A house full of cannon fodder reads my mind. Who knows? I’m going crazy.

The young lady was kind. She was not angry after being rejected by Yan Bao. Instead, she stuffed the bun back and whispered, "Don't dislike it. You will be hungry at night. I have been hungry and know what it feels like to be hungry."

Yan Bao: "..."

Under the determined gaze of her small eyes, Yan Bao held it in his arms, his eyes indicating that he would eat when he was hungry, but he was not hungry now.

Only then did the young lady give up.

It was noisy outside, and they were locked in a dilapidated hut, which looked messy and looked like a cowshed.

When the people outside had calmed down and Yan Bao was about to fall asleep next to the little sister, he was pushed by the little sister and heard chaotic footsteps coming towards them, which frightened the other little girls and hid in the corner.

Everyone was so crowded that Yan Bao almost had no place to hide.

Soon, light enveloped them, and the broken door of their small house was opened. Mrs. Song appeared with a shiny face: "This group is all here. The weather is good this year. Everyone is not short of food, and there are not many people selling their daughters."

Mrs. Song pulled out the little girl that the Fourth Master was interested in and said, "Daniu, take her away. From now on, she will be your child bride. She must be taken care of."

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears.

The man named Danniu blushed. He looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old, but he actually knew how to adopt a daughter-in-law.

These water bandits know how to cause trouble.

Their arrival frightened the little girls.

None of them dared to look at them. Yan Bao took a look at the people coming through the gap between the little sister's cover. They were all weathered, dark-skinned, rough and slovenly men.

One of the old men stared at them with lewd eyes.

Yan Bao recognized that this was the old pervert who took the little sister away. He liked the little girl the most. If the little sister followed him, she would definitely not survive tonight.

Thinking of that steamed bun and looking at the young lady who was subconsciously protecting her behind her back, Yan Bao narrowed his eyes.

When it was the old pervert's turn to choose the little girl, when Yan Bao stretched out his hand to the little sister, she grew taller, revealing a small face as white as jade, with big eyes shining brightly in the faint light of the lantern. Shine.

The old pervert's eyes lit up when he saw her: "She, I want her, she looks like a glutinous rice dumpling, she's pretty!"

Mrs. Song didn't expect Yan Bao to be chosen: "This child is mute, are you sure you want her?"

"Mute?" The old pervert was a little disgusted. After all, he liked torture. Hearing the little girl howl, he found it exciting.

A mute cannot scream.

When Yan Bao realized that she was being disliked, she looked pitiful.

Seeing this in the eyes of the old pervert, I immediately felt itchy in my heart. A mute is a mute. Such a cute little girl must look good when she cries.

The old pervert had a firm attitude: "It's her, I'll give you the money, and I'll take you with me!"

Mrs. Song took the broken money bag and squeezed it. Fifty taels, tsk, it was worth it.

Anyway, it is not her child. It is taken away by the old dog. Anyway, it has nothing to do with her whether it is alive or dead. Whoever made her stand up deserves it.

Yan Bao was taken away by the old pervert.

The young lady wanted to hold her, but Yan Bao avoided it and gave her a comforting look: "If I don't go, it's you, young lady, who will die!" 】

[For the sake of steamed buns, let me save your life! 】Yan Bao follows the old pervert step by step, walking through the market in a swaggering way

The main reason is that the old pervert has a twisted mentality and likes to show off that he has got good things. As long as he has money, he will buy back the little girls he has received over the years and abuse them.

Even if someone can't see it, they can't do anything to him.

He is the elder brother of the big boss and has backers in the Green Snake Gang. As long as it doesn't go too far, everyone will let him.

For example, today, Yan Bao was pulled by the straw rope in her hand and followed him around. He was looked at like a monkey with pitiful eyes. Some women knew Yan Bao's fate and looked at him with pity.

"This kid is pitiful!"

“How come you’re so good-looking and fell into the hands of an old dog?”

"That's horrible!"

"Hey, I don't know if she can survive tonight."

Others laughed at the old dog: "Hey, this little girl is pretty good, old dog uncle needs to be gentler!"

"The little girl will be lucky if she follows Uncle Dog."

The old dog chuckled: "Don't worry, I won't disturb everyone to rest!"

He said this, every time he got a little girl, he would not only make everyone sleep well at night, but also deliberately make those little girls scream in fear, despair, wail, and cry for help.

They were relieved to hear that the person they bought this time was a mute.

A mute cannot make a sound.

Also, if it wasn't defective, how could it have been sold to Mrs. Song.

It's also possible that Mrs. Song patted the person away.

Who is Mrs. Song? She is the most cruel. Under the guise of Renyazi, she has sent little girls and boys to their village over the years.

Little girls are prepared for those who don't have a wife, and little boys are for those who don't have sons, or they can be trained to become water bandits and become murderous water bandit boys.

Yan Bao followed the old pervert with an expressionless face. Thanks to him, Yan Bao could pay better attention to this temporary village and note down several exits and a road leading to the back.

After showing off enough, Lao Gou took Yan Bao to the place where he lived. For the sake of the boss, the place where he lived was pretty good.

Yan Bao was pulled hard and fell to the ground.

Before she could get up, the old dog had already closed the door and touched his chin obscenely: "Little girl, what's your name?"

After asking, I remembered: "Oh, you are mute and can't speak."

"It doesn't matter, you can't say you can listen to me." The old pervert took a bottle of wine and a handful of peanuts while drinking and talking: "Do you know which number you are in?"

As he spoke, he took off a string of beads from his neck and counted them one by one. It was obvious that he was not very good at mathematics and could no longer count to ten, and there were seven or eight more to follow.

He put the beads on Yan Bao's neck. They didn't look like Bodhi. They were covered in pulp and showed a bit of oil: "Don't be afraid, they are all your sisters, and your bones will be strung on them in the future."

Yan Bao trembled and stared at the string of bones on his neck, then realized that they were human bones.

Seeing her ugly face, the old pervert laughed loudly: "You are very smart. You guessed that these are human bones without me even telling you?"

Yan Bao moved his lips: Abnormal!

The old pervert deliberately listened and said, "What are you talking about, please speak louder, I can't hear you."

Before Yan Bao could spit, he continued: "Oh, you also want to skewer your own skull on it, that's fine!"

Yan Bao suddenly felt that his neck was weighing a thousand pounds.

Skull?

This man deserves to die.

Forget about killing them, they even polished the skulls into bone skewers and wore them around their necks.

"Are you scared?" The old pervert likes to see people look frightened.

Especially the way the little girl, who is weak, pitiful and helpless, is at the mercy of others, crying with her tender and cute little face, he likes the most: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you are so cute, I will let you live a little longer, as long as you good!"

Looking at the big hand stretched out by the old pervert, Yan Bao curled his lips. The substitute charms she had saved could finally come in handy.

As he wrapped his hands around his neck, the avatar disappeared.

The old pervert only felt short of breath, as if someone had strangled his neck.

He was clearly pinching the little girl's soft neck, which could be broken with a click.

Why is he pinching his own neck?

The old pervert is panicking!