The red-faced man screamed, his arms twisted in weird postures, and he knelt on the ground with a ferocious face and a devilish laughter in his ears.
"How is it? Little brother, do you like it very much? Isn't this posture good? Is it very comfortable?"
So comfortable!
The scarred man didn't believe in evil and licked his chapped lips: "You little girl is so delicious!"
"That's enough for your sister!" Tong Ziyao snorted coldly, threw away her 1.2 meter short leg, and kicked the scarred man's third leg hard.
"ah--"
The scarred man was unable to dodge, and Tong Ziyao predicted his prediction. This kick showed no mercy at all. It is estimated that the scarred man will have to be brothers with his father-in-law for the rest of his life.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Dou Chong turned around and before he could run away, Tong Ziyao rushed up like a firecracker and fell on his back, causing his back to break.
The other two bandits looked at each other and ran away.
Tong Ziyao grinned: "Where to escape? Stop!"
stop?
Damn it, you’re just a fool to stop!
How could Tong Ziyao just watch a fish that slipped through the net escape? He rushed forward with a lunge, one person fell down, and the other person's knees weakened, two stones hit the acupuncture points, and he knelt down directly.
Tong Ziyao glanced at the unconscious woman, took out a rope, and in the eyes of several bandits who were kidnapping and eating people, she stripped them down to only their shorts, put the money and bills in their pockets, and tied them together.
Tsk tsk, perfect!
"Auntie, wake up!" Tong Ziyao knelt down and pinched the woman's philtrum.
With a muffled groan, the woman opened her eyes with a confused look on her face. She suddenly remembered something and panicked, pushing Tong Ziyao away: "Little girl, run!"
"Auntie, why are you running? We were saved by kind people." Tong Ziyao blinked with innocent eyes.
The woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, little girl. It's all my fault that my cheap son died somewhere?"
Tong Ziyao: "..."
"When Ye Xiangdong comes home, I will break his legs! He must have caused the trouble." The wife who called herself Ye Xiangdong smiled coyly, got up quickly, patted the dirt on her body, and saw the little girl looking at him timidly. I am a little embarrassed.
"Ahem, little girl, why do you think Auntie is so unfamiliar with you?"
"Auntie, before, grandma and aunt wouldn't let me go out..." Tong Ziyao's eyes were full of tears, she hesitated to speak, but she couldn't help complaining in her heart.
Is this the legendary enemy on a narrow road? An old man's wife?
Ahhhh——
"Little girl..."
"Auntie, my name is Bai Qianqian!" Tong Ziyao lowered her eyes and sniffed.
"Just call me Aunt Hailan. My daughter is a few years older than you, her name is Ye Qingyan..." Aunt Hailan held Tong Ziyao's hand and kept talking.
"Aunt Hailan, why don't you... go home first? I'll send those people to the town?" Tong Ziyao said tentatively.
"What should I give you? You are a little girl. My unlucky son will be back soon." Aunt Hailan shook her head repeatedly, joking that for such a delicate and frail little girl, what if the bandits ran away on the way? What should I do if the little girl is harmed?
I am not old and confused yet.
After saying this, Aunt Hailan lowered her head, found the big knife dropped by the bandit, put it on her shoulder, and walked towards the bandits aggressively: "Let me see if I don't beat you to death!"
Tong Ziyao was stunned and stunned, Aunt Hailan was so powerful!
Dao Scar and the others were beaten until they cried for father and mother. This old woman was a ruthless person who only targeted men's vital parts.
Half an hour later, when Aunt Hailan was tired of beating people, she saw a man riding a bicycle from a distance, shouting at the top of his lungs: "You bastard, hurry up, I'm going to be beaten to death."
Tong Ziyao resisted the urge to laugh, shrugged her shoulders, quietly picked up the small bamboo building, turned around and ran away.
When Ye Xiangdong came closer, listened to his wife Balabala tell what happened, and looked for the savior, where was Tong Ziyao's figure?
"Oh, you're the one who scared me. You said you had nothing to do all day long with a straight face and a cold face. Who would like that little girl? Go, go, get these bastards away quickly, I'll go find Bai That girl Qianqian said thank you!" Aunt Hailan drifted away like the wind before Ye Xiangdong agreed.
Ye Xiangdong's eyes dimmed, holding the rope in one hand and a steady hand in the other, riding his bicycle back to the town.
The bandits looked at each other. What did this man look like?
Want to run?
There are no doors!
Little girls don’t know what to do? The rope around him became tighter and tighter as he struggled, almost strangling him to death.
Tong Ziyao ran two miles away in one breath and sat on the roadside panting, thinking to herself, are you afraid of something?
The old man doesn't have a big head and six arms.
"Hey, Qianqian girl, I finally caught up with you." Aunt Hailan panted and chased after her, grabbing Tong Ziyao's arm, "What are you afraid of? That naughty son of mine retired from the army. He has that kind of virtue. Don't be afraid."
"Ahem... Aunt Hailan, it's getting late, and I'm afraid my mother will be anxious." Tong Ziyao's eyes were chattering, for fear that Aunt Hailan would drive her home.
Not to mention, Aunt Hailan really had this plan. She caught a little girl in the middle and wanted to take her home. Who would let her troubled and cheap son have no partner?
For such a big man in the village, his children will be spoiled.
Tong Ziyao twitched the corner of her mouth, quickened her pace, and chatted casually with Aunt Hailan. If she couldn't help it, she was afraid of being chased to introduce her revolutionary companions.
When they reached the fork in the road, Aunt Hailan looked at Tong Ziyao reluctantly: "Qianqian girl, please come to my aunt's house when you have time and make crispy fish for you."
"Okay, see you Aunt Hailan." Tong Ziyao waved her little hands, trotted away with a small basket on her back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Such a good girl, but it's a pity that my brat is not good enough for someone else. An old cow eats young grass, and it looks pretty when it's not growing up!" Aunt Hailan muttered as she returned home. When she opened the door, she saw her troubled girl. I almost set the kitchen on fire when I heard the roar of a Hedong lion.
"Ye Qingyan!"
"Mom... I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it?" Ye Qingyan shrank her neck subconsciously. Only her brother could withstand the roar of the Hedong lion.
Aunt Hailan got angry when she saw her daughter's behavior: "Look at how repressed you are. You don't know whose father you are?"
Ye Qingyan almost choked herself to death with a mouthful of old blood, "Mom, I...I'll go back to cooking right now."
"Go away! I don't like you. You are as good as your father and don't worry at all. It's better to be Qianqian." Aunt Hailan muttered and pushed Ye Qingyan away, "Go and do the laundry."
Ye Qingyan's heart rang with alarm bells: "Mom, who is Qianqian?" Could it be the yellow-haired girl who came to Bai Laoer's house? Could your mother be Qianqian’s biological mother?
Aunt Hailan doesn't know what her precious daughter is thinking, otherwise she would have to slap her on the head. What would she be thinking? Go to sleep, everything is there in your dreams.
"Mother will take you to find her when you are free." The voice floated into the kitchen. Ye Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly put the dirty clothes into the basin, lowered her head and walked towards the door.
"ah--"
