"Okay, Wang Xiaohua, let's not waste any more time. Let's go back and pack our things and run away."
"Why are you running away?"
"Run for your life."
"oh."
After the brief conversation, Qu Shang didn't even let Qu Yan get down to the ground.
He kept holding her in his arms and walked towards the place he remembered.
Along the way, the brother and sister briefly exchanged ideas about what happened after they crossed over.
“Wow… When I opened my eyes, they were all bullying me. I was really scared. I was so scared that I would never see my brother again.
The village chief's son tried to force me, and I was so scared that I accidentally strangled him with a rope.
What should we do, brother? We won’t be arrested by the government, right? If we have to go to jail or beheaded, we might as well jump off a cliff.”
Qu Yan leaned on Qu Shang's shoulder and cried breathlessly.
When Qu Shang heard that Qu Yan had suffered such hardships, murderous intent suddenly filled his eyes.
I wish I could go back and whip the corpses of those people again.
"Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you again. Those people deserved it. They had killed many people before Wang Xiaohua.
They died at our... no, at my hands, and it was what they deserved. Yanyan, don't be afraid."
As he said this, Qu Shang was still thinking...
If killing is really a sin, then come after me alone.
Thinking of this, Qu Shang's eyes were instantly filled with pain and regret.
When he learned that the foolish original owner had a younger sister, he was a little dazed.
The original owner was stupid but Qu Shang was not.
In my memory, the original owner's sister always came back covered in wounds after playing with those boys.
Anyone who is not a fool can understand the inhuman abuse this girl suffered.
At that time, Qu Shang didn't know that Wang Xiaohua would actually be his sister.
He just placed the feeling of indebtedness towards his sister on Wang Xiaohua, which made him subconsciously look for Wang Xiaohua.
When he saw the sickle about to cut the girl's neck, his past life flashed through his mind.
After his sister died, he saw the surveillance footage of the incident.
Same posture, same position, even the place where the knife is going to cut is exactly the same.
Almost as a subconscious reaction, he saw the scene in front of him as the same scene as before.
He seemed to rush into the small surveillance screen and successfully kicked the gangster away.
He smashed the gangster's head into a pulp with the same ferocious movements as he had countless times in his midnight dreams.
Then he immediately turned around and hugged the girl whose neck was bleeding, and began to call Yanyan's name neurotically.
It was as if... I had really saved her.
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