[Red Mansion] Sir, I'm a rough man

The messy straw, mottled green bricks, dilapidated cobwebs, and the dull pain on his body that seemed to have been beaten by someone made Jia Wan almost think that he had traveled through time again.

He moved and wanted to sit up, only to realize that his hands were tied behind his back, and his feet were tightly bound together by rough ropes.

"woke up?"

Classic nonsense came to his ears from behind, and Jia Wan realized that he was not the only one here.

Lying on the ground, his vision was severely restricted. Jia Wan rolled half a circle and sat up with strength. He was surprised to find that there were quite a lot of people around, more than 20 people, but they were all children, the youngest three, one or four years old. The older ones were eight or nine years old, and they were tied together in groups of three or four and tied to posts.

The other oldest one, who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, was taken extra care of and was tied to a pole alone, tied up with five knots and tightly tied with ropes.

The young man was wearing a coarse cloth that didn't fit well, but the undershirt that was exposed at the neckline was white and soft, and his hair was messy and partly loose, obviously because the crown on his head had been taken off indiscriminately.

I don't know what happened to him before, his body and face are covered with wounds, and the corners of his mouth are still stained with blood, but even if he describes himself as embarrassed and his eyes are dark, it doesn't hurt his arrogant beauty.

The nonsense of "waking up" just now came from his mouth - it's not that Jia Wan knows how to listen to voices to identify positions, of course he does understand a little bit, but the more direct reason is that other children are gagged.

This one was obviously also gagged at first, but he somehow got it out, and the blood-stained dirty rag was lying at his feet right now.

The one who was really treated preferentially was Jia Wan himself. Although his hands and feet were bound, he was not tied to a pillar or gagged.

Jia Wan was also dressed in unfit coarse cloth clothes, but the inner coat was his own. The current situation made him a little confused: he clearly brought a lot of servants to burn incense in the temple, why did his painting style suddenly change?

"Hey, dead pig!"

Jia Wan turned to look at the boy angrily. He admitted that he often slept like a dead pig, but it didn't mean he wanted to be called that.

Because of the angle, the young man had never seen his appearance clearly before, but now he was staring at him, only to find that this "dead pig" was so good-looking, with delicate facial features that are hard to describe, and skin that is crystal clear, Tender as if it will melt with one breath, and a pair of eyes, like the dewdrops gathered by the lotus leaves in the morning, are so clear that it is indescribable.

He couldn't help curling his lips, with such an appearance, it's no wonder those kidnappers dared to attack him knowing that he was of extraordinary background.

Impatiently said: "Don't look, you have entered the den of kidnappers, these are all children abducted by kidnappers."

He sneered again and said, "Of course, you are not."

Jia Wan was slightly taken aback, he wasn't kidnapped, could it be that he was sold?But neither Chen San'er nor Nanny Yao seemed to have the guts. Could it be that they got hints from other masters?

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued: "You were picked up by...."

Picked up...

Jia Wan didn't want to talk for a moment.

Falling asleep while offering incense, and being picked up by a kidnapper—this is a black history that can accompany a lifetime.

I was bowing my head to reflect, only to hear the boy shout again: "Dead pig! Come and untie the rope for me."

Jia Wan stared at him again: You are the pig!Your whole family is pigs!

"Come here," the boy coaxed in a soft voice, "Bite the rope for me, and I'll take you out, otherwise you will be sold to those dirty places, and you will suffer for some."

Bite off?

Jia Wan glanced at the thick and dirty hemp rope on the young man's body, and didn't think he had such good teeth. When the young man saw his expression, he knew what he was thinking, and was about to coax him again, but saw Jia Wan twist his arm, As if wanting to free his hand, he frowned and said, "It's useless, these people are used to being thieves, how can it be so easy to break free from the rope they tied? Don't waste time, come here quickly!"

This child looks so clever, how can he look like a fool, it’s fine if he fell asleep for half a day, but he doesn’t say a word when he wakes up, doing all kinds of useless things stupidly... If it weren’t for the fact that others really can’t count on him, he wouldn’t Waste of time on this little idiot.

Just as he was getting impatient, he saw that the child fell backwards in the sitting position, rolled easily, and when he sat up again, the hands that were tied behind his back somehow came to the front.

The boy's eyes widened in surprise: It is said that children have extremely soft muscles and bones, and can do many movements that adults cannot do, but this child looks so soft at least seven or eighteen years old.

Jia Wan moved his shoulders, stretched his waist, and moved his muscles and bones again. He was very satisfied with himself-he practiced martial arts since he was a child in his previous life, and practiced dancing when he grew up. Yes, although there is no time to practice in this life, I feel stronger than the previous life.

Jia Wan lowered his head and untied the rope on his ankle, and found that his hands and feet were not so numb. It seemed that they had not been tied for a long time, but looking at the bruises on his ankle, it didn't look like it.

Then he got up and untied the boy.

The young man had been tied up for a long time, his blood was blocked, and when he loosened it, he felt as if there were countless ants crawling all over his body. He sat on the ground for a while before he recovered, and then got up to untie the rope on Jia Wan's wrist.

Seeing that Jia Wan regained his freedom, he walked towards the bound children, grabbed him, and said, "What are you doing?"

Jia Wan glanced at him: talking nonsense again.

The young man explained: "This is a den of thieves. The whole village is kidnappers. If you let them go now, they won't be able to escape. Instead, they will be beaten to death by the kidnappers. Why don't the two of us go out first? Bring officers and soldiers here, and wipe out this den of thieves completely."

Jia Wan nodded.

