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Qu Linfeng gritted his teeth and slowly moved to the roadbed step by step, removing a stone weighing thirty or forty kilograms from his shoulder. He was about to sit down and take a breath, but he was kicked heavily on his butt, "You bastard, want to be lazy again. Go quickly, bring another ten yuan to eat. Ishu." Qu Linfeng raised his head suddenly and glared at the foreman who kicked him. Around him, groups of civilians who were also building roads were sitting around the fire in groups, eating steamed buns and drinking hot water.

"Light at your mother!" Seeing that Qu Linfeng dared to glar at him, the foreman was so angry, "You bastard, if you weren't afraid of the enemy and abandoned Yumen Pass, would you suffer so much? If you didn't kill you, it would be considered that you had accumulated great virtue in your previous life. Go and move quickly, otherwise you would have nothing to eat!"

Qu Linfeng lowered his head humiliatedly, and staggered towards the piles of stones in the distance with the men's laughter or cold eyes. He was originally a scholar. Although his skeleton was big and tall, he was very weak since childhood. Qu Lu asked him to abandon martial arts and follow the literature. In Tanzhou, he had already passed the scholarship, and his future was bright, but he suddenly suffered a great disaster and became a person who was scolded by everyone and was like a rat crossing the street.

Holding Ju Yu's shoulder, the scars that had just been worn out by the sharp edges of the stone were worn out, and the focal points in the cotton jacket were turned out, and some blood was stained on the originally white cotton.

"My father will never escape at the last minute. Someone must have framed him. He cannot die. He wants to survive. He will find the truth and avenge his father." He thought silently in his heart, and looked back at the foreman, who was looking at him contemptuously. "Wait, one day, I will find the humiliation you add to me ten times and a hundred times. Ishu."

It was late at night, and Qu Linfeng was lying closest to the door of the shack. The cold wind poured into the crack of the door made him tremble all over. A blanket covered with his body was almost impossible to bring him any temperature. And beside him, there was a half-person toilet. When the men who got up at night pee, the splashed urine would splash on him from time to time. What's more, some would deliberately urinate on his body.

Qu Linfeng curled up and tried hard to reduce his area. He knew that if he resisted, he would definitely be beaten again. During this period, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be an invisible hand behind these people. He was directing them to torture themselves deliberately, and they wanted to die. Qu Linfeng figured this out and must live. Listening to the snoring in his hut, Qu Linfeng swears in his heart that he must live.

The door of the shack was gently pushed open, and a black figure flashed in. Qu Linfeng's pupils shrank. He saw the person holding a short blade in his hand. Could it be that those people were coming to kill him? He slowly stretched out his hand, took out a long and pointed stone strip from under the grass, and held it tightly in his hand.

The eyes of the visitors passed through the faces of the men in the shack, and with the fires in the shack, they saw their faces clearly. Finally, his eyes fell on the toilet closest to the door, the strange smelly toilet.

The blanket was shaking slightly, and the exposed face was almost the same as what I had found out. Although I closed my eyes, my eyes turned slightly under my eyelids. The visitor took a step forward and suddenly found Qu Linfeng's right shoulder swaying slightly. In surprise, he couldn't help but stop and poked Qu Linfeng's footboard with his toes, one, two, three!

Qu Linfeng knew that his opponent was pretending to be asleep, so he opened his eyes and looked at the other person.

The visitor waved, pointed a little outside the shack, and signaled to follow him. Qu Linfeng was stunned, hesitated for a moment, got up, followed the man in black, and looked at his skills, it was only a breeze to kill himself. How much difference is there to kill here and kill outside? He followed the man in black.ishu.

Outside the shack, there were two more people in black who came out with one of them, and they all looked happy.

"Qu Linfeng?" the man in black asked in a low voice.

"I am, who are you, what do you want to do?"

"We are your father's friends, come to save you, come with us!" the man in black whispered.

"Are my father really a coward who fears the enemy and escapes by abandoning the gate?" Qu Linfeng clenched his fists tightly, "Tell me, if this is the case, then I would rather die here than follow you."

The man in black was stunned, looked at Qu Linfeng's firm expression and said, "Okay, right, Qu Lu has a son like you, and it's worth dying. I tell you, your father has fought until he died and did not take a step back!"

"Has his father died in battle?" Qu Linfeng's tears flowed down. Although he knew that such a result must be, he was still lucky before he was convinced.

"Let's go quickly! Otherwise, you will not be able to get out of dawn!" The man in black pulled Qu Linfeng, "After you are safe, someone will naturally tell you about the specific situation."

