"Zhang Hong~~" Li Jia stood on a grassy slope and shouted into the forest in front of him. He also knew in his heart that it was too slim to find hope like this. But there are too many ruts on the road, and I really can't tell which one is the trace left by Hong Lifeng.

Ji Yijun caught up from behind, panting and said, "When we met in front, everyone didn't find any traces, so we went separately to look for them." My dad and they went around from the back of the forest to look for it, and Ye Zi took people to the other side of the road. ”

He kicked the turf on the hillside hard, kicking up a large piece of dirt, "Alas, it's been a bit of a bit lately, and when I meet such a troublemaker like Zhang Hong, he blocks us when he is there, and causes us chaos when he is gone." ”

"Accumulate some virtues. Li Jia was a little dissatisfied.

"Zhang Hong, this person is self-inflicted. Say what's wrong with him. ”

Hearing this, Li Jia angrily pushed Ji Yijun and pushed him to the ground, "What are you talking about? It's not you who caused the trouble, the two of them will disappear? What are you thinking about?"

The corners of Ji Yijun's mouth twitched a few times, and he snorted without speaking.

"I can see that you kid is just not convinced. Li Jia said angrily, "Are you still looking at Zhang Hong and can't find it anymore, and no one will know about the bad things you did?"

Ji Yijun jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on, and yelled at Li Jia: "You, don't talk nonsense. ”

Li Jia snorted, ignored him and called Zhang Hong's name again.

Ji Yijun clenched his fists, stared at Li Jia's back for a long time, and a wave of resentment rushed to his head, so he chased after him, he grabbed Li Jia's arm and said: "Zhang Hong, that bad seed can't get along with you, why do you always protect him, and now all this is to put it bluntly, he is cheap! I don't think I'm much wrong!"

"I just see him as a companion. A partner who disagrees is also a companion, and I'm doing what I should do for my partner. Li Jiawei closed his eyes, shook his head and said, "And you attribute everything you do to others, but you don't look at the bad things you have done, is it more excessive and more out of bounds than him! What is the difference between this and pulling out a knife and stabbing someone if you don't agree with each other?"

"What qualifications does he have to be my companion? We come from one place, we are companions? Then I would rather choose a kid like Garcia, I see him pleasing to the eye!" Ji Yijun let go of Li Jia and walked towards the forest angrily, suddenly shouting: "Zhang Hong, you bastard, get out and see your grandfather!"

Li Jia suddenly felt exhausted and didn't want to say another word. He sighed and continued deeper into the woods to find someone.

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Zhang Hong was woken up by the pain of the wound on his leg, his broken leg did not touch the ground, and every vibration of his body tore at the broken wound. He noticed that it was pitch black in front of him, his neck and arms were swollen with ropes, and he realized that he had been put in a sack just like the last time he had been beaten. After a while, he realized that his head was facing downward, as if he were being carried by a horse, and his chest and abdomen were stuck in the saddle, and he was constantly being hit as the horse's back rose and fell.

He heard the sound of hurried hooves from front to back, left and right, and there were many horses around him, and he was moving with a team of horses.

There was always a stench on the tip of his nose, which made him very sick. But soon something more disgusting happened, and the horse seemed to leap forward, and landed on the ground with a heavy blow to the stomach. He vomited, sour food and gastric juices in his hood, and the smell was ten times stronger than just now.

Where am I? The physical torture left him with little time to think about his situation.

There was a shout of scolding from his side, and a rough voice shouted: "This dead pig vomited, it should be made into a dead thing of sausage, he soiled Awan's pants." Hell, these are pants that were washed just three months ago. ”

There was a noisy laugh around, and a thinner voice said: "Everyone knows that Awan loves cleanliness the most, but you can't spare this idiot, you should let him swallow what he spit out again, and even the sack must be licked clean." ”

"Yes. Orville, I've got to stuff them back in or I'm going to break this guy's other two legs. I bet he'll eat it obediently. Otherwise, all three of his legs would have been broken. Aha. ”

"Awan's eyes were not good, and this little man was as white as a lamb, and his arms were as thin as wheat stalks, and his strength was as weak as a chicken, and he was faint when we appeared. He certainly didn't have a third leg, he must have been a woman, and there was no one in the stockade who looked more like a woman than he was. Another guy who was talking was leaky.

"Even if he is not a woman, he can definitely be used as a woman, his skin is whiter than my old appearance. The other, older voice laughed.

The content of these people's conversations was really shocking, and Zhang Hong was scared to sober up again, but he couldn't remember why he had fallen into such a situation. But now, it seems that there is only one possibility: kidnapping.

Zhang Hong couldn't help crying, and the sobbing sound became louder and louder.

