My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Almost instinctively, she opened her hands, eyes open, motionless.

The brick in the man's hand was smashed down hard.

The corner of the brick hit her hard on the back of her head. She staggered twice and fell backward into a pool of blood. There was a buzzing sound in her ears. The warm liquid flowed from her hair to the back of her neck and seeped into her head. Among the clothes, the white shirt was dyed bright red.

pain!

It fucking hurts.

She waited for a long time before her numb body regained consciousness. She subconsciously turned her head and looked at Xie Dan next to her. He was still in the same position, covered in blood and lying there motionless.

The blood on the ground was flowing more and more. I didn't know whether it was Xie Dang's or hers.

She gritted her teeth, pushed herself up, and wanted to shout, but she had no strength to speak, and her voice was weak: "Here, is there anyone? Help..."

In the alley, apart from the barking of dogs, there was only the sound of wind.

The road is remote and there are no pedestrians.

Xie Dang stretched out his hand with difficulty and pushed her: "Let's go."

He had no strength at all and could not push.

Tan Mobao supported the ground, crawled in front of him, and sat in the blood: "I won't leave." She touched the back of her head, which was sticky and covered with blood. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain, "I'm drunk, let's go." Do not move."

She had slept for almost two hours and had long since woken up from the wine.

"That's fine." The tall man behind them blocked the flickering light in the distance, holding the brick in his hand, "You two will have a companion when you die together."

He rolled up his sleeves, and his entire arm was covered with tattoos. He seemed to be thinking about who to start with first. His eyes went back and forth between Xie Dan and Tan Mobao, and finally landed on Xie Dan.

He was hit on the head. If he repairs it again, he will definitely die.

Tan Mobao didn't know where he got the strength, so he stood up and stood in front of Xie Dan: "Don't touch him." She glared at the man, "You are not allowed to hit him."

The man sneered and pushed.

She fell back to the ground, her head hit the ground, and the scabbed wound on the back of her head began to bleed again. The pain made her scalp numb. When she turned around, she saw that the man had squatted down, looked at Xie Dang's head, and raised the brick in his hand.

She didn't have time to think, so she could only pounce forward. The hardest edge of the brick hit her back hard, hitting the bones again and again.

one.

two.

three.

She gritted her teeth and counted, ten blows, she should be able to take ten blows, anyway, it hurts once, and it hurts ten times.

"Get up, get up——"

Xie Dan wanted her to get up, and wanted to scold her, but he couldn't make a sound. He wanted to raise his hand, but he couldn't move it. He couldn't even move his fingers. He just lay like that, with her pressing on him, blood pouring from her hair. It rolled down, drop by drop, and hit his face.

Damn this idiot!

She hugged his head without fear of death and said tremblingly: "Brother Dang, hold on a little longer."

She also held on tight, not to faint, gritted her teeth and continued counting.

Four.

five.

It hadn't been ten times yet, but the man got annoyed, stood up, and kicked her away impatiently. Her whole body rolled out, and she rolled around with Xie Dang.

The ground was covered with blood. Her face and Xie Dang's face were all bloody. The blood on her eyelashes was crusted and sticky. She couldn't open her eyes very well. She could only squint and saw the man kicking Xie. He swung his feet, because the corner of the brick in his hand was cracked. The man threw it away and picked up another one on the ground.

Damn it, he actually kicked Xie Dang.

Master Xie was so precious to Xie Dang that he raised him like a princess, but he was never willing to hit him, so he actually kicked him.

Tan Mobao was so angry that her head ached, her back hurt, everything hurt, and her heart ached. She gritted her teeth, got up again, staggered forward, threw herself over, and hugged the man holding the brick. hand.

She raised her head, her face covered with blood: "Damn man, I'm not dead yet." She couldn't open her eyes, and they were filled with liquid. She didn't know whether it was blood or tears. She shouted with a desperate attitude, "I don't want to die." You are allowed to hit him!"

Not knowing where she got the strength, she pushed the man and fell back together.

When she fell to the ground, her first reaction was to hug the brick.