About two miles away from the Tanzhou Bingying Camp, there is a large area of ​​emerging brothels. After the Tanzhou Bingying Camp was established, many simple thatched huts were built here, surrounded by a large fence, and some brothels were opened here, including private brothels and official tutors.

Wang Zhuang's wife had her eyes straight and she lay on a simple bed, numbly with a man with a tiger back and a bear waist, holding her back tightly with her hands tightly. She had been sleeping for several years, but after a famous doctor's treatment, she finally got better, but in a few days, such a thing happened. Compared with other women here, she was weak and beautiful, and had a temperament that other prostitutes could not match. Once she was sent here, she immediately became the most popular woman. Every day, there were endless people lined up to vent their strength.

She had thought about dying, but in the corner of the house, the trembling figure made her unable to die. It was Wang Zhuang's daughter, a five-year-old child. If she died, her daughter would never survive. She gritted her teeth and held on, praying that the night would pass quickly every day. Sometimes he even hoped that the men would call her as soon as possible, so that these barbaric people would not be able to come to her.

The man on his body crawled up after a long sigh, smacked his lips with satisfaction, and said with a humming voice: "Yes, he is an official wife, it is really incomparable to those private kiln goods. It's just too expensive, do you know? It took me a month's military break to be able to get to you!"

The man put on his clothes and looked at the woman staring at the sky numbly, and couldn't help laughing, "When I have money, I will come to you again. Look, you are pitiful, I'll give you this cake." A big cake was put out of the cover chain of the clothes and threw it on the woman's body. He turned around and walked out of the door.

The woman picked up the pancake and stood up naked, walked quickly to the corner of the wall, stuffed the pancake into the trembling little girl's hand, "Eat, eat quickly!"

A strange sound came from behind. The woman turned around and her eyes couldn't help but open. Just now, the man was stepping back step by step. In front of him, there was a masked man in black. A sharp steel knife stabbed the man's chest directly. The man in black's other hand tightly strangled the man's throat. The man took two or three steps and finally fell to the ground softly.

With a squeak, the steel knife was pulled out. The man in black saw Mrs. Wang, who was covered in ***, and immediately turned his head, "Put on your clothes quickly."

Mrs. Wang stood up, "Who are you?"

"I am Wang Zhuang's friend, come to save you!"

Mrs. Wang's face turned blue and purple in an instant. She walked quickly to the bedside, pulled up the sheets, wrapped them around her body, and tears were already falling from her face. The man in black walked to the corner of the wall and reached out to hold the terrifying little girl in his arms. "Mrs. Wang, put on his shirt quickly, we will leave at night, and it will be dawn in a few hours!"

Mrs. Wang reached out to wipe away the tears from her face, "Thank you, hero, I'll change my clothes right away!" She stood up slowly, walked to the landlord who fell in the room, gently pulled out the sword from his waist, and pushed the tip of the knife to her belly, "Heroic, please help me bring Pan'er to Wang Zhuang!"

The man in black was startled and turned around suddenly. Mrs. Wang smiled miserably and stabbed the knife into her abdomen with force. The man in black quickly covered the little girl's eyes with his hands, walked to Mrs. Wang who was lying in a pool of blood, and sighed: "You, why don't you listen to me? Wang Zhuang has died in battle. If you die again, what should this child do?" Looking at the smile on Mrs. Wang's face in the pool of blood, the man in black hugged the little girl and quietly integrated into the darkness.

Outside Huining City, an old beggar shrank in the corner of the wall, carefully feeding the rice soup in the bowl into the mouth of the little baby in his arms bit by bit. A large fire was burned in the middle of the ruined temple, but the old beggar did not dare to go over and roast the fire. After feeding the child, he untied his clothes and snuggled the child tightly to his chest, and used his body temperature to maintain the child's temperature.

Because the children in their arms had no milk, they could only rely on the old beggar to ask for some rice juice for feeding. They were skinny and bone-skinned, but their eyes looked extremely big. Even this rice juice was not something they could get every day because they were unpopular people in this city.

There were suddenly a few more people at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, and everyone's eyes turned to the door, and the old beggar also looked over. The eyes of the head slowly passed by, and finally fell on the old beggar in the corner of the wall. He walked over with great strides. The beggars next to the fire turned their eyes to them.

"Subject Ding?" asked the person who came.

The old beggar hugged the child in his arms and wanted to shrink into the wall.

"Ding Jian's son?"

The old beggar looked desperate, "Don't kill him, he's just a child."

"I am Ding Jian's friend, come and save you." The visitor whispered.
Chapter completed!