According to the usual nature of these girls, they love to cry, and they are coaxed and coaxed in advance, saying that they will take them to a good place so as to avoid trouble. But when the man looked at Qing Wei's stubborn temper, he wanted to poke her shell and see her painful appearance.

The fist fell on Qing Wei, and the man said with a smile: "Do you know where to sell you?" ”

“……”

"Sell it to a teahouse as a running hall? No. Sold to the mansion as a concubine? No, sell ......"

His voice was low, trying to create a terrifying effect.

Unexpectedly, Qing Wei's expression was very cold, with a sneer: "Sell it to Goolan Courtyard, whatever you want." ”

Anyway, it's impossible for her to do anything to her at this age, as long as she has the opportunity, she can't be restrained anywhere.

His mind was guessed instantly, and the man was even more angry, and he whipped up and wheeled it towards Qing Wei.

"-Smack!"

……

……

I knew that it might be better to ask for softness, at least not to have such a heavy pain. Ran Qingwei's temperament insisted that she herself would not give in, so the more she didn't gnaw, the more the whip fell.

And the whip became more and more ruthless, and Qing Wei became more and more speechless.

This feeling of hating itching teeth and punching on cotton made the man tremble with anger.

The two people next to him shouted many times: "Head, don't fight, if you fight again, you should die......"

"Yes, don't fight, it's really dead, isn't there a penny left?"

The man hated it, where did he care so much: "Who the hell dares to stop it, Lao Tzu will beat her together!" ”

“……”

"Stop fighting."

The other watched as the whip fell, and the girl in front of her remained motionless, blood all over her body, barely able to tell where the new wound was and where the old scar was.

Even the face, which was deliberately not beaten, was hit a few times, and his cheeks were red. The blood was still bubbling out.

Such an injury Rao is a tough guy who can't support howling two voices, and this girl has not been silent, is it ......

The two of them looked around, not expecting to get to this extent: "...... No, it can't be out of gas, right? ”

“……”

Qing Wei's body just lay on the cold floor, motionless.

It's clearly such a close distance, but it feels very far away.

"You're going to take a look?" One thug looked at the other thug and winked.

At this time, the atmosphere was a little weird, although they had done a lot of evil things on weekdays, but it was really ...... to kill a little girl doll I haven't done it.

The other ...... didn't speak, as if he was a little afraid.

Thinking that Qing Wei's bones were so hard before his death, if he really died, what would he do if he really became a powerful ghost.

"Whoa!" A basin of cold water was poured on Qing Wei's head.

The three of them watched for a long time, a little silent.

The female dolls around them were even more crying and crying, curled up, and made a lot of noise.

"Splash again!"

The two looked at each other and splashed the water again.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The sound of water was incessant, and the 'corpse' was splashed three or four times in a row, but there was no response.

The man at the head gritted his teeth anxiously and waved his hand: "That's it, just throw her out of the city and bury her, so as to save trouble." ”

The two thugs were a little timid, but they only nodded.

I randomly found the surrounding straw and wrapped Qing Wei. This place was already close to the gate of the West City, and if you left the city and threw it into the suburbs, you didn't dare to pay much attention to it.

“…… Little girl, if you want to blame, you can only blame your bad life. ”

"In the next life, let's have a good tire again."