Scarface said as he walked calmly to the two of them, narrowing his eyes and suddenly pulled out a dagger from his short boots.

The bald man had no choice but to take the dagger and cut off the hemp rope behind Jia Huan.

Jiahuan was so shocked by this sudden change that she was at a loss, but no matter how she gained freedom again, she was further away from the escape plan. Fearing that Scar and Bald Head could see her thoughts, Jiahuan stood there and rubbed her wrists and did not dare to look up.

"Eat!" Scarface's voice came from the top of her head.

Jiahuan raised his head in surprise and glanced at Dao Scar. Seeing that he was staring at him for a moment, his heart trembled.

"I, I'm not hungry, I want to go to the bathroom." Jia Huan stuttered. The bowl of sweet potatoes had a layer of green hair and was thrown to the ground by bald head. They were stained with broken porcelain pieces and mud. How could people eat it?!

Scar said expressionlessly: "There is no toilet, this yard is just a toilet."

Jia Huan's heart was cold, as if a bomb exploded in his ears, spinning around. At this time, the bald man also heard the meaning of Scar, and sneered on the side, and forced Jia Huan step by step:

"Go up~Are you very anxious? Take off your pants~"

"I, I..." Jiahuan grabbed the clothes on his chest tightly and stepped on the sweet potato, almost sliding to it.

He staggered and was squeezed by his bald head: "Don't you want to run away?! You have the strength to run away when you are full, do you know?" After that, he grabbed a piece of sweet potato from the ground and stuffed it into Jia Huan's mouth.

"No~~" Jia Huan shook her head, mud and sweet potatoes covered her face, and the bald head suddenly grabbed her index finger and screamed: "Fuck you, how dare you bite me!"

Jiahuan held back his anger and kept doing it. He raised his leg and kicked the bald head under his crotch.

"Ao!" The bald man raised his hand and grabbed Jia Huan's slender calves in his hand: "It's against you!" As he said that, he raised his hand and raised his legs into the air. Jia Huan couldn't help but suffer pain and was overturned to the ground.

The bald man skillfully tied up Jia Huan again after a few strokes, clapped his hands: "Brother, what do you think you should do?"

"Hmph" Scar snorted coldly: "Call the second master here."

"Okay, I haven't seen any blood for a long time. Poor this girl's face, hahahaha." After laughing, the bald man took out his cell phone and pressed several numbers.

"Second Master, you have to work hard again. Yes, it's very hot!" After saying that, the bald man hung up the phone, glanced at the family Huan who was lying on the ground and staring at his fiercely, and said contemptuously: "What are you glaring! It will turn into the second master's food in a while, and I still glaring!"

What does it mean? What became a dish? Could it be that the second master he said was eating people?! Jia Huan didn't dare to think about it anymore and shouted loudly:

"Help! Help--"

Although this place is very remote, she cannot give up the glimmer of hope and wait for death.

The bald man didn't fight Jiahuan again this time. He ran into the broken house and moved out a square table in the middle of the yard. He said to Scar: "Brother, it's black. Why don't you just be here? Anyway, the second master is quick, and it can be done if it's not dark."

"Yeah." Scar responded and walked out of the yard.

The bald man curled his lips and threw Jia Huan into a bun onto the table with a dark face, and tied it firmly with the table. Jia Huan screamed hysterical, but could not struggle at all. No, he must escape! He wanted to avenge his parents and get his younger brother back! Jia Huan thought, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, regretting his impulse just now.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open with a creaking sound. Jia Huan turned around in surprise, and a thin old man walked in with his waist bent.

"Help, help..." Jiahuan was as if she had seen a savior, shaking her body desperately with excitement, and her hair was wrapped in messy clusters and stuck to her face. Jiahuan didn't care much about it. While worried about the safety of the old man, she was also worried that the old man could not save him. But no matter what, the arrival of the old man means that there was someone nearby!

"Call Mao, call!" The bald man roared, then bowed respectfully to the old man: "Second Master."

Second Master Jiahuan was shocked and finally stopped his voice, looking at the vigorous old man blankly. No wonder he was so calm when he heard his screams and walked into the yard calmly. It turned out that they were from the same group!

"Wipe, wipe." The old man raised his hand and pointed at Jia Huan's muddy face.

The bald man took out a piece of rag as reluctantly as if he was afraid that Jiahuan would take the opportunity to bite him, so he just swept Jiahuan's face a few times.

The old man rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, took out a black curved knife from his arms, walked to Jia Huan and looked at it, and smashed his lips:

"Tsk tsk~ It's round and bright, it's really a good guy. I'll be eating meat tonight~" As he said that, he slowly stretched his knife towards Jiahuan's eyes...
Chapter completed!