The middle-aged man who was called Lord Hou glanced at Ding Qingyao and said coldly: "Fifty percent, I'll make an exception for you!"
"good!"
The tall and thin man gritted his teeth and agreed. The men he had good relationships with around him exclaimed: "Sorghum pole, are you crazy? Give 50% of your stuff in exchange for a woman!"
"You know what the heck, this bitch looks like the wife of a rich family. If I sleep with her once, my life will not be in vain." Gao Lianggan chuckled and stretched out his thick black fingers to touch Ding Qingyao's face.
Ding Qingyao stepped back in panic and exclaimed: "Who are you? Xu Wangtang is my father-in-law!"
"Little girl, even if your father-in-law is the emperor!" Gao Liangzhan smiled lewdly, pinched Ding Qingyao's round shoulder with one hand, and was about to attack her chest with the other hand.
Ding Qingyao was frightened, struggled hard, reached out and slapped the man: "Don't touch me!"
Sorghum pole was furious and slapped Ding Qingyao with her backhand. Five green and red fingerprints suddenly appeared on Ding Qingyao's pretty face, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. He then tore the clothes off her shoulders, revealing the bellyband and suspenders on her shoulders.
With her skin as white and tender as mutton-fat jade, he suddenly couldn't bear it any longer. He pressed Ding Qingyao to the ground with all his strength, and hurriedly unbuttoned his belt.
The big men around him folded their arms and watched the live spring work. Some people were covetous of Ding Qingyao's beauty and shouted: "Hurry up the sorghum pole, I want to have a try!"
Ding Qingyao was almost fainted by the bad breath of the big man in front of her. She felt a pair of big hands violently spread her legs apart, and couldn't help but scream desperately and sadly: "Han Baihang, come and save me!" In her subconscious mind,
, the figure of Han Baihang pushing her over the wall regardless of his own safety was engraved in his heart. At this time, he subconsciously shouted Han Baihang's name.
Hearing Han Baihang's name, Mr. Hou, who was watching coldly, suddenly changed his expression. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the back collar of the sorghum pole, pulled him up from Ding Qingyao's body, and shouted at Ding Qingyao: "You just shouted
Whose name?”
The sorghum stalk pulled up by the Marquis had already had sperm on his head. At this moment, his eyes were red and he said angrily: "Master Marquis, what are you doing!"
The Marquis waved his hand and pushed him aside, ignoring him, and asked Ding Qingyao anxiously: "Do you know Han Baihang?"
Ding Qingyao hurriedly covered her body with torn clothes, tears fell down her cheeks, but she didn't speak.
"What is your relationship with Han Baihang?"
The Marquis raised his voice and asked, gritting his teeth and pointing at the men around him who were unabashedly salivating, and said in a ferocious voice: "If you don't say anything, I will let them take your turn!"
Ding Qingyao's body shook suddenly and she stammered: "Han Baihang saved me just now. Someone is chasing us..."
"What about Han Baihang?" Mr. Hou asked.
Ding Qingyao cried: "I don't know."
"Master Marquis, this little girl is a beauty, why don't you go first!" Gao Lianggan came over with a shy face, but he still didn't give up on Ding Qingyao.
The Marquis glared at him with a cold face: "You can't touch this woman, I'll give you an extra 10% of the things!"
"Master Hou, I don't want it, I want this woman!" Sorghum pole said through gritted teeth.
The Marquis suddenly changed his color and said word by word: "I said, you can't touch this woman. Do you have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?"
Gao Lianggan swallowed his anger and said, "Master Hou, we brothers are working together. I only listen to you because I respect you, but I don't accept your treatment of my brothers like this."
The Marquis glanced at him sideways and said coldly: "I, Hou Zhao, have no brothers, and you are not worthy of being my brother. I have preserved this woman. If you are not convinced, just tell me!"
The tall and thin man had a livid face and dared not say a word. He could be the leader of tomb robbers, and they had experienced how ruthless Hou Zhao was. He just said something out of anger, and even if he had ten nerves, he would not dare to fall out with Hou Zhao.
However, he still said angrily: "Master Hou, how dare brothers break up with you, but if you want to protect this woman, you must give your brothers a reason!"
Hou Zhao said calmly: "Han Baihang saved my life. This woman has something to do with Han Baihang, so I have to protect her!"
Gao Lianggan looked at Ding Qingyao and said, "But this girl didn't explain her relationship with Han Baihang. They are not related to each other, so how can you protect her?"
Hou Zhao pondered, turned his eyes to Ding Qingyao, and gave her a wink secretly.
Ding Qingyao was so smart that she couldn't see the situation in front of her, but she, a widow, insisted on having a relationship with a man. She felt very shy and said in a voice like a mosquito: "He is my man!" After saying this, her ears were embarrassed.
turned red.
Hou Zhao said: "Listen carefully now, this is the woman who is my savior. If anyone dares to think wrong again, I will chop off his hand and feed it to the dogs!"
These words were so full of murderous intent that the big men did not dare to look at them obscenely and greedily, and the sorghum stalks turned their heads indignantly.
