picked up a little dumb

The man was standing beside the table angrily, holding a belt in his hand. While cursing, he swung the belt and whipped Xiao Ning from time to time. Every time the belt fell on the flesh, there was a muffled sound, which made everyone's heart skip a beat. , the white shirt on Xiaoning's body was already in a mess, and with the whipping of the belt, it became a ball of cloth wrapped around her body, and some places were stained with blood. The bright red color was shocking to watch.

The man beat him for a while, seeing that Xiao Ning was stubbornly refusing to let go, and he was unwilling to condescend to pull him, so he raised his foot and kicked a boy who was cowering behind him, angrily said: "Go , drag him out for me, if he can’t be dragged out, I will double what he deserves tonight and use it on you!”

The boy also looked very scared, but he was frightened by his lust, so he had no choice but to crawl over and drag Xiao Ning. Xiao Ning entangled with him tearfully. Injured, wanting to grab the table leg and beware of him pulling it, the back and forth is about to be dragged out.

What An Yang saw was this scene, but the man still felt unsatisfactory watching the two people's helpless struggle, and raised his hand to slap the boy who was pulling him, but just as he raised his hand, he was held The severe pain in his wrist made him unable to use any strength, he turned his head and shouted furiously: "Who the hell dares to stop me?"

"You can see clearly, it's me." An Yang raised one eyebrow, his tone became cold with anger, "I will not only stop you today, but also beat you."

As he said that, he punched the man in the eye socket, and there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, and the man who was showing off his power just now fell on the beach in embarrassment with his face covered, and it took him a long time to stand up, so angry that he couldn't even speak. Speaking incoherently: "Who the hell are you? Dare to hit me?"

"Young man An Yang," An Yang raised his lips and sneered, "You don't need to worry about who I am, I beat you today as the master of Xiao Ning, if you touch my person without my permission, you should hit me, It was already polite of me not to take the whip back."

The man looked at him incredulously, "Are you fighting me because of a slave? Or a fucking slave that I don't even want?"

An Yang gave him a cold look, and then looked down at Xiao Ning under the table. He didn't even dare to lift his head. Hearing this, he hugged the table legs and shrank himself a little smaller.

The man was mad at An Yang's indifferent attitude. He was about to jump up and beat him when he was stopped by a man who hurried over. The man whispered a few words in his ear, and his expression changed. It changed several times, from red to blue, and then from green to white. It was really exciting. If An Yang was not in the mood now, I really wanted to applaud him. It was the first time I saw that he could change his face so quickly without a mask.

In the end, the man nodded with an ugly face, and when he looked at An Yang again, his eyes had changed. An Yang could see that he was a little guilty, but he still pretended to be tough and didn't want to lose face in front of everyone. He covered his face and asked, "You I beat the man, what are you going to do now? I thought this bastard ran out by himself, I don’t know he has a master now.”

This is considered a concession. In front of so many people, he can't do anything about a slave anymore. Taking a step back, An Yang shrugged and suggested: "I have taught you the lesson, don't touch my things in the future. , how about this, anyway, he used to belong to you, I took him away, as compensation, I bought this boy and gave it to you, what do you think?"

Seeing that An Yang was so talkative, the man was relieved, and his face was saved, so he agreed: "Mr. An is really arrogant, so it's settled, I will take this child away, and as for that, just do it at will." You deal with it."

The boy kneeling next to Xiao Ning watched them decide their own fate so easily, closed his eyes in despair, and when he opened them again, he was full of resignation.What else could he do?His own destiny has never been decided by himself.

The man held back his anger and didn't send it out. Seeing him like this, he raised his hand and pulled his belt, "What are you looking at, bitch! Let's go!"

The boy turned his head to look at An Yang, and there seemed to be pleading in his eyes, but he had no choice but to follow the man and leave.

After they left, the crowd dispersed. An Yang stood where he was, crossed his arms and looked at Xiao Ning coldly. When Xiao Ning heard that they were leaving, she gradually let go of the arm holding the table leg and looked up at An Yang. Tears filled all of a sudden, and then he hesitated, slowly and carefully stretched out his hand to An Yang.

An Yang looked at him, didn't move, and didn't take his hands back, but his body kept shaking, and a drop or two of blood dripped onto the sand from time to time, and his tattered clothes were wrapped around his body like strips of cloth, looking extremely embarrassed .

