acT111: The big peony and the short woman in the cave left one after another, leaving a few bald tattooed men wrapped in short skirts to circle around Song Jiu.

If you don't look closely, it's hard to spot the difference between these people, bald, tattooed, skinny, babbling, no look in the cloudy pupils, no light, like an inferior product under the assembly line, or even inferior to the walking corpse wandering outside.

Song Jiu reluctantly raised his head and looked around, there were many stalactites that had condensed into ice picks hanging above his head, the top of the cave was very high, and it was pitch black, and the light of the torches inserted on both sides of the cave could not penetrate the darkness.

The location of the two of them is a pile of rubble, the mottled and rough wooden frame is deeply inserted into the gap between the stones, there are dozens of horizontal rows, and there are no people tied to the other wooden frames, only Song Jiu and Jiao Ziqian for the time being

Users. The sound of many women's chatter and laughter came from the other side of the cave, and the sound in the cave was excellent, the wind was howling, and the humidity was heavy.

"What about the others?" Song Jiu glanced at Ziqian, whose suspicious gaze still wandered over him.

"I don't know, it's just the two of us when I wake up." Jiao Ziqian was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and hesitated: "Ninth brother... You're not going to tell me something? Song Jiu smiled weakly, shook his head slightly, nodded again, the meaning in his eyes was incomprehensible, and said in a deep voice: "It's a long story, what do you want to ask." ”

"What the hell is Red Mommy?" Jiao Ziqian's face was a little ugly, the current situation was weirdly tight, Brother Jiu obviously knew something, but why did he look secretive.

The skinheads who were busy around the left and right suddenly became excited when they heard this name, and their expressions were indignant, and they screamed and smashed the things in their hands at Jiao Ziqian, and their bodies that had just been washed were smashed by stones and dirt.

Song Jiu gave him a look and motioned to say a few words first, Jiao Ziqian grumbled his mouth and glared at the bald heads who beat him.

The skinheads babbled around for a while, untied the two of them from the shelves, and escorted them to the depths of the cave, the ground was full of gravel, and it hurt to walk barefoot on it, and the bald heads seemed to have become accustomed to it, and their steps were very large, and they jumped fast.

Jiao Ziqian tried to communicate with these people, but all that responded to him was a wah-la-slap, like a group of crazy people who didn't know how to speak.

didn't go for too long, Song Jiu faintly heard the sound of running water, and the oncoming yin wind also brought a bit of water vapor, squinting his eyes, and refracting a little light in the deep darkness.

The bald heads let out a strange cry of delight, shouted and dragged the two of them over, and threw them into the cold and biting underground river.

'Bang' The sound of water was everywhere, and Song Jiu and the two were pushed into the river, staggered a few steps, stepped into half a leg, and cut the flesh like a knife in the cold to the bone, and the chilling cold did not last long before they became a little numb.

Jiao Ziqian's teeth collided up and down, and he tried to rush back to the shore several times, but he was blocked back by the bald heads, who did not beat or scold, and looked at the monkeys surrounding the water, with a happy figure on his face full of tattoos, and he screamed non-stop.

After about a few minutes, one of them turned around and shouted a few times, waved his hand and jumped into the river with the others, forcibly pressed the two of them into the ice water and shook them back and forth a few times, rubbed them on the skin and flesh with a wooden brush for a while, and the two of them were red all over before they stopped.

The bald heads seem to have a high resistance to the cold, and there is nothing unusual about going ashore on the water, on the other hand, Song Jiu and the two of them almost died after a toss, their lips were purple and their faces were pale, and their bodies couldn't help trembling.

The bald men took stiff towels and wiped their bodies, escorted them back to the wooden frame, and took out a string of jingling objects from the rock-walled cavern.

Jiao Ziqian's face immediately changed when he looked at it, there were two shackles, one large circle, four small circles, and three iron chains connected to the iron rings.

Holding the bald head with shackles and waving his hand, several people escorted Jiao Ziqian over, forcibly pressed his head down, put a big trap around his neck, and the four small circles were each in their place, firmly bound his hands and feet, tightened the rusty screws, and smashed them with a hammer a few times to fix the dead one.

Jiao Ziqian was hammered in the back during the struggle, almost beating his breath, lying on the gravel and gasping for a while, unable to speak.

