"Someone you know?" Yin Nian looked at the many people huddled in the corner, one of whom was holding another shivering girl.
"That child, I clearly asked her to find a way to avoid it." Hong Fei clenched her fists.
But soon, she saw Wei'er protecting the other girls, and Hong Fei pressed her forehead hard.
Hong Fei said in a difficult voice: "I probably thought that the child must have been trapped in order to protect others when he was able to retreat."
This is the first time Weier has come out.
It's inevitable that you are still young, and you still don't understand that this entire city of madness is rotten to the core. Before you protect others, you must first protect your own principles.
Even if it is a reckless move, while you can still survive, you should remember to protect yourself while helping others. If it weren't for the fact that your life has reached the last moment, you have to make a deal with Hong Fei, even though in Hong Fei's heart, it is the only way to save your life. Well, Wan Zhaodi thought it was a deal, and he thought so until his death.
"Yin Nian." Hong Fei took Yin Nian's hand, "Stand here and let me come."
Yin Nian stared at the delusional baby egg thoughtfully.
His hands were sore from waving, and he waved behind him very excitedly: "Quick, quick, draw it down, my whip swings are really beautiful." He probably felt that he was very brave at this moment.
"Bitch, this is what you get for talking back to me."
As he said that, he whipped Weier a few more times. There were a few people behind him who were carrying a lot of painting equipment. Not surprisingly, they spread out paper on the ground and began to trace the scars on the women huddled in the corner. Start painting.
The young master of the Wan family was tired after beating him for so long, and he was breathing heavily. The waiters around him always prepared tea for him to take a sip, and he also gestured at the whip marks. Then, he showed a satisfied smile: "With these few whips, even if other so-called geniuses come, they will not be as good as me."
The more he thought about it, the more powerful he felt.
He raised his foot and kicked the painter who was rolling up his sleeves to draw a picture. "Hurry up. It will be hung in my study by then."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone next to him timidly shout: "Brother, something seems to have happened outside."
"Tsk." The young master of the Wan family raised his hand and slammed the tea cup in his hand. Hong Fei didn't even try to hide, but resisted hard and poured boiling water all over her head.
"If you lose money, you will spoil my fun!"
He immediately remembered the bad thing about Yin Nian. He originally thought that Yin Nian would be cleaned and brought to his bed tonight, but in the end, Yin Nian not only didn't hurt a hair, but also threatened them in turn?
God knows when he woke up at that time, he heard Yin Nian's voice, and he was so frightened that he fell off the bed.
Thinking of this, he murmured something he didn't know he was scolding. He took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his neck. He glanced coldly at the girls in the corner and said, "Remember, it was Yin Nian who caused you to be like this." .”
"If her words hadn't put me in a bad mood today, you wouldn't have gotten into trouble with me." What reason did he use to punish them at that time?
It seems like the door closed too hard?
Breathing too heavily?
Did you happen to see him fall off the bed?
I forgot, he could fight if he wanted to.
"It's you." He lifted Weier's cheek with his fingers, and her face was swollen. "Don't think that after serving me for one night, you can plead for them and protect them. You are nothing, you know Is it? It’s just a sow in my backyard.”
Yin Nian listened expressionlessly.
Hong Fei stood by with a very experienced smile and said: "Brother, go out and take a look. After all, you are the only heir to Wucheng. Now such a big thing has happened. If you don't go and take charge, the morale of the military outside will be in chaos. "
Of course it can't be chaotic.
There is something wrong.
But she knew very well that this good-for-nothing was just going to do this.
Sure enough, he pretended to hold up his neck and looked around, "That's right. What a mess this delirium would be without me. You can hang up my painting in person later."
"I know, brother." Hong Fei was obedient and submissive as usual.
"You have to be lucky that you are my sister. If anyone else had rashly interrupted, I would have beaten you to death!" He raised his hand in a gesture, gestured up and down in front of Hong Fei twice, and walked away proudly.
Weier lowered her head, not even daring to look at Hong Fei.
She doesn't do as well as her sisters.
Fortunately, it didn't cause trouble for Sister Wan.
"Okay, take her down." Hong Fei raised her hand and said coldly, as if she and Wei'er had never known each other before, "Don't die here and pollute your brother's yard. It's bad luck."
It wasn't until these people were pushed and staggered away that Hong Fei's tense nerves relaxed.
Those painters were very fast, and there was more than one painter.
Yin Nian quickly saw the painting.
A group of trembling women, and a arrogant young master who showed off his power.
They hugged themselves tightly, their eyes full of shame and humiliation.
And the instigator was very proud, with pride written all over his face.
"Tsk, tsk." Yin Nian heard inexplicable smiles on the faces of many people walking by, "What a feast for the eyes so early in the morning."
There are also maids who are also women who are trembling, but they also have a sense of desolation, "How will they behave in the future? The reputation of the woman's family has been ruined, and the face has been lost. If I fall to this point, I might as well die." , just like those girls who were thrown out."
"Stop talking. We are lucky that we were not assigned to the young master."
The deformed painting, each heavy or light line, seems to be condensed with the most unreasonable and twisted dogma in the world, summarizing the laws of this world at the stroke of a pen.
The victim has low self-esteem and self-examination.
The perpetrator is arrogant and proud.
"Let's go." Hong Fei straightened her back and whispered in Yin Nian's ear, "This is just something that happened in an insignificant corner of the city."
She followed Hong Fei to the study room designated by the young master of the Wan family.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a huge painting.
The bloody background map comes from the pavement.
Hong Fei didn't know how many times she had seen this picture, but she still felt uncomfortable and moved her eyes away.
Turning his face to the side, he saw Yin Nian scanning every part of the painting very carefully.
She looked at the walls, and every one of them was covered with his "famous paintings".
There isn’t even much room to hang new paintings.
"Stop reading, you will go crazy if you read too much." Hong Fei said calmly.
"It's okay, I'm studying." Yin Nian lowered his hands, also very calm.
Hong Fei paused for a moment, what to study?
But she was still a little lucky, "I thought you were going to rush out and beat him up just now."
"It's true that I can use some aromatherapy, but it's a bit troublesome, and it's not a good time to do it now. Anyway, I'm relieved that you can hold it back." She really thought that Yin Nian couldn't control herself at the time.
"That was the original plan." Yin Nian did not deny it, "But after seeing him with my own eyes, I felt that it was too cheap for him."
"I have to find a more suitable method for him."
"After all, he is the only heir to the delusional family. He has to give us the crown prince, right?" Yin Nian curled her lips and laughed softly. The twisted and painful faces on the painting merged into her eyes one by one and disappeared into the darkness. .
Yin Nian suddenly turned around and asked, "Sister Hongfei, how many second generation ancestors are there like him in the entire Bailin Land?"