An Yang walked over, squatted down, and looked at Xiao Ning. Xiao Ning forced herself to look at him. Seeing his expression, he would cry in a second, but he kept trying not to cry.

An Yang could see that he was scared, but he didn't reach out immediately, but stared into his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you waiting for me?"

Xiao Ning nodded, and tears overflowed her eyes following this movement.

"You know I'm definitely coming?"

Xiao Ning looked at him and nodded firmly.

"If I didn't come, you would be taken away by him." An Yang sighed, staring at Xiao Ning and asked: "In that case, will you still wait for me?"

Xiao Ning nodded slowly and with difficulty, and then couldn't take it anymore, she threw herself in front of An Yang, grabbed the hem of his clothes vigorously, lowered her head and buried her face in his arms, shaking her head desperately, crying silently and explosively stand up.

His head shook so violently that An Yang almost thought he was convulsing. Xiao Ning was crying so hard that he couldn't write. It looks very pitiful.

Don't let anyone take me away, please, don't want me.

An Yang thought, he understood what Xiao Ning wanted to say.

He took off his clothes and covered Xiao Ning over his head, bent over and hugged him, and said softly: "Don't cry, my dear, when you turn around, your throat hurts and you should have a fever."

Xiao Ning didn't react immediately after being picked up. He looked at An Yang in a daze, and then found that he was being hugged horizontally in mid-air. Wet the skin on his chest.

This time, you are not waiting for anyone to save you. This time, the person you are waiting for is me, and the only person who can save you is me.

An Yang hugged Xiao Ning with a strange sense of satisfaction, turned around and nodded to Bai Xiaonan before returning to the cabin, this time he didn't call the doctor immediately, he carried Xiao Ning directly into the bathroom, and carefully helped him Cleaning the wound, the sand on his body was difficult to clean, An Yang wiped it with alcohol cotton bit by bit, without any impatience, Xiao Ning was shaking with pain, but she sat there and did not dare to move, cooperating with his movements , After cleaning the wound, he took the initiative to wipe his body clean with a towel.

An Yang asked him to lie down in front of the bathtub to wash his hair, and he just lay down obediently. How could An Yang have any experience in serving others, and Xiao Ning was dazzled by the water after a few strokes. Wipe the water with the back of his hand. After wiping too much, An Yang realized that something was wrong with him. He took a towel and asked him to cover his eyes. Xiao Ning covered his face with the towel, and obediently stayed still.

Rinse off the foam from his hair, An Yang threw a towel on Xiao Ning's head, Xiao Ning quickly caught it and wiped his hair, before he finished wiping An Yang walked out of the bedroom, fell on the bed and gave himself some root cigar.

Xiao Ning quickly dried her hair, and timidly poked her head out of the bathroom to look out. Seeing that An Yang's face was not very good-looking, she quickly ran to him and knelt down, and gently pulled his trouser legs.

An Yang sat up, looked down and saw Xiao Ning's timid face, red eye circles, he opened his mouth and blew a puff of smoke on his face, Xiao Ning coughed twice, gestured cautiously, An Yang didn't understand, He was a little irritable and took the note and pen from the bedside and threw them to Xiao Ning. When Xiao Ning was nervous and didn't catch it, the note pad hit his face. He didn't care to rub his eyes and hurried to pick up the pen, hesitating. Wrote: "Master, are you angry?"

An Yang glanced at it, snorted as a promise, and Xiao Ning hurriedly wrote on the notebook: "Master, I'm sorry, please punish me, can you hit me to relieve my anger?"

An Yang glanced at him again, Xiao Ning tried his best to show a flattering smile, he smiled so nervously that the dimples did not appear, his muscles were stiff and the corners of his mouth were raised, but his lips were trembling, looking very pitiful .

An Yang knew that he was very nervous, or that he was very scared, so he could only beg others to beat him so that he could be useful and not be abandoned.An Yang still felt irritable, he put out the cigar, twisted it on the beautiful wooden bedside table, found out the scissors and cut off the end of the cigar, sighed, and said in a low voice: "I'm not mad at you."

Xiao Ning seemed to be secretly relieved, and tried to smile more naturally, but unfortunately the effect was not obvious. He quickly wrote on the paper: "It's not because of me, you can also beat me to calm down."