Then there was Song Jiu, which went very well, Song Jiu didn't say a word, let the bald head put shackles on himself, moved his limbs, had a limited range of motion, and couldn't even straighten his waist.

The bald heads did all this, and led the two of them to the noisy side with chains, and the torches on both sides were removed, and the cave was plunged into darkness and palpitations.

"Ziqian." Song Jiu deliberately made the iron chain sound constantly, took the opportunity to get close to Jiao Ziqian's side, and said in a low voice: "No matter what happens, you must endure, don't resist, and get through tonight first." ”

"What do you mean?" Jiao Ziqian looked at him dumbfounded, and heard a bit of ominous meaning from his words.

"Do as I say." Song Jiu didn't have time to explain too much, the bald heads separated the two, the gravel under their feet gradually decreased, the light in the cave gradually brightened, and around a few boulders, the two were led into a spacious and huge cave.

The cave appears to be a hollow mountain, half the size of a football field, with a high rock top and a flat and open terrain.

The smooth rock walls on both sides are filled with burning torches, and the fire shines brightly, reflecting the light of the cave.

On both sides of the rock wall, there are two long wooden tables, the wooden table is a thick trunk divided in two, the two semicircular trunks are fixed side by side with iron wire, and the stump is cushioned below, which is more than ten meters long.

There are dozens of women sitting behind the tree table, dressed up the same as the big peony before, casually draped in fluffy animal skins, embroidered with various patterns under the animal skins, open breasts, hanging all kinds of simple and clumsy ornaments, full of wildness.

The bonfire in the center of the two rows of long tables is blazing, with tree stumps crossed on both sides, and a stout whole pig runs through the middle, and two bald tattooed men squat behind the stump and turn the branches, so that the flames evenly roast the pig, the skin and flesh are charred, and the grease drips down the fire, and clusters of flames are jumped; Next to the fire, four bald men of different heights were engaged in a desperate struggle, holding dog sticks and javelins in their hands and throwing them at each other, knocking the other self to the point of bleeding.

Dozens of bald-headed tattooed men on the same assembly line sat or stood at the entrance of the cave, full of people, and Ula Ula kept screaming, as if he was cheering and cheering, and the crowd was enthusiastic and full of interest.

Jiao Ziqian was completely dumbfounded, he and Song Jiu were taken in separately, dragged to the end of the long table with chains, and nailed to the ground.

The chains were tugging at the neck, and he could only sit cross-legged on the ground, Jiao Ziqian glanced at the side of the long table, a wild woman who couldn't see her face clearly was talking to her companions, her eyes wandering on Jiao Ziqian.

Jiao Ziqian swallowed his saliva, habitually glanced at the plump bodies of the two women, and then looked away to look for Song Jiu on the opposite side.

Wu Wentao obviously also saw Jiao Ziqian and Song Jiu, and was making eye contact with the two from afar.

This man, who used to come and go freely in the gunfire, also capsized in the gutter this time, and at this moment, like Song Jiu and the others, they were torn and smooth, with shackles on their bodies, and three ghosts were beside him, chained to a horizontal log, kneeling at the front of the skinhead audience like a commodity, his face was white, and his eyes were vigilant and flustered.

Jiao Ziqian ignored the woman who pointed at him, and used his mouth to communicate with Wu Wentao of the 'exhibition seat': "What about Chu Guangxu? Wu Wentao frowned and guessed for a while, his eyes turned to the long table on Song Jiu's side, and his fingers moved.

Jiao Ziqian looked in the direction, looking for it through the bald man who was still fighting, the women over there were more chaotic, many people stood up, stepped barefoot on the long table in front of them and shouted, as if they were cheering for the bald heads fighting in the field, there were all kinds of food and wine on the long table, and a strong smell of liquor could be smelled from afar.

Jiao Ziqian licked his thirsty lips, squinted for a while, and his face suddenly became stunned. He found Chu Guangxu, this sunny and handsome young man at the moment...... At this moment, he was sitting in the arms of a strong woman...... That's right, it's the kind of sitting posture of a little girl...... It was too far away, Jiao Ziqian couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see that he was also wearing the same shackles, the woman had a swallow stabbed on the left side of her face, and she was looking at Chu Guangxu with doting eyes, Chu Guangxu was sitting in her arms, and she could see that the muscles all over her body were tense, and many women on the left and right threw him all kinds of food like feeding monkeys.

