heard the command, he bent down, grabbed the crescent moon's arm with one hand, picked her up directly, and put it in her face.

"Ahh

The crescent moon's face was already swollen, but it turned even purple after this time.

The crescent moon cried out in pain, and the tears couldn't stop falling, she didn't pass out in the first place, but it was too painful, so she couldn't make any movements, so she lay there paralyzed as if she was unconscious, and these encounters tonight had already cost her most of her life.

The old bustard listened to this movement and said angrily.

"Give me a light, let you wake her up, not let you cripple her, such a good seedling, where can you compensate me!" Accompany me your daughter? ”

"Mom, don't, I was wrong, pay attention next time, you let my daughter go."

The strong man was also very frightened when he heard this, and it was obvious that this was not the first time that this old bustard had threatened him with his daughter.

The strong man was originally a rough man, but if he was a little bad and didn't do it properly, the old bustard would threaten him with his daughter.

His daughter and he are making a living in this restaurant together, and he has been conscientiously obeying the arrangement, and he is such a big man, and he is also the proud thug of the bustard, so the bustard also follows his wishes, and has not forced his daughter to sell herself.

The crescent moon's cry didn't stop whimpering there.

"Little girl, I have already bought you back, you don't want to escape, as long as you don't run, I won't treat you badly, tell you well, if you want to live a good life, you will live a good life, maintain your livelihood, and take you to live a good life."

At this time, the corner of the old bustard's eyes and the spirit of kindness had disappeared, and there was no trace of emotion between his words.

Crescent didn't speak, she had no idea what she could say.

At this moment, someone walked in through the door, and saw that the costume was also working here.

The turtle slave looked at everyone in front of him, and then looked at the old bustard's eyes and pointed at the strong man, as if he had some scruples, so he didn't speak directly.

The old bustard continued to say to the crescent moon.

"Don't think about running away, it's best to be obedient, otherwise there will really be no good fruit to eat."

Crescent Moon stretched out her hand, tugging at the placket of the boss's clothes and begging.

"Madam, I miss Auntie, can you let me go?"

The old bustard frowned, and looking at the dirty little hand of the crescent moon, she pulled out the placket of her clothes.

"I've already arranged for someone to bury your aunt, so you don't have to think about her anymore." The old bustard was concerned about the destruction of the lock that locked the crescent moon, "Tell me who helped you open the lock?" ”

The crescent moon sobbed, and her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were not open.

The strong man said in a humble voice.

"Mom, this little girl liar, she doesn't know anyone when you ask him, isn't it in vain?"

After hearing this, the old bustard said to the strong man angrily.

"Take her down and ask Qingqing to take her to take a shower and change her clothes."

The strong man answered, and then carried the crescent moon down.

Seeing that the strong man had taken the crescent moon away, the old bustard sat back again, and then asked.

"Has anyone ever left the vestibule?"

"Mom, some people say that Qingqing has left a few times before and after, Honghong, and has also left."

When he heard that Qingqing was there, the old bustard looked at the stove beside him.

"Where the two of them left, no one knows."

"I didn't know how many I asked, especially Qingqing, who was unrelenting for a while, and made Master Zhang angry, but fortunately she often served Master Zhang, so Master Zhang didn't worry too much about her, but Master Zhang didn't let her accompany her anymore, so she left."

"Did you make Master Zhang angry? When was this? ”

"She's been a little absent-minded there, even after you got her back."

The old bustard listened to this and found that some times things were not right, obviously not, but Honghong, Honghong has always listened to her on weekdays, so it is not like it.

After a long time, the bustard continued.

"Go and call me Honghong first."

Soon Honghong was brought over.

Honghong leaned over to the bustard, hugged her arm, and shook it gently.

"Mom, people are still serving Master Zhang, is there something wrong with you calling me?"

The old bustard smiled.

"Honghong, I heard that you left the front hall for a while tonight, what did you do? Do you see anything again? ”

Honghong smiled.

"Leaving naturally is to relieve yourself, Mom, don't you know me yet? If it weren't for this little thing, I wouldn't have let go of the opportunity to make money. ”

When the old bustard heard this, his smile became even stronger.

"Honghong loves money, my mother naturally knows, then, what did Qingqing do when she left?"

The corners of Honghong's mouth flickered, and his hand moved to his chin, as if he was covering his mouth and nose lightly.

"Mom, didn't I tell you? She, Kwai Shui is here, so naturally she needs to deal with it, otherwise the smell will come out, and the guests will be very unhappy when they smell it. ”

"Really here?"

"Naturally, it's true, besides, she doesn't need to have fun with guests on weekdays, Mom, since you don't know her days."

Since it was Aoi Shui, it was normal to be a little restless and restless.

"Alright, you can go back first."

"Okay mom."

Honghong blessed her body and left.

The old bustard's eyelids drooped, as if it was a fake sleep.