The man was pushed to the ground by her, and he became completely angry: "You want to die," he stood up and rubbed his leather shoes on the ground, "Then I will help you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the tip of his leather shoe kicked her on the stomach, one kick, then another...

The wound on the back of her head opened and bleeded. She lay on the ground, huddled up in a ball, holding a brick in her arms, saying nothing, and the man's feet caressed her body without sparing any effort.

Xie Dang's eyes were full of blood and red. He raised his hand and stretched forward: "Talk, talk -"

He only raised his hand a little, and then fell back to the ground weakly. He opened his mouth, but could not make a sound. His eyelids were heavy, his consciousness was slipping, his vision was blurred, and he could hardly see clearly.

She seemed to be crying and her mouth was moving: "I'm sorry."

It's all her fault for dragging him here to drink. He bled so much that the ground was covered in blood.

She cried and shouted: "Brother Dang."

"Brother Dang... hold on tight."

She can't hold it anymore...

In the distance, someone was shouting.

"Xie Dang."

"Xie Dang."

"..."

It was Song Jing's voice, it was Song Jing who was here.

Tan Mobao couldn't hold on, closed his eyes, and Brick rolled out of his arms.

The man kicked her again and stopped. After listening to the noise for a while, the sound got closer and closer. The panic in his eyes flashed. After thinking for a moment, he grabbed Tan Mobao's hair and stuffed her into it. He picked up the trunk and drove away.

In the alley, Xie Dang was lying in a pool of blood.

The barking of dogs is getting more and more fierce...

He opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and woke up.

Xie Muzhou was startled by him and patted his chest: "Dangdang, you're awake." He looked at the time and said, "You've been asleep for twelve hours."

Xie Dang remained silent, breathing heavily, his head lowered, his forehead covered with sweat.

Xie Muzhou saw that his face turned pale and he was worried: "What's wrong with you?"

He still didn't speak, raised his head, his eyes were red.

Xie Muzhou was frightened by him, and his heart skipped a beat: "Why don't you speak? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Talk, Dangdang."

He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "3948."

Xie Muzhou didn't understand and was confused: "What?"

Xie Dang's eyes were red: "3948, license plate." He grabbed Xie Muzhou's hand and squeezed it hard, "Tan Mo Bao, Tan Mo Bao is in the trunk."

Shi Jin sent people to search for it for two days, but found nothing.

Xie Dan only remembered what happened at the car accident scene. Huo Yining came to give him a confession and confirmed the appearance of the murderer. It was indeed the person Shi Jin had photographed in the hospital, but that person seemed to have disappeared from the world. , without any trace.

On the third day, there was still no news about Mo Bao.

"Sixth Young Master."

Shi Jin asked, "Have you found it?"

Qin Zhong shook his head on the phone: "The car was abandoned in the junkyard. It was a black car. No one was found. The trunk was full of blood. We have compared it. It is Tan Mobao's blood."

He used all his contacts and searched Jiangbei several times, but still couldn't find the person. It was very likely that the person was not in Jiangbei at all, and there was no way to know whether he was dead or alive.

Shi Jin lowered his voice and gave the order to die: "Keep looking. If you want to see the person alive, you want to see the body if you die."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Jin went to the study room: "Jin Yu, help me find someone."

Jiang Jinyu said succinctly: "Give me the photo."

A minute later, Shi Jin transferred Tan Mobao's photo to Jiang Jinyu's computer. Just as he was about to open it, an email popped up on the desktop, with an unfamiliar IP and a sending address from abroad.

He clicked on the mailbox.

There is only one sentence: "I am Chu Ge."

The talkative, brown-eyed girl.

Jiang Jinyu replied with five words: "I am Jiang Jinyu."

In the Golden Triangle, bordering countries T and L, there is a small town called Xisu Town. It is surrounded by a tropical rainforest. The soil is moist and sunny, suitable for poppy cultivation.

The town is small in size and is located in the mountains. It is hidden and remote. It is surrounded by mountains in the back and water in front. One man is in charge of the gate and ten thousand people are not allowed to open it. Therefore, it is difficult for the government to govern it. Poppies are planted all over the mountains and plains.

