There is a boat floating on the river. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The boat was full of girls.

Beautiful girl.

It was the prime of his youth, but he cried so much that his eyes were red and swollen, and his tears were repeated.

Perhaps it moved the heavens, and black clouds gathered in the sky.

After a few lightning strikes, torrential rain continued.

Even God cried with these girls.

What is the injustice, it can be so miserable?

Because this ship is a cargo ship that delivers goods to brothels.

Isn't the goods in the brothel just these girls?

The girls came from all over the world and were captured.

Caught by a flower seller.

The flower seller is not a single person, but a large group of people.

No one knows how many of them there are, only that they are ruthless and vicious in their hearts.

A girl with a bit of beauty, I don't know how much they have ruined.

After tasting the fresh, they sold the girl to a brothel and made a lot of money.

Can't you report to the official?

No, because they didn't just rob the girl.

And they killed people, and killed all those who had seen their faces.

You don't know who to arrest and how to let the government manage?

Whichever brothel buys these girls, it will sue the brothel, will the government not care?

It's not that it doesn't matter, it's that it can't be managed.

Because the girls all put their handprints on the deed of sale.

The state has its own laws, and the officials have to act according to the law.

Besides, this group of wicked people has come and gone without a trace, and all of them are masters.

Which official dares to ask, maybe he will be taken off his head.

The rain was upset, and the boatmen put on their robes and cursed a few times.

The fog on the river surface is so clear that it is no longer visible.

The boatmen picked up the lights and parked the cargo ship, so as not to trespass on the reef for fear of touching the reef.

The rain was getting colder and colder, and the girls were crying worse and worse.

Trapped in the river, unable to enter or retreat.

A bunch of beautiful girls get together, how can any man not be tempted?

One of the boatmen had been itching for a long time.

Suddenly it rained, is it a blessing from God?

He has evil thoughts in his heart, and there is no way to redeem him.

With a thought, he refused to wait any longer, strode into the cabin, and grabbed a girl.

The girl's face was pale, and before she could say a word, she tore her clothes by him.

White as jade, white as glowing.

The delicate body is open outside, which makes the boatman lustful even more.

He didn't care if anyone else was watching, and he opened his mouth to catch one of the girl's towers.

Other girls go to rescue, how can they have more strength than men?

He stunned one with his left punch and knocked one down with his right palm.

A pair of jade legs were raised high by him, and he brutally vented his sin.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to recuperate his spirits, and come in and play the second one later. ”

The wicked man threw down the harsh words, lifted his trousers, and walked out of the cabin.

The girls cried and humiliated, which was destined to be the fate of their youth.

With the first evildoer, the other boatmen drooled too.

A large group of girls can play for free, why didn't you think of it before?

Why bother with this waterway?

The boatmen rushed in, and their skirts were torn to the ground.

The cry penetrated the clouds and rain, how could a tragic word be clear?

When the game was rising, there was a flute sound on the river.

Even the sound of the rainstorm, the laughter of the boatmen, and the crying of the girls did not suppress the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute is tactful, breaking through the clouds.

At first, it was close, but in an instant it was close.

The boatman on the deck looked for the sound of the flute, almost frightened.

A man in Tsing Yi, with his feet on a reed grass, helped by the sound of a flute, and came through the waves.

It's like a ghost!

This reed grass was ten times more stable than any boat at his feet.

He didn't bend his legs, but he could jump up lightly and float down on the cargo ship.

When the boatman was stunned, he put away the bamboo flute and said softly: "Do you jump down by yourself, or will I do it?"

Friend or foe, not friend.

The boatman ripped his throat and summoned his companions.

Pick up the pulp and split it diagonally.

The man in Tsing Yi sneered, clamped the boat pulp with two fingers, and with a slight force, the boat pulp immediately shattered into powder.

His internal strength is mellow, and with the power of pulp, he cracked the boatman's mouth and shattered the husband's heart and lungs.

The boatman who deserved retribution finally had someone to clean him up.

Without shouting, he fell into the river.

The second boatman rushed out, and before he even had time to put on his pants, he rushed towards the man in Tsing Yi like a hungry tiger.

With a slight sidestep to dodge the boatman's thrashing, he raised his foot and kicked his eggs.

The boatman clutched his mortal treasure in his hands and wailed all day after day.

"You're already a waste, and you're useless if you don't die. ”

The man in Tsing Yi followed closer, made up for it, and kicked him into the river.

In two moves in succession, he killed two people.

Although the other boatmen rushed out, they no longer dared to move, and several heads slammed on the deck at the same time, shouting for the heroes to spare their lives.

"The word hero, also worthy of being said from your dog's mouth?"

The more they begged for mercy, the more ruthless the people in Tsing Yi became.

swept the bamboo flute, and lit the death hole of the boatmen in the air.

They all rolled their eyes like dead fish.

The man in Tsing Yi took care of all the wicked people, covered his eyes with one hand, looked for a cry, and stepped into the ship's cabin.

"It's too late to come down, and the girls suffer. ”

The girls covered their white jade-like bodies, and Ying Ying knelt down to him.

He always kept the courtesy, refused to put down the palm that covered his eyes, and said hatefully: "There are a few villains who have died on the deck, and if the girls want to be angry, they will go and cut off their flesh inch by inch now." ”

It's all teenage girls, who would dare to imagine such a bloody picture?

They all cried and thanked the heroes for their kindness, and the girls didn't know what to say.

"Alas, the girls are bodhisattvas. The man in Tsing Yi sighed heavily: "Just leave the whole corpse of these villains and throw them into the river to feed Wang Ba." ”

He turned and walked out of the cabin and kicked the dead men on deck into the river one by one.

When the deck is clear, it is filled with internal force and the flute sound is raised.

With the sound of a flute, he turned the bow of the boat and broke the waves.

When he was far away from the killing place, he walked to the side of the cabin and said softly: "After the girls have settled down a little, please inform your hometown, and I am willing to send the girls home one by one." ”

This heart is enough to move the sky.

The girls wept again, this time with joy.

God has eyes, and he sent a god to save his life.

The torrential rain continued, and the man in Tsing Yi stood at the stern of the boat.

He had been doused with cold, and no matter how much the girls pleaded, he would not set foot in the cabin.

He is not only a hero, but also a humble gentleman.

When sending the first girl back to the village, the village guard took all the villagers to kneel, grabbed the hand of the man in Tsing Yi, and burst into tears: "The strong man must leave his name, and my whole village will build an ancestral hall for the strong man to thank the strong man for his great kindness." ”

The people were emotional, and the people in Tsing Yi were also a little sad, and sighed loudly: "I hate that I don't have a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, and I let the girl have such a catastrophe in her life, where can I leave my name on the face?"

The girl raised her head, her starry eyes were swollen and weeping, and Yingying said: "If the strong man refuses to leave his name and let me bow every day, I can only die in front of the strong man to thank me." ”

The girl's voice was soft, and the girl's tone was decisive.

In order to avoid creating another tragedy in the world, the people in Tsing Yi had to sigh bitterly: "I am a useless person below, Yan Xiaomei." ”

The village wants to kill pigs and sheep to thank Daxia for sending his daughter, but Daxia refuses: "There are dozens of girls on the boat to send, and when he is successful, I will come again to ask for this cup of wine." ”

He carried out light work, walked away in the wind, and then provoked the villagers to bow and say goodbye.

I heard that the girls on the boat were sent home by him one by one.

Yan Xiaomei is no longer from Yangzhou, but from the martial arts.

The second thing has already been said, if you are still not convinced, he is the only hero in heaven and earth.

Let me tell you about the third thing.