Ye Tingcheng was grabbed by the stout man, ripped open his clothes, and exposed his back, "Oh, this girl still has a birthmark like an auspicious cloud on her back!" ”

When the stout man saw it, he immediately said in a loud voice, and he beckoned others to come and see.

"It's really unusual, such a beautiful birthmark!" Several of the other slave traders let out exclamations of admiration when they saw it.

On the girl's emaciated left shoulder, there is really a red birthmark like an auspicious cloud, red, white and white, and it is very obvious. Not only were a few slave traders next to him led over to take a look, but even the old bus sitting on the side got up and separated the others from each other.

Ye Tingcheng gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, if it was before, she would have been sure to put down these big men who surrounded her, but now her body is too weak, more than dexterous, and her strength is insufficient, and she found that her control over this body after crossing is not very good, and she can't do what she wants. She can only continue to endure, and cannot act rashly.

"It's really beautiful." Lao Ba also had to admire it, he raised his hand and rubbed it on the girl's shoulder, and the cloud-like birthmark was a little redder. "It's true! It's not painted. ”

"Don't spoil this pretty thing." Lao Ba said to the person in charge of branding. "Keep it and sell it for a lot of money!" Then he waved his hand, "It's all gone, do you still want to work?" The rest of the people around immediately scattered.

"Okay. The boss says it! The person in charge of branding answered.

Just as the man was gesturing on Ye Tingcheng's shoulder to see where to fight, another slender young man was caught in front of the fire, and the strong man tore the thin rags on his back, revealing his scarred back. "Hit this first!" He roared gruffly, taking the red-hot soldering iron from the hand of the person in charge of the branding.

The young man didn't know where the strength came from, he raised his head and slammed it into the strong man's nose, and immediately hit the strong man's face covered with blood, and the soldering iron fell from the strong man's hand, and fell impartially on his instep, making him scream, he jumped on his feet, knocked over the stove, and the charcoal fire rolled to the ground, scalding several slave traders and slaves who were close by, and for a time the fire was in chaos.

The young man saw the opportunity, got up and ran wildly, and found that the young man was about to run, and several strong men behind him chased after him. The young man's figure was very dexterous, and he cleverly used the terrain to avoid the strong men, and resolutely fought back.

Lao Ba watched with interest the young man's frantic resistance, he had seen too many such things, he didn't say anything to scold, just watched the young man knock over a few men who came to arrest him, and ran to the side.

He couldn't get out of here, so Lao Ba wasn't in a hurry, he just wanted to see how much energy the young man had. Ye Chengcheng also quietly stepped aside and watched silently. There were still a dozen guards outside, and the boy couldn't get out.

The young man was thin after all, and although he bravely knocked down a few slave traders who came to arrest him, he was still thrown to the ground because of his physical exhaustion, and happened to fall in front of Ye Chengcheng.

The young man's raised gaze fell on Ye Qingcheng's face, which was full of anger and pathos, mixed with unwillingness and despair.

The same self-esteem as she did at the beginning, Ye Tingcheng watched the whole process coldly, and sighed slightly in her heart, but she admired this young man's spirit of resistance, she hadn't seen him before, he should have been newly sent.

The slave trader's fists and feet rained down on the young man's slender body, and he bit his lip and said nothing, but protected his head and chest with his elbows.

Lao Ba walked over, separated the slave traders, and stepped on the young man's back with his leather boots, "Very good at fighting!" If I break your hamstrings and tendons, see how you still run! He increased the force under his feet, and Ye Qingcheng could almost hear the creaking sound of the young man's spine being stepped on.

Ye Qingcheng couldn't bear to frown, even she felt pain for him.

The young man was still stubborn and silent, but just looked at Lao Ba fiercely, like a little wolf.

"Hey! How dare you stare at me! Lao Ba picked up the young man and pinched him viciously around his slender neck, "Lao Tzu has seen a lot of little cubs to you, which onion are you?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu strangled you! ”

The boy continued to resist, his nails scratching Lao Ba's arm, and suddenly scratched a few bloody marks.

"You little rabbit, I really think Lao Tzu won't dare to kill you!" Lao Ba was in pain, almost let go, and said angrily, his subordinates exerted force, and suddenly pinched the young man's face red, and he couldn't breathe.

"Killing him won't do you any good." Ye Qingcheng, who was squatting on the side, slowly spoke. If she watched the excitement again, the boy would really be strangled to death.

"What?" Lao Ba was stunned and looked at the thin and beautiful girl on the ground.

After raising for half a month, the scars on her body are almost faint, and her skin glows with a warm color due to adequate diet and sleep, especially hazy and delicate under the starlight, her cheeks are no longer so deep, and her still thin little face has begun to bloom with a beautiful demeanor.

Her gaze was as cool as water, calm without a trace of waves, just looking at herself so quietly.

Since she was captured, she has never spoken, and when she opened her mouth suddenly, her voice was a little low and hoarse in her immaturity, but it was indescribably pleasant.

"Kill him, and you'll lose a lot of money." Ye Chengcheng said again calmly.

"You're interceding for him?" Lao Ba looked at the little girl with interest. "You know him?"

"I don't know." Ye Tingcheng shook his head, "I'm just thinking about you. ”

"Oh?" Lao Ba laughed, he had been a slave trader for so many years, and it was the first time he had heard that slaves would think about slave traders. He has seen many flattering slaves, but he is the first one who speaks so lightly and calmly like this little girl.

"Tell me how to think about me." Lao Ba threw the young man to the ground heavily, and then stepped on the young man's back, he pouted and looked back at Ye Tingcheng. The boy was abruptly let go, gasping for breath.