Chapter 83: Punishment Plane: Why Don't I Cross Her [13]
The "big boss ......" next to a little brother looked at the man with a full beard.
The man glanced at him, then approached Wuchen and Conghan's side. Stretched out his hand to caress Cong Han's face, and a touch of panic crossed through Han's eyes, and he unconsciously stepped back.
Wuchen stretched out his hand to protect Conghan behind him, and a trace of anger appeared on the man's face. But when he saw Wuchen's face, that anger was suddenly replaced by amazement.
"Haha, one of these two looks better than the other, and for a moment I can't tell which one is better. Both are fine-skinned and tender-skinned, so I don't know which one tastes better. The big boss immediately laughed, looked at his brothers and said.
Those people all laughed, and the laughter was ambiguous.
Cong Han's body trembled, and Wuchen reached out and patted Cong Han's shoulder.
"Bring them both back to me!"
"Wow!"
Wuchen held Cong Han's hand, and the two of them were surrounded by the group of people to a cottage. At the gate of the cottage is written the words "Black Wind Village".
Seeing these three words, Wuchen frowned. I didn't expect that the big camp of the Black Wind Village was near here.
Entering the cottage, Wuchen raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to cover Conghan's eyes. There are some women in this cottage, and most of them are disheveled and walk outside casually.
Some are less exposed, with arms and thighs exposed. Some of them were more exposed, and their tattered clothes seemed to be torn to cover only some parts.
And the expressions on the faces of those women were numb, as if they were used to it. Walking in front of a group of men, not covering up, not half shy.
Wuchen lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the ground and stopped looking.
The men next to him immediately laughed when they saw Wuchen's movements, and one of them dragged them over. In front of the public, he actually moved.
Wuchen frowned, his eyes didn't dare to move for half a minute.
"Okay, I'm scared, be careful that the big boss can't spare you!" The person next to the big boss should be the second master, looking at the man and saying sharply.
The man immediately laughed a few times, then dragged the woman away, entered a nearby room and closed the door.
"Let's go." The men in the back laughed, and one of them pushed Wuchen.
Wuchen staggered, stabilized his body, and then took Cong Han's hand, and the two of them slowly walked forward.
"Lock the two of them together!"
"Yes!"
After the order, the big boss and the two people in charge of the second boss talked as if they were discussing something, and left.
In front of a firewood-like room, someone took the key to open the lock, and then pushed Wuchen and Conghan inside.
Conghan stumbled and fell to the ground, his hands were rubbed and bleeding, and when he fell, he fell on a stone and was seriously injured. Wuchen hurriedly helped Cong Han up: "It's okay." ”
"Nope." Conghan shook his head, trying to pull his hands out of Wuchen's hands and hide them.
Wuchen tightened Conghan's hands and sighed: "Obedient!" ”
He took out a handkerchief, tore it in half and tied it to his rotten hand. There were a few peach blossoms embroidered on the handkerchief, and looking at the handkerchief, Conghan felt a little familiar.
"This handkerchief is mine." Cong Han raised his head and looked at Wuchen and asked.
"Really? I picked it up. Wuchen paused and replied.