Holding her swallow and talking and laughing with the women around her, her palms roamed and rubbed on Chu Guangxu's body, and from time to time she lowered her head and said something to Chu Guangxu.

Behind her stood a man, but with an unfamiliar face, unlike the skinhead, who had hair, fair skin, blank eyes, a collar around his neck, and was kneading Yanzi's shoulders behind him.

Jiao Ziqian was stunned, and after looking at the two rows of long tables on the left and right, he found that there were more than one or two massage men of this kind, and the young man who was captured with Song Jiu was also among them, his face was blue, his head was wrapped in gauze, and he was trying his best to give him a look...... Jiao Ziqian felt that he must be crazy, otherwise how could he see such a strange picture?

Stunned, he pinched the inner thigh, screamed in pain, causing the women around him to laugh, someone threw him a few peanuts, Jiao Ziqian's temper was ready to scold as soon as he came up, and suddenly remembered Song Jiu's explanation, so he swallowed the dirty words back with a roll of his eyes, thinking that it was important to replenish his physical strength, so he hurriedly picked up the peanuts and peeled them off and threw them into his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers on the other side, and the women's voices were like a thunderclap in the well-sounded cave, Jiao Ziqian was startled and hurriedly looked up...... The original fight in the field came to an end, and I didn't pay attention to it just now, but I found that there were only two bald heads left in the hand-to-hand fight, and the other two were lying on the ground with blood, with more breath and less breath, and it was estimated that they would not live long.

"Beauty, what are you doing here?" Jiao Ziqian habitually turned his head and asked, but as soon as the words came out, he was shocked that something was wrong, and he hurriedly closed his mouth and turned his head.

However, the woman closest to him had been staring at him, and heard his question clearly, this woman had two zebra-like stripes under her eyes, long hair scattered, and choppy waves, which were quite good-looking compared to those women with ghostly faces, and listened to his question, stunned for a moment, and then the joy blossomed, pulled the animal skin that slipped off his shoulder, leaned down and approached Jiao Ziqian, and said happily: "What did you just call me?" Jiao Ziqian was going to pretend not to hear, but the zebra-striped woman twisted his ears and turned his face away.

Jiao Ziqian glanced at the woman's heavy chest and muttered, "You can speak Chinese." Zebra Stripe smiled again, the corners of his mouth sunk into two pear vortices, and he said happily: "I am Chinese, is it strange to speak Chinese?" You're not a little daring. Jiao Ziqian pursed his lips and didn't speak, but the apprehension in his heart faded a little, he originally thought that everyone here would only babble, and he was stunned, when suddenly a slender foot poked out of his face and shook it in front of his eyes.

Jiao Ziqian turned his head to see that the zebra stripe was crossing one leg, and he said to him, "Pinch me, there will be a reward for pressing it well." Jiao Ziqian's face was full of surprise, and he looked along his slender legs, and sure enough, he didn't wear anything underneath, and the dense forest and the cyan patterns on his skin were painted like a mountain twilight, which was quite chic.

Seeing Jiao Ziqian staring at him intently, Zebra Stripe laughed, deliberately spread his legs and shook it, put both legs on Jiao Ziqian's shoulders, and ordered: "Pinch it, pinch it hurts and be careful of your claws." Jiao Ziqian's brain was a little dazed, he swallowed his saliva and didn't speak, took a deep breath and told himself to endure and calm down, isn't it just pinching his legs, he should take advantage...... So obediently gave Zebra Stripes a leg massage.

Zebra Stripe smiled with satisfaction, turned around and muttered something to the woman next to him, and several people laughed together, coaxing.

At this moment, the hand-to-hand combat in the field ended, and Bald A smashed Bald B's skull with a dog stick to win the final victory.

Behind the long table, two women shouted and cursed in the air, and a yellow-haired woman walked up to the roast suckling pig with a proud face, picked up a knife and cut off a piece of flesh with a bubbling oil and threw it to the winning bald head, who took the meat regardless of the hot hand, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

The yellow-haired woman ignored the bald head of Xie Xian, wrapped in animal skin, and walked to Wu Wentao and the others in the 'exhibition seat'.

Jiao Ziqian looked over, just in time to see Song Jiu being led by the big peony from the back of the women's pile to the main seat at the end.

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