Outside the window, the moon is bright, and the house is dark and damp, this hellish place buries all the hopes of the female workers for the future.

Junbi avoided Xiao Chu's wound and gently patted her back to soothe. Such a moment of warming each other is extremely rare.

However, in such a quiet moment, the door was suddenly kicked open. The foreman who had beaten Xiao Chu during the day was drunk and his fat face was red. His cloudy eyes glanced around, and then fixed on the familiar looking Xiao Chu. He threw the wine bottle in his hand casually to the narrator, and walked over with a curse in his mouth.

Xiao Chu tried to hide in Junbi's arms, but before Junbi could protect her, the foreman kicked Junbi away, dragged Xiao Chu's hair, and dragged people away all the way. Xiao Chu kept wailing, and was slapped twice by the foreman in the face.

With a bang, the door was closed again, everything around was calm, and even Xiao Chu's shouts gradually faded away, faintly inaudible.

Junbi was kicked in the ribs by the foreman, and her breath stagnated in pain, her face turned pale, and she half-leaned on the wet ground, and climbed several times before finally standing up against the wall, and then staggered to the outside.

The traces of Xiao Chu being dragged away were particularly clear on the dusty ground, and then outside, the sand and gravel wore down Xiao Chu's knees, leaving mottled bloodstains. Junbi followed the imprint and touched it all the way.

Junbi is forbearant enough, but now a fire is burning in his heart, which is getting more and more intense, and his blood rushes straight to the top of his head. Intellectually, she knew that she could not protect herself, and she could not resist an era with the strength of one person. But what she can't see is just that, and now she is numb to turn a blind eye, she can't do it.

A faint sound of insults came through a door, accompanied by Xiao Chu's desperate cries, followed by the muffled sound of falling to the ground, punching and kicking.

Junbi touched the broken porcelain piece hidden on her chest, which she picked up at the place where she was eating, and she secretly sharpened the sharp corners in case she needed it.

The door was hidden, and two figures were faintly revealed. Junbi gently pushed open a crack and squeezed in, silently approaching the fat foreman.

Xiao Chu had already fallen to the ground, his cheeks were swollen high, and the corners of his mouth were cracked, oozing a bloody streak. She huddled into a small ball, like a sandbag, and was wantonly beaten by the foreman.

Junbi's mind seemed to explode with a bang, she clutched the broken porcelain piece in her hand, dragged her thin body to a handful of bones, rushed up, and hit the foreman's back. Even though she was so thin that she was no longer human, this fatal collision still made the unsuspecting foreman not stand firm, and he fell, and his fat body fell to the ground.

Junbi's spirit was tense, and she clung to the foreman's head, stabbing the broken porcelain into his fragile neck. The foreman howled bitterly, and blood gushed out and splashed onto Junbi's cheeks.

The foreman began to resist vigorously, throwing Junbi to the ground with his backhand, frantically trying to break free from her grip. Junbi felt a heart-piercing pain behind her back, but even so, she still used her hands and feet at the same time and refused to let go.

The foreman was like a pig being bled out, and his struggles were shattered by the porcelain pieces that Junbi had pierced into. I don't know how long it took, but his movement gradually became quieter.

Blood soaked large swaths of the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Junbi held on until the last second, until the foreman was completely out of breath, and she collapsed onto the foreman's corpse. At this time, her hands were numb, and the strength of her whole body seemed to be drained.

Xiao Chu on the side witnessed the whole process, she dragged her painful body and crawled to Junbi's side step by step. Her high, swollen cheeks made her eyes squint, and tears were still flowing, leaving two white tear stains.

Xiao Chu struggled to break Junbi's stiff hands and feet, and ripped her off the foreman's body.

Jun Bi gasped for breath, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his back was a little slimy, with bursts of burning pain.

Xiao Chu held Jun Bi's slightly trembling hand and sobbed quietly. Jun Bi couldn't help but shed a line of tears, there was no sadness or sadness in these tears, just simple venting, mixed with the blood on his cheeks slowly flowing. She didn't know what was waiting for her next, but this moment, it was really painful!

They lay on the ground for a long time, and none of them wanted to move, and none of them could move. Until a commotion broke through the stagnant silence in an instant.

Jun Bi held Xiao Chu's hand tightly and was on alert for a moment.

The noise outside was getting closer and closer, and through the crack in the door, Junbi saw the skyrocketing firelight staining half of the night sky. She gritted her teeth, stabilized her sore and weak body, and dragged Xiao Chu up.

Junbi knew that something big must have happened outside, and she heard the screams of the women, the screams of the men, and the clear and deadly gunshot of gunshots.

Jun Bi stuffed Xiao Chu into the cabinet in the room and hid in it himself.

At this time, not far from the door, the two sides were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire.

"Fifth master, we have been tricked!" A non-commissioned officer clutched his wounded shoulder, looking anxious, guarded a tall man.

The brim of the man's hat was low, covering most of his face, and only the resolute jaw could be clearly seen, and this person was one of Junbi's targets, Yi Jingheng.

Yi Jingheng pursed his lips tightly, his face slightly pale. In the firelight, he stared at the figure on the horse in the distance, and the fierce cold wind blew the man's big man, and he was full of spirit. That person was another target of Junbi, Su Jingheng.

Yi Jingheng couldn't help but sigh, "Little Seven...... It was I who underestimated him. ”

The non-commissioned officer fought and retreated, turned his head and said to Yi Jingheng behind him: "Fifth master, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. ”

Yi Jingheng frowned, pressed the wound on his lower abdomen, coughed lightly, and nodded to the non-commissioned officer.

Seeing this, the non-commissioned officer gave a loud whistle, and in the crowd, a red horse galloped over. When they got in front of them, the horses raised their hooves high and neighed.

Yi Jingheng grabbed the reins and turned over on his horse. The non-commissioned officer slapped the horse's buttocks hard, and the horse seemed to know, carrying Yi Jingheng away.

And Su Jingheng, who was outside the firelight, slowly pulled out the gun on his waist and loaded it slowly.

"Seventh Master, you ......" Seeing this, the non-commissioned officer on the side seemed to be ready to step forward to dissuade him.

Su Jingheng raised his hand and interrupted what the non-commissioned officer was about to say. His fingers are slender and white as jade, but his palms have a rough callus that is impossible to ignore. "I know, poor Kou Mo chase." The corners of his mouth were raised, and the muzzle of his gun was aimed at the half-crouched figure on horseback.

The people around them held their breath, but until Yi Jingheng had already run out of their sight, Su Jingheng didn't shoot. The non-commissioned officers couldn't help but look at each other.

At this moment, Su Jingheng's arm stretched out, shifted the muzzle of the gun, and aimed it at the non-commissioned officer who was protecting Yi Jingheng just now. With a bang, the non-commissioned officer bounced in his vest, stumbled forward a few steps, and fell headlong to the ground, losing his breath.

Su Jingheng withdrew the gun and pressed the brim of his hat with one hand to cover the excessive Yanye between his eyebrows. "Dog minion." He snorted.

Da Yu raised slightly in the cold wind, Su Jingheng turned the horse's head, and glanced at the fire behind him again, "Wait, I won't kill him today, my good fifth brother doesn't know how to deal with me, he won't admit defeat so easily." ”

The non-commissioned officer on the side lowered his head and did not dare to say more.

Su Jingheng retracted his gaze and laughed loudly: "Go!" ”

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