If they were only locked up by a few kidnappers, he is confident to subdue those people, and no matter how bad he is, he can break out and inform the villagers. The child escaped, not to mention that his body has not grown up yet, and he is extremely lack of exercise. Although his flexibility is excellent, his strength is weak, so it would be good to be able to deal with three or four.

And most importantly, he started to feel sleepy again.

At this moment, there are at least three or four miles between the villages. If there is no safe place in Hecun, he will not have time to run out.

Jia Wan yawned, and glanced at the thick wooden door - he also knew that there must be a big lock hanging outside.

The young man patted him on the shoulder, raised his chin, motioned him to look at the small window beside him, and said, "Take me up first, and I'll pull you up later."

Jia Wan glanced at it. With the size and height of the small window, if there is no place to stay outside, it is almost impossible for the boy to pull him up. Can also climb up, then nodded.

Regardless of whether the young man didn't expect it, or he just said that to coax him to send himself up first, Jia Wan didn't bother to care about it—if the young man left successfully and really found officers and soldiers, he would save trouble. It can be left to slip out by himself tomorrow morning when he is not sleepy.

Seeing his cheerfulness, the young man smiled, rubbed his head carelessly, and said, "You're so good."

Jia Wan pushed his hand away in displeasure.

The boy said: "Are you dumb? Why don't you say a word?"

Jia Wan didn't bother to talk to him.

He actually told a lot in his previous life. In this life, because he slept too much, he talked less, but he didn't reach the point where he didn't say a word. He is too lazy to talk now. First, he was "picked up" by a kidnapper. It was too embarrassing and I didn't want to talk to this person who laughed at him. Second, this young man was very strong and seemed to be used to controlling everything, so he didn't have the opportunity to say "not nonsense".

He went straight to the window and stood against the wall, beckoning the boy to go up.

This kid is actually more straightforward than himself!The young man took a look at Jia Wan, stopped talking, stood behind him, stepped on his leg and put his shoulder on his shoulder, and said, "Be taller."

Jia Wan found that the young man's movements are nimble. He has practiced martial arts for a few days, but his foundation is very poor. He can't even jump up to this height... If he was on the top, he would have climbed out.

He stood up straight again, but the boy's voice still came from above his head: "Go higher!"

It's a pity that he is only eight years old, and he is already trembling when he can support the boy to stand up. How taller can he be?Didn't it make him jump up?

I could only reach out to support the boy's feet and lift him up with all my strength.

At this time, there was a "click" sound from the door, and the two of them couldn't help but also "click" in their hearts.

But he heard the boy shout anxiously: "Hold on!"

He stepped on top of his head, jumped violently, and put his hands on the window sill.

Jia Wan was kicked so hard that he almost sat on the ground, the door was pushed open suddenly, and a shout came: "What are you two doing?!"

Without further ado, Jia Wan stepped forward to support the boy's feet that were still thumping in mid-air. The boy gained strength and was about to turn over in one breath, when suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and a big solid copper lock hit the ground firmly. On the boy's back, the boy let out a miserable snort and fell down.

The young man was lying on the ground, his face was pale and he was clutching his back. He couldn't breathe for a long time. It can be seen that the copper lock hit him hard.

Just as Jia Wan was going to check on his injury, the man at the door rushed over like the wind, and kicked the boy lying on the ground: "Little bastard is looking for death, I will help you!"

He was determined to beat the boy to death, and he kicked so hard that the boy rolled over and managed to dodge.

Jia Wan, who was ignored by others, took a step forward, supported the man's kicked leg, and lifted it up sharply.

The man was originally a little unstable because of his kick, but now he was supported by someone, as if he and the opponent were working together to pull him upwards, and he suddenly fell back uncontrollably.

Before he could stabilize his figure, Jia Wan had already let go and slammed into his arms, knocking him to the ground.

The man's back had just touched the ground, but Jia Wan had already pointed at him as a knife, severing the tricha nerve on the side of his neck.

It's a pity that Jia Wan really looked at his white and tender little hand, and he slapped it with all his strength. Although the man was a little dizzy, he didn't show any signs of coma at all. The thing hit the man's head hard.

"puff!"

As if the watermelon had been hit by a hammer, the face immediately sank, blood splattered everywhere.

The man's limbs twitched violently, then went limp again, and his life and death were unknown.

The young man held the iron lock and smashed it down again without saying a word. The man's head was deformed, and he lost all breath, but the young man didn't intend to stop at all. He made that handsome face look hideous and terrifying.

Jia Wan backed away when the man collapsed, looking pale at the bloody scene in front of him.

He grew up in a peaceful age in his previous life. Apart from sparring with his fellows, he seldom fought with others. He didn't even beat a punk a few times. I have never seen such a bloody scene.

He also hated human traffickers deeply, and liked the post calling for "all human traffickers should be sentenced to death" on the Internet, but when a living person was smashed in front of him, his flesh and blood were flying, he still couldn't restrain his stomach A strong sense of vomiting.

Horrified whimpers came and went, and the children who were gagged and tied aside were already frightened out of their wits.

The whole process seemed to be long, but in reality, from the man yelling at the door, to Jia Wan throwing him down, to the boy smashing his head like a rotten watermelon, it was just a matter of an instant.

The young man finally stopped, let go, let the copper lock in his hand roll off, gasped heavily, stood up unsteadily, and said in a deep voice, "Go!"

Striding towards the door, he stretched out his hand towards Jia Wan's wrist.

Jia Wan took a step back subconsciously, avoiding the blood-stained hand. The young man froze, and turned his head to look at Jia Wan suddenly. The disbelief and injury in his eyes flashed away, and they became fierce and gloomy, staring coldly at him. Looking at Jia Wan, before he could speak, there was a sharp whistle at the door, and a man rushed in with a dagger in his hand.