Chapter 63 Temporary Prison
The little boy's laughter seemed particularly out of place in this situation.
Old Mrs. Wan's heart was pounding, and the other members of the Wan family had panic and fear in their eyes, but they did not dare to step forward to cover the little boy's mouth, because the servants had already surrounded them.
"You little bastard, you are so rebellious. How dare you laugh at our boss? Get out here."
A servant just wanted to show off in front of Brother Xiong, and this was a good opportunity. He grabbed a little boy from the crowd and brought him in front of Brother Xiong like a chicken.
Brother Xiong was already a little shaky at this time, and he could only barely stand with the support of the servants.
But the entire weight of his body was leaning on the servant. Brother Xiong was as strong as his name suggests, like a brown bear. The servant had a lot of pain in supporting him, but there was nothing he could do.
"Brother Xiong, you tell me how to deal with this brat and I will do it." The servant looked down at the little boy with a ferocious face, then looked up at Brother Xiong with a flattering face.
Brother Xiong said weakly, "Beat him up and take him away quickly. I want to go to the clinic."
The servant quickly bent down and said, "Don't worry, I promise to help you vent your anger."
Brother Xiong weakly patted the servant who was supporting him, and said in a low voice: "Hurry up and go, what are you waiting for here? Are you celebrating the New Year?"
"Okay, Brother Xiong, slow down. I'll help you get to the clinic right away."
There were five people injured this time. Now everyone had to go to the clinic for bandaging, and some even needed support. Only two servants were left behind.
One was the servant who was teaching the little boy a lesson, and the other was the servant standing at the back guarding the exile.
The little boy was slapped in the face by the servant, leaving a clear slap mark on his fair cheek, which quickly became swollen.
The servant cursed as he beat him: "You little brat, you are so bold that you dare to laugh at our brother Xiong? I will beat you so hard that even your own mother won't recognize you."
But the little boy knew some martial arts, and when the servant slapped him again, he grabbed the servant's wrist with his little hand and attacked his lower body with his legs.
This move was really unexpected, and the little boy actually succeeded. The other party was tripped to the ground in an instant.
The little boy was agile and immediately seized the opportunity. He rode on the servant's body, grabbed the snow on the ground and stuffed it into the servant's neck.
The servant screamed in shock at the cold snow water, and his back was soaked by it, feeling icy cold all over.
The little boy's fist was like a sandbag, and he punched the servant in the nose.
The nose is a relatively vulnerable part of the human body, and it also has a strong pain point.
The servant felt a pain in his nose after being hit by the opponent, and two hot streams flowed out of his nostrils. At the same time, there were two pools of tears in his eyes. He looked like the one who was severely bullied.
The servant's nose bone was broken by the little boy's punch. He covered his nose with his hands and lay on the ground wailing in pain. The intense pain made him lose his mind.
He flipped over wildly, throwing the little boy to the ground.
At this time, another servant stepped forward quickly and grabbed the little boy. The back of the boy's collar was lifted up again, and his two short legs kicked back quickly, trying to make the other party let go.
However, because the servant was always on guard against the little boy's actions, the little boy missed. Then he felt a pain and was knocked unconscious by the servant.
His body was thrown to the ground by the servants like a sack.
After the other servant's pain was slightly relieved, he got up from the ground, his face covered in blood, walked to the little boy with murderous hatred, and kicked the little boy in the body. The little boy was kicked far away in an instant. The servant wanted to kick him again, but was stopped by another servant.
"Brother Cheng, forget it. Don't waste time. Your nose needs treatment too. If you're late, you'll miss the best time for treatment. Go to the clinic first. I'll take these people to the prison."
The servant glared at the little boy's body and left angrily.
Wan Laosan quickly ran over, picked up the little boy, and followed the crowd to the temporary prison.
It is called a temporary prison, but in fact it is just a low stone house that is dark and damp.
The room had no windows, and the only source of light was the sunlight coming in from the doorway.
