Chapter 7: The Turtles Struggle
"Ma'am?" the guard asked tentatively.
"Hurry back. The woman said.
"Hurry up...... Rush back?"
The woman stopped talking, and the new guard sent by the lord ...... Slightly stupid.
In the sound of breathing, the guard reacted, hastily drew his sword, turned to aim at Xiaoli, and roared, "Go back!"
Sato looked the guard up and down with the eyes of a madman, until the guard's eyes quickly changed from hastily flustered to a hungry wolf wanting to eat the lamb, and then he reluctantly turned around.
"Keep up. This time there was a crisp girl's voice coming from inside the car.
The coachman leaned back slightly, kicked the horse's ass gently, and pulled the reins.
The horse raised its head, shook its mane, opened its mouth wide, raised its neck, snorted, and raised its hooves.
The hooves fell silently, only the bell hit the copper.
......
The scuffle over steamed buns is not over yet, but there are quite a few beggars who have fallen to the ground and snorted.
Lin Mo was being chased and beaten by two beggars at this time.
I lost one of the broken shoes on my feet, and I had no feeling when I stepped on my feet in the dazzling white snow.
He knew that as long as he lost the steamed bun in his arms, he could pick up the straw sandals that other people didn't want.
And as long as you put on those shoes, your feet will be much more comfortable if you are bruised from the cold.
But the steamed bun in his arms is life for him who hasn't eaten for two days.
Life and comfort...... He didn't want to die comfortably.
That...... You'll have to run a little faster. Lin Mo gritted his teeth and thought, but his feet ...... It's getting harder and harder to move.
"Dingโ"
A crisp bell sound reached his ears, causing his body to freeze.
Lin Mo begged, and because he shuttled through the streets and alleys day and night, he saw much more than the sons and brothers who stayed in the house all day long, some people who were not familiar with the world, and who read a few books and thought that they understood the sufferings of the people in the world. So, he heard more than the sound of copper plates falling into broken bowls and the words of people changing their words when they saw beggars.
This is...... Horse ringtones!
How can there be beggars riding here? I know that it is impossible!
Lin Mo suddenly remembered Bai Xiaoxin's reaction, as well as Xiao Xi......
Someone!!
"Quick-" Lin Mo was thrown to the ground by the two of them, and the word "run" sprayed into the snow.
"Give it to me!" The beggar viciously pulled off the steamed bun that had changed shape from Lin Mo's hand and sent it to his mouth.
"Don't think about it!" Seeing this, the other beggar who had partnered with the beggar to suppress Lin Mo saw this, let go of the hand that was holding Lin Mo's arm, and said in a sharp voice, "Even if Bai Xiaoxin eats alone, you want to do the same?" he kicked at the beggar.
The dirty kick hit the wrist holding the steamed bun, and the steamed bun smashed in the face of the beggar who wanted to eat alone.
Lin Mo was able to turn over for some reason, and blood came out of his forehead and the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care about these anymore, but hurriedly looked towards the alley-
A stout shadow.
A pair of looming hooves.
A driver who took the car.
Not a small carriage.
Lin Mo's pupils dilated suddenly, and he was cold and hot, but now he was cold both physically and mentally.
Many beggars had already noticed the uninvited guest at the corner of the alley, and everyone stopped their movements, stopped swearing, and stared at the car that did not move again.
Time stood still.
"Where is Bai Xiaoxin?" the guard asked condescendingly
"Scatter him!"
"Otherwise, no one will be able to escape!"
The guards were greeted by the beggars' quick decision, but there was no neat screaming and screaming.
The calmed water boiled again, and the water splashed everywhere!
The guard was slightly stunned.
"Ma'am?" the guard asked.
In the cold and hot alley, there was no response from the low-key and luxurious car, as the guards imagined.
Isn't it...... The wind was too strong to hear?
"Ma'am?" watched the dirty beggars get closer and closer to him, and the guard asked again in a deep voice.
There was still silence.
It seems that it means to leave it to yourself?
The guard curled the corners of his lips, a look of pity appeared on his face, and looked condescendingly at the beggar who had come to him.
His filthy face, his loose hair, was as vicious as a ruffle.
Beggars, aren't they lonely ghosts?
But why do they think that with their lowly bodies, they can cross this line of defense that they hold by themselves?
Sword, hiss.
Blood, splash.
Suddenly, there were three more corpses on the ground that were still twitching and the snow soaked in blood.
The beggars did not stop their steps, did not even look at the corpses of their companions, their deaths only fueled their desire to survive even more.
Too many beggars starved to death, and when they died, they didn't look like individuals. Described as withered, with a look of longing or resentment, followed by skin and bones, and then, gradually, attracting a bunch of strange-shaped maggots and flies.
Their blood will be corrupted and will stink.
Their blood will be sucked dry, and their flesh will be chewed off.
They've seen too many things that are more terrible than an unknown death before they die.
Therefore, they strive to live, to live, to try to get out of that red line that is on the verge of death.
The bodies of the three companions who had twitched a few times were still a long, long way from triggering the fear in their hearts.
A hand touched the foot of the smug guard.
Two hands grabbed the waist of the smug guard.
More and more hands,
More and more wolf-like jackal-like eyes.
The guards panicked, why did they shake their heads, why did these untouchables get close to them?
Aren't three corpses enough? Aren't they afraid of death?!
A small arm flew up, rose in the air for a moment, and fell limply to the ground a few times, colliding with a corpse.
"Ahh
At the same time as the little beggar screamed, his eyes changed, and he hung the guard's arm with his only remaining hand, and the whole person bit the guard's hand holding the sword with his teeth, and raised his head at the same time.
"Ahh
The guard screamed, and the sword reluctantly broke away from his master's hand, but he raised his foot and kicked the beggar hanging from his arm.
Flying with the beggars was the flesh dripping with blood.
Although many beggars flashed fast, the flying body still hit the other two beggars.
The sword dropped by the guard was held in the hand of a beggar.
"Alas. A defenseless sigh sounded, and the tip of the sword rested in front of the guard's eyes, just a little further into the eye sockets of the hunched and screaming guard.
The guards looked at the beggars who were still with distorted expressions on their faces, and their heads were covered with sweat.
"Waste. A crisp voice came from inside the car.
The guard clutched his bleeding wound with an annoyed look on his face, and kicked away several immobile beggars next to him.
"These people are looking for Bai Xiaoxin. Xiaoli said as he looked at the immobile beggars.
It's a pity that I was restrained, otherwise, I could fish in troubled waters......
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