Li Qingzhao and Zhao Fuxian tightly support each other. How can they look as beautiful as they did when they were in Tokyo?
They were like two little lambs, trembling.
Soon, they landed on the shore, and there was a carriage waiting for them ahead.
The carriage drove slowly on the road.
When passing a hillside, the fisherman's son who was riding a horse at the front suddenly raised his hand and shouted.
"parking!"
The carriage had just stopped, and the few strong men on horseback couldn't help but look at each other.
No one knows why the car stopped at this time.
The fisherman's son finally couldn't hold it any longer. He quickly dismounted and walked quickly to the back of the carriage.
Then he opened the curtain and jumped into the carriage!
Soon, Li Qingzhao's screams came from inside the carriage.
"What are you doing? Don't come over, don't come over!"
"Your father has already said that if our bodies are not clean, we won't be able to sell them at a good price, so don't come here!"
The wanton and arrogant laughter of the fisherman's son came from the carriage.
"Hahaha! Beauty, what if I sleep with you?"
"At most, it's just a little less money, and these days, there are so many aristocratic gentlemen who like ruined flowers!"
"The harder I torture you now, the more they will like you when they see you!"
"Hehehe, you'd better obey me obediently and don't let me use force, otherwise you will suffer a lot later!"
Then, there was a noise inside the carriage.
These big guys outside, you look at me, I look at you, they don’t dare to do anything without permission.
Everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to hear.
Anyway, this isn't the first time something like this has happened.
They all know that although these women are resisting tenaciously now, once they get to the brothel, they will soon start to doubt their life.
In the end, he gave up on himself, drifted with the crowd, and became a tool.
"Let go of sister Zhao'er!"
Zhao Fuxi's voice suddenly came, followed by the scream of the fisherman's son.
"Ah! You stinky bitch, how dare you bite me!"
With a "pop!" sound, Zhao Fushi was pushed out of the carriage.
A deep five-finger red mark appeared on her delicate and white left cheek.
The fisherman's son called to the two strong men outside: "Keep an eye on this little girl! It's rare to meet such a beautiful person, I have to have a good time now!"
Zhao Fuxi was dragged out of the carriage by two strong men. She was helpless and could only watch the fisherman's son lower the curtain of the carriage with an extremely ugly smile on his face.
Then he let out a strange cry and started thrashing about in the carriage again.
"ah!!"
The sudden scream stunned all the strong men around him.
The scream was not made by Li Qingzhao, but by the fisherman's son. It sounded like he had been seriously injured.
"You bitch! You actually hid a pair of scissors!"
When the fisherman's son retorted angrily, the two people seemed to be fighting in the carriage.
While hearing the angry scolding of the fisherman's son, there was also the sound of Li Qingzhao's desperate struggle.
"Don't come over here. If you come over again, I will, I will stab you to death!"
"Okay! Little bitch, I really want to see who stabs whom!"
While the two were struggling, Li Qingzhao's hand suddenly stretched out from the carriage.
Before the carriage driver could react, he stabbed the horse's butt hard with the scissors in his hand.
The frightened horse let out a cry, then spread its legs and ran wildly.
"No, stop the carriage quickly!"
A group of people reacted and planned to catch up on horseback. When they stopped the carriage, these injured and frightened horses had already rushed out of the mountain road and rushed down a steep slope!
