Chapter 970: My Son

Xu has often been punished like this before, some children wept in a low voice, the little figure trembled, but they didn't dare not listen, eleven or twelve children reached out and took off their clothes, took off all their clothes and put them aside, and walked forward one by one naked with their shoulders shrunk.

They knew that if they didn't obey, they would get more than three lashes.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face was dark, while the woman covered her mouth, among the children who were stripped naked, her son was also among them, and the thin figure stood there, covered with scars, and her heart was like a knife.

These brutes! Brute! How could they do this to these kids! Brute! Kill a beast with a thousand knives!

Seeing the two men walk up with whips in their hands and raise their hands to whip them at the naked child, the woman could not help herself.

"Brute!"

With a loud shout of endless anger and resentment, when the figure swept out, the long sword glowing with cold light also attacked the man with the whip, and at the same time, she ran away for fear that her son would be frightened, and immediately took her naked son into her arms after the sweep out.

Seeing that his little sister couldn't help but rush out, the middle-aged man immediately released a signal, and the next moment he also swept down, and as soon as the sharp sword qi came out, he instantly took the life of a man.

The moment the head flew out and the blood splashed down, the children screamed and ran, and he shouted: "Children, don't run around, we are here to save you!" ”

He is also worried that if the children run out, they will not be able to find them and they will fall into the hands of other traffickers.

It's just, where will those children listen to him? They didn't know him, and they saw him killing, and in a panic they just wanted to find a place to hide, so they ran around, and some even tried to get out of the door, but they were kicked back by the man guarding the door.

"Little bunny! Dare to run away and break your legs! ”

The man guarding the door scolded angrily, picked up the wooden stick on the side and struck at the leg bone of the eight or nine-year-old child, but at this moment, an old shout came.

"You dare!"

When the old man's voice fell, a powerful wind struck out, and the man with the stick flew out with one palm.

"Daddy!"

When the woman saw him, she was excited and delighted, and she ran over with the child struggling in her arms: "Daddy, daddy, look, look, this is Xiaoyou, this is Xiaoyou!" I finally found my son, I finally found ......"

As he spoke, tears fell, and the child, who was still struggling to escape like a loach, couldn't help but calm down after hearing her words, and when he looked up, he saw that the person holding him had been crying, and the tears were dripping down his face.

"Be careful!"

The old man nodded with satisfaction, and was about to speak, when he saw a man behind him attacking with a sword, and immediately pushed his daughter behind him, and he met him.

The middle-aged man who kicked in the door behind glanced at the woman holding the child, and immediately waved his hand, and the group of guards who came in quickly helped control the scene.

"Jingyi, are you alright? Is this Xiaoyou? The middle-aged man came to her side and asked, and when he saw that the child in her arms was not dressed, he took out a cloak and put it on him.