Seeing that Mustache recognized that Miss Tian was a girl, everyone in the Hotan family was filled with ghosts, and secretly made a terrible secret.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, Mustache had already grabbed Miss Tian's hair and started to drag her out, "Let's go play with the uncle."

Seeing that their daughter was about to be humiliated, Mr. Tian and his wife knelt down at the same time and begged, "Hero, please do well. She is still young, please spare her."

"Haha, you're not young. You deserve to be treated well." Mustache smiled wildly.

While Old Man Tian and his wife knelt down to plead, they ran to the door and bowed deeply to the three people standing next to them coldly outside the door, "Several heroes of the Beggar Clan, please show your kindness and spare her life."

"Haha, we are just playing with her, and we won't hurt her life." A man with a scabby head smiled evilly.

Although the other two people were a little older, they had no mercy and ignored her. They just looked at Miss Tian with interest.

Mr. Tian and his wife held on to the hem of Mustache's clothes, but Mr. Mustache struggled to shake them off several times, and a piece of the hem was torn off instead. They were so angry that they kicked Old Man Tian down, "If you dare to make any more noise,

Kill them all."

Aunt Tian cared about her daughter and did not let go. She grabbed the hem of Mustache's clothes and begged. The boy also ran forward and hugged Mustache's left leg.

Mustache was unable to free himself and became so angry that he fiercely pulled out his knife and slashed at Aunt Tian.

At this time, he was pleading with the people outside the door to stop Mustache. When he saw Mustache pulling out a knife, he hurriedly shouted to stop him, but before he could scream, the bright long knife had already hit Aunt Tian's neck.

Aunt Tian fell to the ground crookedly before she could even make a sound of pain. Most of her neck was cut off by him, and she was bleeding profusely. She died instantly.

Seeing his wife's tragic death on the spot, Old Man Tian became furious and red-eyed. He grabbed half a gray brick from the ground and rushed towards Mustache while crying, "You damn thief, I will fight with you."

Old Man Tian wanted to die with Mustache, but Mustache didn't give him a chance. Before he could rush forward, he rushed forward with a knife. With the sound of tearing cotton cloth, the long knife went straight through his chest.

Old man Tian was seriously injured and lost all strength. Although he held the half brick in his hand, he was unable to smash it down.

"Immortal old man." Mustache pulled out a long knife and yelled ferociously.

After pulling out the long knife, Old Man Tian's chest and back were instantly stained with blood, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing her parents die tragically in front of her eyes, Miss Tian was extremely shocked. She was paralyzed on the ground with palpitations and fear, without even crying.

Although the boy was only seven or eight years old, he was still a boy after all. The tragic death of his parents made him scream with anger and hatred in his heart. He tilted his head, opened his mouth, and bit down on Mustache's left leg.

The mustache grinned in pain, yelled and brandished a knife.

Seeing this situation, he rushed over desperately.

"Keep the little cub for use." Someone said outside the door.

Hearing the man's words, the mustache was not cut off. He took the opportunity to hug the boy and drag him away from the mustache.

Seeing that he dared to come and rob someone, Xiaozhu was disdainful and kicked him over.

This kick almost knocked his breath away, but he ignored the coughing and wheezing, hugged the boy tightly and took him to the corner.

Mustache looked down at the injury on his leg and made sure it was not serious. Then he spat at the two people in the corner, then grabbed Miss Tian by her hair and dragged her out of the west wing.

When the boy saw Mustache dragging away Miss Tian, ​​he instinctively wanted to chase her out, but was hugged. He couldn't move, so he could only cry out and call for his sister. He screamed heartbreakingly and cried heartbrokenly.

Holding the boy tightly, he had been walking with Old Man Tian's family for many days, getting along day and night, and they were very close to each other. Now that they had suffered an unreasonable disaster and were killed, he was extremely angry in his heart and wished he could rush up and kill them.

But he doesn't know martial arts, and he never carries an arrow or crossbow with him, so he is no match for these villains.

The door of the west wing was not damaged yet, so Mustache dragged Miss Tian out of the west wing, closed the door with his backhand, and bolted it from the outside, locking the two of them in the room.

The boy struggled hard and couldn't break free. He became so anxious that he bit his arm.

His arm was in pain but he did not shrink his hand. At this moment, his heart was twisting in a knife. He only felt that he was weak and incompetent. He watched Old Man Tian and his wife die under the knife of the evil man but could do nothing.

The boy was crying in the room, which made Mustache upset. "It's very annoying to cry like a ghost. Why should I leave him?"

