"My adoptive father is Zhang Huaiyi, you dare to hit me?" Xue Ba had a ferocious look on his face, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Snapped!
Yan Dashan glared angrily, and without saying a word, he slapped him with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and then slapped him hard with a big ear scraper.
Xue Ba screamed, his face distorted with anger, his red eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent, and he shouted in a cold voice:
"You are all dead. You are dead. I will call you foster father..."
"..."
Snapped!
Yan Dashan didn't wait for him to finish his words, slapped him again with his backhand, and said with a sneer: "Based on what you did today, you still want to walk out of this mountain col? Do you still want to see your adoptive father? You are wishful thinking!"
"You...you dare!"
Xue Ba's pupils shrank suddenly, and Yan Dashan's words made him feel cold all over. Yes, the current situation is extremely unfavorable... But soon his eyes became firm and he threatened:
"If you dare to touch me today, my foster father Zhang Huaiyi will definitely destroy all nine of your tribes! I..."
Snapped!
Yan Dashan slapped him again.
The corners of Xue Ba's mouth kept twitching, and his red eyes stared hard at Yan Dashan. He chewed lightly in his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with several teeth.
"My adoptive father is Zhang Huaiyi..."
Snapped!
"My adoptive father is Zhang..."
Snapped!
"My adoptive father is..."
Snapped!
"I……"
Snapped!
"..."
Snapped!
Yan Dashan's slap that looked like an iron fan made Xue Ba's eyes flash with stars, his head became dizzy, and his ears roared.
He finally felt afraid.
His blood-stained lips were trembling, and he felt unwilling to do so. He was Zhang Huaiyi's adopted son! Now he was slapped by a reckless man until stars appeared in his eyes.
He wanted to continue to threaten, but... it was really too uncomfortable.
After a while, his dizziness improved a little. He raised his eyes and saw Yan Dashan standing in front of him like a glaring King Kong.
What made him extremely horrified was that Yan Dashan's palm was still in the air, ready to slap it down hard, as if waiting for him to speak.
Xue Ba suddenly felt the deep malice the whole world had towards him, and immediately shut his mouth tightly without saying a word. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. He remembered this reckless man.
Snapped!
But at this moment, a slap as big as a cattail fan suddenly came out.
Xue Ba was unprepared and was so dizzy from being photographed that he felt like the brains in his head were all mixed together.
I didn't even speak, why are you slapping me... Xue Ba's heart was filled with anger. After his head became clearer, he suddenly raised his eyes and stared at me.
However, after meeting Shang Yan Dashan's angry, vajra-like eyes, he immediately lowered his head and did not dare to resist... A gentleman should be patient, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years... Xue Ba comforted himself like this.
…
The other side.
The little girl hiding behind Su Xian witnessed the whole scene of Yan Dashan beating Xue Ba.
She gasped violently and her eyes widened.
Whenever Xue Ba shouted, "My foster father is Zhang Huaiyi," her little heart seemed to be weighed down by a mountain, making her breathless.
Whenever Yan Dashan beat Xue Ba with a slap as big as a cattail leaf fan, the Taishan in her heart was removed, and her whole body felt relaxed...
This alternated several times, until Yan Dashan beat Xue Ba completely and bowed his head completely, daring not to speak. The stone hanging in the little girl's heart finally fell to the ground.
Her whole body was relaxed.
"Wow……"
Then she burst into tears.
It was a real cry, the childish and hoarse voice resounding throughout the mountain col.
Liu Huixiang hurriedly took out the snow-white handkerchief she carried with her and comforted her while wiping her tears.
Su Xian also turned around and saw that she was crying so sadly and was at a loss. He had no experience in comforting a little girl...
After a while, the little girl stopped crying.
Her two small, dirty hands tightly grasped Su Xian's clothes. She walked towards the flatbed truck on the side of the road. She gently pulled Su Xian and raised her dirty, young face. Prayed:
"Brother, please, please save my sister. She has not eaten or drank water for three days... She is my only relative. Please save her!"
"..."
Su Xian stepped forward and followed her to the flatbed truck on the side of the road. At the same time, he ordered the owner of the wild shop who looked extremely dull and frightened: "Bring some food, preferably gruel."
"good!"
The stooped owner of the wild shop hurriedly ran to the thatched house.
Liu Huixiang, Lin Chuan, and the soldiers all followed Su Xian, and they all walked towards the flatbed truck on the roadside.
"Don't worry, little sister, the bad guy has been defeated. Not only can we save you, but we can also save your sister... You will all be fine!"
Liu Huixiang comforted her with warm words.
Su Xian, Lin Chuan, and the soldiers also offered words of comfort.
The little girl was holding Su Xian's clothes and walking anxiously towards the flatbed truck with her short legs. Seeing everyone saying this, infinite hope gradually rose in her heart.
Her father was murdered.
Her mother was also killed.
Other uncles, relatives, and even the servants, maids, playmates, etc. at home are all gone.
In the end, only one sister was left to depend on each other. This was her only relative. She could not live without her sister, otherwise the world would be so lonely and cold with only her...
Soon, Su Xian and others came to the roadside. After a few steps, they finally approached the dilapidated flatbed truck.
Everyone was actually in a good mood. Although they encountered a scum like Xue Ba, the scum would be killed today, and they also rescued several people from the tiger's mouth.
As the saying goes, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
They were in a really good mood.
But... when Su Xian, Liu Huixiang and others approached the flatbed truck, they couldn't help but pause in their steps. Everyone's expressions suddenly changed at the same time, and they all fell silent.
What did they see?
It turned out that the person lying on the flatbed truck was the little girl's only surviving sister. Her head and face were actually... covered with a piece of white cloth!
When a living person is lying down, how can anyone cover their face with a white cloth?
This shows that...the little girl's only surviving relative is actually dead!
"Big brother?"
At this time, the little girl realized that she could no longer pull Su Xian, so she stopped and looked up, with joy, hope, and a hint of doubt on her dirty little face.
Su Xian and others looked down, and after seeing the joy and hope on the little girl's face, they felt uncomfortable and a little blocked.
With heavy hearts, they continued to walk towards the flatbed. None of them spoke, and they didn't know how to tell the little girl about this later...
As we got closer, Su Xian and the others were standing in front of the flatbed truck.
At this time, the owner of the wild shop brought porridge.
The little girl lay on the side of the flatbed truck, trying hard to raise her toes. She looked at Su Xian and prayed with a happy face, just like when she was a child looking forward to the New Year:
"Brother, please save my sister..."
"..."
Su Xian sighed secretly, looked at Yang Zhilan and ordered: "Zhilan, come here."
As an internal guard killer, Yang Zhilan was not afraid of corpses. She nodded and walked over, gently lifting the white cloth covering the little girl's face——
That face was supposed to be beautiful, but now it was full of scars and blue and white, especially those eyes... They would never rest in peace!
There was a pile of hay under her head. The hay was mixed with her black hair, making her look extremely miserable.
Su Xian, Liu Huixiang, Lin Chuan, and the soldiers present all turned their heads away and couldn't bear to look at each other.
Needless to say, the little girl’s sister had indeed been dead for a long time.
