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Chapter 579 Broken Hand

With a bang, the originally unsolid wooden door was kicked open, and the door panel fell to the ground with a slam. The women on the kang screamed in fear.

The lanterns swept through the women's faces one by one, and the women calmed down. They were not the daughters of yellow flowers, and they had several babies. What's the point of being afraid of when the old woman's face is there? With the little hoof, these people will attack them if they are blind.

The woman with a fat face immediately became excited. It's so relieved!

"She, that little girl is as tender as tender as she is. You can grab her, grab her!" The woman pointed her finger at the little girl.

Yang Jinshu felt a slump. She came from the palace and was used to intrigue, but this was the first time she saw her as unconcealed vicious as this woman.

The little girl was stunned at first, then she became angry.

Who do you say is the onion? You are the onion. Your whole family has the onion!

She was about to speak when the lantern shone on her face.

"Oh, it's really a little beauty. Her face is so tender that it can pinch out water."

Before he finished speaking, a few dirty hands grabbed the little girl.

Yang Lanshu instinctively grabbed her clothes. She thought that only by fighting wars would not be peaceful. She only realized how empty the so-called prosperity and peace is.

This place is only one or two hundred miles away from the capital, and bandits are forcibly robbing the women at the foot of the emperor.

But what can she do? She didn't even dare to pull the little girl.

She watched the hands get closer and closer to the little girl, and she closed her eyes tightly.

"ah--"

"ah--"

The screams suddenly came, Yang Lanshu suddenly opened her eyes. Everything just now made her close her eyes. But what she saw now made her open her eyes and mouth wide in disbelief, and screams were endless, but she seemed to be unable to hear anything. There was a dead silence around her, which made people silence.

She saw that all the hands that had been stretched out just now were gone, but her wrist was still there, and blood came out of her wrist.

The lantern fell on the ground, and a huge light and shadow appeared on the ground, and those hands were in the light and shadow, carelessly, like garbage thrown away by someone.

The woman sitting next to the little girl was also carelessly wiping the blood-dropping knife on the quilt and stuffing it into the bag around her, like stuffing it into a pair of chopsticks or a comb.

"Kill! Kill!"

The scared people finally realized that it was really a murder!

The men didn't care about picking up their hands, and even forgot the pain, and rushed to the door. The wooden door that fell to the ground was instantly trampled to pieces.

The women were also so scared that they ran out, especially the one with a fat face, who was about to jump out of the window without wearing any shoes.

The little girl's mother seemed to have eyes on her back. She actually picked up a bloody hand from the ground and threw it towards the woman's back.

The woman was about to jump into the window, but suddenly a powerful force rushed to her heart. She felt as if she had been pushed by someone. Before she could react, she flew out of the window.

This time, she was not as lucky as last time. Not only did she fall and eat shit, but she also had several broken bones.

The room that was just full just now was only three of them left in a blink of an eye.

The little girl frowned and said angrily: "Mom Jiang, those people snatched mules and horses, and you beat them away, how can we rush to the road?"

The woman frowned and complained, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

After saying that, he quickly put on his shoes and chased after him.

The little girl sat on the kang and shouted at her, "You forgot to take the knife!"

The woman's voice came from afar, as if she was ten feet away: "You can bear them without a knife."

The air was still filled with blood, Yang Lanshu's teeth chuckled, and the little girl asked concernedly: "Master, are you cold?"

Only then did Yang Lanshu realize that not only her teeth were trembling, but her body was shaking like a sieve.

"I'm not... not cold." As soon as she spoke, she felt a tumbling in her abdomen. I don't know if it was the smell of blood that was disgusting or she was too nervous. She wanted to vomit and wanted to vomit.

"I know, Master Jiang must have never seen blood. Don't be afraid. It's just a shopping trip, not a killer. Otherwise, Master Jiang's wife, you should sleep for a while. There should be many people outside. Mother Jiang has to work hard to kill them all. Let's not wait for her."

After saying that, the little girl actually lay down, pulled up the quilt, and really wanted to go to bed.

Yang Lanshu was also in an ice cave. She had seen blood and had seen murders, but she had never seen such murders. She was actually no longer afraid. She saw her confidants die one by one under the arrows of the Five Great Camps of Zhending. She saw that Empress Dowager Mao was shot to death with one arrow, and she even saw clearly who was shooting Queen Mother to death.

It is the biological brother of Queen Mother!

Suddenly, all the things she hadn't thought about or had no time to think about these days were now remembered, and even she herself didn't know why she thought about them at this time.

Perhaps it was because she had deliberately not thought about the killing in Daxiangguo Temple for more than half a year. She thought that if she didn't think about it, she could forget the blood and treat it as if everything had not happened.

But it happened after all, just like the Yang family, it eventually collapsed.

She did not lie down and sleep like a little girl. She was leaning against the dirty and cold wall. She had broken hands under the kang and saw the place she saw at a glance. She didn't feel disgusted and no longer wanted to vomit. She finally calmed down.

If you want to survive, you cannot live a life of silence. You must be a strong man like this mother and daughter. This is a world where only the strong can survive.

She closed her eyes, and her tiredness surged, and she fell asleep.

Suddenly, a palm fell on her shoulder, and Yang Lanshu suddenly opened her eyes, and standing in front of her was the little girl's mother.

No, she is not the little girl's mother. Just now, Yang Lanshu heard the little girl call her "Mama Jiang".

"You..." Yang Lanshu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mrs. Jiang's face was flat and said, "We are going to rush forward now. Will the master and the teacher go with us?"

Yang Lanshu glanced out of the window with his eyes. It was still dark. A horse lantern was hung in the yard. The bleak light shone in through the open window, and it became a bit more gloomy.

"Let's go together." Yang Lanshu struggled to sit up. As soon as her feet fell to the ground, she felt something had been stepped on. She remembered the broken hand on the ground, gritted her teeth, and trembled her body and stepped on it from the broken hand.

More than a dozen people stood outside. Yang Lanshu recognized that the owner of the car and the handlebar were inside, and there were also a few people in the same car as them.

When the boss of Che saw the Jiang Pozi, he seemed to have seen the savior and hurriedly said, "Female hero, let's go quickly. The people from the True Immortal Sect didn't see them back, and they might come again."

Mrs. Jiang nodded and asked, "All of them are handled?"

Boss Che nodded and said, "I have buried them as you told me, just those women, I'm afraid..."
Chapter completed!
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