The climate in the rainforest is humid and there is not much rainfall. The houses in the town are generally low and made of thatch and bamboo. There are no extra furnishings in the house except tables, chairs and benches.

In the room, the girl had her legs crossed, her light brown pupils were bright, and she was staring at the computer screen. She had her hair braided with colorful beads hanging from the end, and she was wearing a hand-embroidered short coat and a black skirt. , hanging a silver necklace around her neck, carrying a small bag with a brightly colored flower embroidered on it, and wearing it with beads of the same color. The sunlight coming in from outside the house shone on the beads of various colors, making them radiant and beautiful.

A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old smiled brightly and her eyes suddenly lit up: "He returned my favor! He returned my favor!"

The man next to me is in his twenties and thirties, with dark skin, a big build, and a scar on his face. When he doesn't speak, he is very frightened. He tilts his head and asks in English: "What?"

He couldn't understand Chinese, and the whole town spoke local dialect or English.

The girl has a round face and a pair of almond eyes. She is Chu Ge.

She was very happy and narrowed her eyes into a curved arc: "He responded to me."

King said expressionlessly: "Oh."

Chu Ge stared at the computer, got very close, and almost got into it. He smiled happily: "He came back very quickly."

King still looked like he was owed five million: "So, Miss Chuge?"

There was complaint in his tone.

Chu Ge crossed his hands and looked at his dark face, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed: "King, are you dissatisfied with me?"

He lowered his head: "King doesn't dare."

She is the master, he is the bodyguard, and he is afraid that she will not be able to do it in time.

The little girl snorted: "I think you want to taste the water of Xisu River."

Her father was the one who got her into the habit of kicking people. Thinking of her father, King's expression turned serious: "Miss Chuge, your father said that you are not allowed to use computers or communicate with the outside world."

Chu Ge blinked his round eyes like a cunning little fox: "Are you going to file a complaint?"

"King doesn't dare."

He didn't want to drink the water from the Xisu River.

"Humph, I'm sorry you don't dare." She turned her head and stared at the computer again, her eyes seemed to have bloomed a bright flower with colorful shadows inside, "When do you think I can go outside and take a look?" ah?"

She's grown up and has never been outside the town.

King frowned, and the scar on his face also wrinkled: "Your father said you can't go out. There are many people outside who want to kill your father. As soon as you go out, someone will come to kill you."

"Your father said, your father said..." The little girl tilted her head, her eyelashes trembling like two soft fans, "King, are you menopausal?"

"..."

He chose not to speak.

In front of familiar people, the little girl mused very casually and chattered to herself: "You have gone through menopause before you even marry a wife."

She breaks sentences frequently, one sentence after another.

"You are pitiful."

After a few seconds: "Do you want me to find one for you?"

After a few seconds: "Yan said a new batch of slaves will be sent today."

Turning her head, she asked him: "Do you prefer beautiful people, or those who are easy to give birth to?"

Not waiting for his answer.

She answered herself again: "Well, she's still beautiful."

After a moment, as if thinking about it, she swept her eyelashes up and down and looked at King: "You are so ugly, but for the sake of the next generation, you must marry a beautiful girl."

King: "..."

Did he say something?

Today, a group of slaves were indeed sent to the town. During the peak poppy planting season, Chu Ge's father would buy slaves from outside. Most of them were smugglers from various countries or bought and sold from human traffickers.

There were about fifty people in this group, including men, women, and children. They were all in ragged clothes and unkempt, and it was difficult to see their appearance. Most of them had come from across the ocean. They were hungry all the way, so they walked slowly and shuffled. Do not move.

The person escorting the slaves was a strong man with a leather whip in his hand. He would whip anyone who could no longer walk. He put his hands on his waist and yelled: "You haven't eaten!" The climate in this area is hot, and the man wears a yellow vest and pulls his hair. He raised his voice and urged impatiently, "Hurry up!"

There was a thin and frail woman inside. Her head was wrapped in gauze. The back of her head was stained with blood and stained with mud. Her hair was so dirty that it stuck together. Her face was gray and her face was so gray that her appearance was unclear. She only had a pair of large eyes with dark pupils.