The captain was missing arms.

Wear flowers to marry.

Cheng San hid from Ping.

North German Town.

Five people, side by side, knelt on the ground and stretched out their right hands.

A man with a long knife cut off their hands one by one, as if they were chopping vegetables.

Not far away, the whip whipped several managers led by the head of the sect, and blood splattered to the ground and exploded.

"You're from the Illuminati?" A man jumped in front of the head of the sect.

"Yes, I am!"

"You're from the Illuminati?" He asked another person.

"Yes, yes, yes......"

"Are you?"

"I am!"

……

"Guangyi Society, there is only one master, and I remember it all."

The man stepped on the leader of the assassination of the Yan Danren and stomped on two feet.

The young leader gritted his teeth, he lost his left forearm in the mission, and now he cut off his right hand because he assassinated Yan Danren, the real master of the Guangyi Society, and he lost too much blood, and the person was almost useless.

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My name is Apple.

Today is Peihua's happy day, and I accompany her to wait in the house.

In addition, there are several other girls, dressed very ordinary, but it can be seen that this is their best dress.

Peihua, who was dressed red, held my hand tightly and asked softly, "Is he here?" ”

I remember that only the eldest of the Cheng family, Cheng Shou, came.

"I don't know."

The red hijab obscured the bride's expression, and she rested her head on my shoulder: "Apple, I want to go." "Her hands are rough after years of work, and unlike the backs of my hands that are carefully protected by Chi Ran, her hands are black and wrinkled.

The head on the shoulder was gently next to me, conveying the tiredness in the movement. I tilted my head against her, "Where do you want to go?" ”

The red hijab trembled, and the crimson color bloomed little by little on the material.

The bride's voice was muffled: "I don't want to get married." ”

I know that Peihua doesn't want to get married, but she doesn't want to marry a man other than Cheng Er.

It's a pity I can't help her.

Actually, I want to get out of here too.

There was a lot of noise outside, and a few girls in the house whispered.

The feeling here is not good.

I leaned my head against the bride, and at this moment, I really felt that Peihua, who often played with me, was a friend.

But from tomorrow onwards, Peihua will have to run a house, like all women, prepare to have children, and wait for her man to return every day.

I'm afraid it's hard for us to see each other again.

Now, I can light a fire, burn the house, or use force to blow everyone away, but I can't do this, the bride has her own family, Aunt Lin and Huo Qingniang will ......

The groom finally entered his father-in-law's house and took the bride with him.

Relatives, neighbors, and friends celebrated lively, and the groom also hugged the beauty.

The wedding dress was raised, and the bride under the red hijab said nothing.

I ran out into the street with the other girls, and I didn't know who hit me, I staggered and hit someone else.

I looked up, the sun was shining, and the red dress and another red dress blocked some of the light, but it was dark in my eyes.

A team of suona sounded, and the sedan chair man was in good spirits.

The newcomers got married, and although the two families didn't spend much money, they were out of the sky in terms of volume.

Standing in place, I let the flow of people collide, and whoever grabbed me pulled me out of the sea of people.

The man wears gray clothes all the year round, never sees joy and anger, and has a little black mole in the corner of his eye - Mr. Yang Ruilin.

"Hello sir."

Mr. Yang took me to a corner where no one was paying attention. His breathing was not quite normal, and he kept covering his heart.

I watched him breathe hard and casually asked, "What's wrong with the gentleman?" ”

"Hah......" he smiled at me, "I have made an old mistake, and it hurts like a fire." ”

I glanced around, frowning slightly.

"You're aware of that, right? A strange group of people is coming. ”

In the crowd, there were strange sights looking everywhere, pretending to be a man who was drinking, shouting loudly, and a woman who was rarely idle.

Today should have been happy.

"Ping," Mr. Yang suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist to keep me from being seen, "they're here for you." ”

With his cheeks pressed against the gray clothes on his chest, Mr. Yang seemed to be in even more pain.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"The Guangyi Society branch in Beide Town has been controlled, you are Chi Ran's sister, and, I don't know what tasks you have performed, now, cough!" He coughed violently, his cheek pressed against his chest heaving.

Guangyi Society.

Chi Ran.

Task.

My sluggish mind began to work, and my husband's words frightened me, whether it was Mr. Yang's true identity or the difficulties he was about to face, I didn't even bring a short knife today.

A smell of blood was detected on the tip of the nose.

"Ahem...... Come with me. ”

I pushed him away, but he was weak, with blood at the corners of his mouth, and he fell straight backwards, floating under his feet, and it took several people to stand up straight.

In class yesterday, Mr. Yang was obviously very healthy, but now he is embarrassed like this.

I stepped forward, hugged him, and pretended to be normal and whispered: "It's so crowded, I don't know how many people there are?" ”

"More than ten." He struggled to speak.

"Shall I send my husband back to the academy to rest?"

"Ahem, thank you."

A few people passed by us without showing any unusual behavior.

Straight into the room, I closed the door and window, made sure that there was no one around, and watched defensively as Mr. Yang sat down unhurriedly and poured himself a cup of tea.

He took a sip of tea and spit it out, the water mixed with blood.

"Ping, I'm a friend of your brother Chi Ran."