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You can get a lot of money by amputating your hands and feet using the art of harvesting and cutting them, and sending them to the busy market to beg." Someone answered.

"You are not very proficient in the art of harvesting, breaking and cutting. You are useless and your efforts are always in vain." Mustache said.

The man smiled and said nothing, and then heard footsteps heading to the main house to the north.

The boy cried a few times and then stopped crying. It was not because he could hold back, but because he was so sad that he fainted.

Although Old Man Tian was injured and on the verge of death, he did not die immediately. He was struggling to say something. Seeing this, he hurriedly let go of the boy, crawled over and helped Old Man Tian sit in his arms.

Old Man Tian was injured in his lungs. Not only was the wound bleeding, but blood also overflowed from his mouth and nose. He could no longer speak, so he could only support himself, raise his hand to point at the boy in the corner, and at the same time look up at him.

Guessing what he was thinking, he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I will protect him. I will also find a way to rescue your daughter."

I was glad that I spoke in time. As soon as I finished speaking, Old Man Tian tilted his head and died.

It was very sad to see old man Tian die, but the situation was critical and there was no room for him to mourn. The top priority was to try to save the two siblings.

There is no rear window in the west wing, only one facing east. If you climb out of the window, you will definitely be seen by several people in the main room.

How to do how to do?

Holding his head with both hands, he thought anxiously. Although he had fought side by side with Batulu and others before, he had only played the role of picking up the pieces and filling in the gaps. He only relied on the crossbow. Now, Batulu and others have left with him.

Now that they were scattered, and without their crossbows, he was no match for those villains. Not to mention that there were four opponents in total, and he couldn't beat even that mustache.

Poison? No, not to mention whether he could prepare the poison. Even if he could, he wouldn't have enough time, not to mention he didn't have the chance to get close to those evil people and take the opportunity to poison him.

Just as I was thinking anxiously, Mustache's laughter came from the north room, "Haha, I'm a little thinner, but I'm still fair and tender."

Hearing Mustache's voice, he was both anxious and angry. He couldn't figure out why these Beggar Clan disciples were bullying the poor victims. These people were all skilled in martial arts. Even if they didn't fight against the strong and help the weak, they shouldn't bully the weak.

The despicable behavior is truly unscrupulous and inferior to that of animals.

Although he didn't know what Xiaozhu and others were doing, he knew very well that he couldn't delay. If he delayed, Miss Tian would definitely be tarnished and her reputation would be ruined.

The west wing was originally the kitchen of the City God's Temple. When Miao Zhu fled, he left some debris behind. He rummaged through it eagerly, trying to find something useful. As for what was useful, he didn't know.

The only thing that might be useful was a rusty kitchen knife. Holding the kitchen knife in his hand, he had the urge to run out and fight for his life many times, but in the end he suppressed it. He had a heavy responsibility and could not die, especially his own death.

Of no value.

Just when he was in a state of panic but had nothing to do, he suddenly discovered that the blood shed by Aunt Tian did not spread around, but was concentrated in a small area between several floor tiles.

Seeing this situation, the first thing he thought of was that there were cellars underground. Cellars are not uncommon nowadays. Almost every household has one. Most of the cellars are used to store grain and vegetables. There are also some cellars where the owners hide.

Used for disaster.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly knocked open a few floor tiles with a kitchen knife. Sure enough, there were wooden boards under the floor tiles. When I opened the wooden boards, there was a downward passage inside.

The passage was dark, damp and musty, and it was unclear whether it was just a cellar or a tunnel leading to somewhere else.

The situation was urgent. Without thinking too much, he ran to the corner and dragged the boy into the tunnel. He then ran to the bonfire, picked up burning firewood and started setting fires everywhere. The west wing where he was located was connected to the main house to the north. A fire in the wing would spread quickly.

Going to the main house is the only way to stop these people from doing evil.

The first thing he lit on fire was the window paper. The window paper used to paper the windows was all waterproof oil paper, which was very easy to ignite. The window paper ignited and quickly burned the window lattice.

There was wind tonight, and the wind helped the fire, and the fire took advantage of the wind. In a moment, the flames rolled up to the roof beams of the house. When several people in the north room discovered it and ran out to see what happened, the entire west wing was engulfed in flames.

At this time, several people could no longer enter the west wing or put out the fire, so they could only curse loudly from inside the courtyard.

The smoke filled the air and I couldn't breathe, so I had to retreat into the tunnel. I was worried that the wooden boards above the tunnel would be burned by the fire, so I climbed out and pushed down the water tank next to the wall. There was still half a tank of water in the water tank, which could soak the ground.
Chapter completed!