The rider soon noticed his movements, and he yelled: "Damn, this guy is disgusting, he cried at Uncle Awan, Uncle Awan doesn't like to hear people cry the most, he only likes to twist the head of the crying guy and help him hold the tears in his stomach." ”

"You'll have to screw it down too, cowards have more than one place to put water. ”

Zhang Hong shuddered when he heard it, and stopped his voice. At this time, a few hoarse voices came from not far away: "Zhang Hong, Zhang Hong, is it you? Are you still alive?" Zhang Hong listened for a while, only to find that at this time, Hong Lifeng's voice, he was ecstatic at first, but then he understood that the other party must have been caught, and his heart fell to the bottom again. These people were so vicious that he didn't dare to answer, just closed his eyes tightly, hoping that it was a nightmare and that it would pass sooner.

"Yo, the other pig barked too. You're too light, and you're only halfway there, and both guys are awake. Orville said.

"Then let them go back to sleep. This Awan is the best. ”

Zhang Hongxian heard a bang, and Hong Lifeng's shouting stopped abruptly. Then a large hand covered his mouth and pressed everything he spit out to his face, and he began to struggle, writhing, and then being hit hard in the back of the head, and losing consciousness again.

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The icy cold water rushed into his nostrils and mouth, ran down his cheeks, seeped into his neckline, and Zhang Hong woke up suddenly. He choked and coughed, each cough tugging at his leg and making him want to scream in pain. He struggled to shake the wet hair from his forehead, blinking desperately, and finally saw the scene in front of him.

A tall, sturdy man stepped on a stool, crossed his hands on his hips, and bent slightly over him to look at him. The man had a pair of wolf-like eyes, and when Zhang Hong looked at them, a huge fear involuntarily spread from the bottom of his heart. A deadly aura grabbed his neck like a giant hand, making it impossible for him to breathe. He was shivering, like a newborn cat shivering in the cold wind. The man curled the corners of his mouth slightly, straightened up, like a wolf temporarily retracting its fangs, staring at its prey from afar, ready to pounce and bite his throat at any moment.

At this time, Zhang Hong's gaze had a chance to leave the other party's eyes and scan the surroundings in a panic.

This place is like a dilapidated dungeon, Zhang Hong saw that Hong Lifeng was also splashed with water, and was slowly waking up, both of them were tied behind their backs and sat on the root of the dungeon.

The tall man had dark blonde hair and a ponytail tied back at the back of his head, and was about thirty or forty years old. His skin was dark, his lips were purple, and his face was carved with the color of wind and frost. He wore an off-white linen shirt underneath a pair of blue tweed trousers, and a somewhat shabby leather belt with a gold buckle and a dagger and a scimitar stuck around his waist. On his feet he stepped on a pair of black leather boots, and he was still tiptoeing on the stool. The man was actually quite handsome, but he exuded a lingering smell of blood.

There were two big men standing beside him, one of them a brown-haired man with a long scar on his face, as burly as a wall, holding an empty bucket in his hand, looking at them with a sinister smile. He said to the man in the middle, "Boss, there is a fool and a coward here, and Orville shot down the stronger one with an arrow from the woods, and then Awan rushed up and caught them without difficulty. It's easier than catching two chicks. Ha ha. ”

Zhang Hong looked at Hong Lifeng again, only to find that there was still an arrow stuck in his shoulder, and the blood had soaked half of his body.

"Boss, we found this too, the guy who got the arrow tried to use this against us, and this thing spewed fire, almost hitting Awan in the head. Orville handed Hong Lifeng's rifle to the tall man, who took it in his hand and looked through it.

"Fart, he didn't hurt me at all, I hit this thing with an axe. Or my axe is the most powerful. Awan said angrily.

"It looks like an alchemy tool?hmph, did any of you see how they use it?" the tall man's voice was a little hoarse.

"It's like being headlong at someone else and then ......"

With a "bang", the gun went off, and several people were jumped, and the bullet made a hole in the earthen wall. The tall man walked over and touched the hole, then sneered and said to Awan: "When you didn't stimulate the bloodline, it was enough to blow your head." Although it is far less than my full strength, it is still very useful against those fools who have no fighting spirit and no blood. He tossed the gun to Awan, who scratched his head wryly.

"You, who are you?" At this time, Hong Lifeng seemed to come to his senses, he looked up at the tall man, and asked weakly.

The tall man smiled slightly, stepped forward and grabbed the arrow shaft on Hong Lifeng's shoulder, and turned it in, Hong Lifeng suddenly let out a miserable cry, "I don't like to ask no questions, someone just speaks casually! I don't like it very much! But today I am in a good mood, since you asked, I can answer your little question." My name is Cadiz, a wandering knight. Of course, there are also people who give me a better name, calling me 'King of Horse Thieves'. ”