After Old Lady Wan and others were driven in by the servants, the wooden door was locked from the outside, and it was pitch dark inside.
"Mom, it stinks!" Wan Yiqun timidly held Qiu's hand, walked at the end of the team, and said in a low voice.
"Qin'er, be patient. It's better here than outside. At least we can shelter from the wind and rain. Maybe we can go out tomorrow, and then we will have a new home."
Wan Yiqin hummed softly.
Wan Yiqun was not the only one who disliked the stench. Everyone felt that the stench here was a little abnormal. Normally, feces and urine would smell like manure at most, but the smell here was very strange, like a dead rat.
"Lingyun, do you feel that this smell is familiar?" Wan Jinshu, who was walking in the middle, looked a little pale at this time. He frowned and asked Wan Xingmo in a low voice.
Wan Xingmo nodded, and then said in a serious voice: "Of course it is familiar. This is the smell of a rotting corpse, and it should have been there for a month or two."
Wan Xingmo's words were unusually clear in such an environment, and everyone could hear them.
"What? A corpse!" Old Mrs. Wan and other female relatives were so scared that they huddled together quickly, especially Second Sister Wan, who subconsciously held Xiao Fubao tightly in her arms, as if there were some invisible dirty things around who wanted to murder Xiao Fubao.
Qiu and Wan Yiqun, mother and daughter, were so frightened that they hugged each other tightly, while Wan Xingchang burst into tears.
Without the protection of his mother and grandmother along the way, Wan Xingchang had been silent the entire time, and at this moment his emotions finally exploded.
Everyone else was protected by their families, but he was all alone. The despair and terror at this moment were too much for his little heart to bear, and he broke down and cried.
The crying immediately spread in the dark room, and the children began to pull the adults' hands and sob softly.
"Uncle Wan Er, did you bring a fire stick?" Wan Xingmo remembered that he seemed to have seen Uncle Wan Er using a fire stick before.
"I brought it. Do you want to use it?" When Wan Laoer heard Wan Xingmo's words, he remembered that he had a fire starter on him. He quickly took it out from his arms and blew it up.
The faint sparks gradually became brighter and brighter, until a cluster of flames popped out, and there was finally a glimmer of light in the dark room.
"Mr. Mo, here you go." Wan Laoer quickly handed the fire starter in his hand to Wan Xingmo.
Since everyone was driven in, everyone stood still and didn't dare to move a step. The thick darkness before their eyes made everyone stop in their tracks.
There are several rooms in this temporary prison, and there are several rows of low houses like this next to it, but the servant brought Old Lady Wan and her group into this room. It is hard to say what happened inside.
Wan Xingmo held up a fire starter, walked to the front and took a look at the general outline of the house. There was nothing extra in the whole room, it was empty. Even the ground under his feet was covered with yellow mud, but it had become black, dark, and uneven due to being stepped on so much. Water drops were still oozing out of the walls.
No wonder the room is so damp.
At this time, everyone was at the main entrance of the house, but the stench was floating throughout the entire house, and it was impossible to tell the direction of the source of the stench.
The light from the tinder can only illuminate the area right in front of your eyes. Anything farther away is like thick ink and cannot illuminate at all.
"Everyone, stand still for now. I'll go and find out what's going on." Wan Xingmo's voice was low, but everyone in the room was worried about Wan Xingmo, as if an evil ghost was waiting for Wan Xingmo to approach in the dark.
"Mo'er, be careful." Zhao warned worriedly.
Wan Xingmo responded softly and walked towards the left side of the house.
As Wan Xingmo moved, the outline of the house gradually became clear in Wan Xingmo's mind.
The further Wan Xingmo walked in, the stronger the stench became.
The fire lighter in his hand flickered as he walked. Suddenly, a black shadow rushed into his sight without any preparation.
Even a man with extraordinary perseverance like Wan Xingmo was frightened by the sudden appearance of the black shadow in front of him, and the fire starter in his hand almost fell to the ground.
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