32. Chapter 32 It Was Her
With a "bang", Feng Qingcheng was thrown directly onto a pile of hay.
Fortunately, the hay is very thick, but I don’t feel any pain.
When the ankle moved, someone kindly took the rope on her feet.
But before I could solve a few strokes, I heard someone shouting softly, "What are you doing?"
"Unlock the rope... If you don't untie the rope, how can you do it? Besides, you just untie the rope on her feet. We are here, are you afraid that she will run away?"
This sentence is the truth. If ten big men let such a big thin little woman escape, that would be a huge joke.
Someone carefully pushed away Feng Qingcheng's wet hair that was dripping on his face, but suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God, it's her..."
This exclamation immediately attracted everyone's gaze to Feng Qingcheng's face.
When everyone understood the identity represented by the deformed and bizarre face, everyone's eyes shrank.
An ugly woman like Feng Qingcheng, not to mention being in a place like the capital, is probably even in the whole world, she is also a unique ugly person.
Such a person, like the beauty who is beauties who are all over the world, can only be remembered firmly in his heart with just one glance.
So, even though Feng Qingcheng doesn't go out often, there are probably few people in this capital who don't know her.
Feng Qingcheng's eyes slowly opened, without panic or loss, and looked at the men in front of him calmly.
That ball knows how to take care of her.
The men she found were from 45 or 6 years old to about 20 years old, black, white, fat and thin, and all kinds of things were available.
But one thing in common is that these people are dirty all over their bodies. Looking at them, even if they are not beggars, they are still inferior people who are not up to the top.
He calmly stretched his wrist to the person who loosened his ankles and signaled him to loosen his ties.
Although the slanted eyes couldn't see clearly, there was a very charming light in the eyes.
Just this glance made people unable to resist her small request.
The man raised his hand foolishly and touched the rope on Feng Qingcheng's wrist. However, when he touched it, he was suddenly kicked away by the people around him.
"What are you doing?"
This kick seemed to make the man suddenly wake up, and he glanced blankly at the strange look of everyone looking at him.
"What do you see?"
"What are you going to do?" The man who kicked him away was a strong man in his thirties and shouted, "Are you addicted to untiing the rope?"
The person who was kicked stood up innocently, obviously not understanding what he was wrong.
But the current situation was not enough for him to investigate such a problem, because a very obvious voice of resentment came from his ears.
"What are you waiting for? Could it be that my wife will teach you how to do it yourself?"
Feng Qingcheng's eyes suddenly swayed, and a ray of starlight quietly bloomed in the darkness.
The woman finally couldn't help but come over here in person.
Chapter completed!