"You just said you were being chased. Who dares to chase and kill officers and soldiers?" Hou Zhao asked doubtfully.
Ding Qingyao saw that the man in front of her had an unusual relationship with Han Baihang, so she hurriedly told the story and begged: "Brother, please go and save him!"
Hou Zhao sneered and said: "Han Baihang saved my life, and I will save your life today. We don't owe each other anything, so why should we take risks to save him!"
Ding Qingyao didn't expect Hou Zhonghui to say this, and she was extremely anxious. She suddenly had an idea and wiped off a pair of crystal clear white jade bracelets from her wrists, saying: "These bracelets are worth thousands of gold. As long as you are willing to save Han Baihang, I will give them to you."
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Hou Zhao glanced at her in surprise, took the bracelet, looked at it for a few times, and nodded: "It's a rare thing, but it's not even close!" He pointed at the diamond necklace around Ding Qingyao's neck with his eyes: "Just add this.
Got it!"
"Keep your word!" Ding Qingyao took off the diamond necklace from her neck without saying a word and put it in the waiting hand.
Hou Zhao felt the warm fragrance of the diamond necklace, looked at the quality in the sun, and immediately smiled and said: "It's a treasure, worthy of brothers' sacrifice."
After that, he waved his hands to the big men around him: "Brothers, this vote is enough for us to rest for three years. Those who are willing to come with me can just copy the guys, and those who are not willing to come will wait here!"
When the big men saw the money, they all pulled out their weapons from their waists. They had guns, knives, and strange weapons. Under the leadership of Hou Zhao, they ran along the way Ding Qingyao came.
After running for several miles, I rushed to the front to wait for the call. I saw Han Baihang's staggering figure running towards me from a distance, and I also saw a group of people chasing after him. At this moment, Han Baihang's figure suddenly appeared.
Ding Qingyao screamed as he fell to the ground.
"You hide behind the tree!"
Hou Zhao spoke urgently to Ding Qingyao. He pulled out two box cannons with smoothed front sights from his waist, and ran towards Han Baihang. The other big men also scattered and ran forward.
The chasing men also saw the waiting group. They were stunned for a moment, and then they felt that the other party was coming with bad intentions. They immediately drew their guns and shouted: "The red gun will do the job. If you want to live, get out!"
Hou Zhao had already rushed to Han Baihang's side and saw him lying motionless with a shocking bloody hole behind his back. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. At this time, he heard the person over there announcing the name of the Red Spear Club and couldn't help but feel his scalp.
Feeling numb, I secretly wondered how Han Baihang got into trouble with these lunatics from the Red Spear Club.
He was not allowed to think too much. The people from the Red Spear Club fired at him without any explanation, and the bullets sent blades of grass flying everywhere. He hurriedly lowered his body, risking the bullets flying around his head, and used all his strength to push Han Baihang into the grass.
Lila, using the cover of the grass, pulled the man down under a thick poplar tree without any danger.
At this time, the people he brought had already exchanged fire with the people from the Red Spear Society. The gunshots from both sides were as loud as explosions, and the fight was very fierce.
Hou Zhao laid Han Baihang flat on the ground and stretched out his index finger to test his breathing. He was already breathless. He quickly checked the injury. Fortunately, there was only one wound on his back. He quickly turned Han Baihang's body over and tore off the clothes surrounding the wound.
He opened it and pressed the muscles around the wound with his hand. Black blood came out of the wound. He took a closer look and found that the bullet did not penetrate very deep and was stuck in the bone. The bullet had to be dug out, otherwise
Bleeding can kill someone. At this moment, his ears suddenly twitched and he looked back suddenly, only to find that Ding Qingyao had walked up to him at some point and was staring blankly at the unconscious Han Baihang.
Hou Zhao shook his head fiercely and dragged Ding Qingyao behind the big tree. At this moment, several bullets were fired from where she stood just now. He was so anxious that he yelled: "You fucking don't want it."
I'm going to kill you and let you hide there, why are you running here!"
Ding Qingyao's face was pale. She knelt down and held Han Baihang's hand tightly. She could no longer feel any warmth. A burst of sadness came to her heart. Tears blurred her eyes. She cried and asked: "Is he okay?"
"One leg has already entered the Palace of Hell!" Hou Zhao said with a gloomy face: "You have to take out the bullet, maybe you can save your life!"
"Then get the bullet quickly." Ding Qingyao said excitedly.
Hou Zhao nodded, pointed at the wound and said: "You hold this place firmly, and I will retrieve the bullet!"
Ding Qingyao pressed the wound firmly, and blood came out gurglingly. He pulled out a dagger when called, and roughly inserted it into the wound to dig out the bullet. The warhead was only the size of a peanut, and it was difficult to hold it with tweezers, let alone the dagger.
He was so overwhelmed with pain that he woke up Han Baihang from his coma. When he woke up, he turned his head and saw the sweating Zhu Zhao. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and passed out again.
"Out!"
Houzhao picked out the bullet head with a dagger and breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly opened the cowhide bag he was carrying and took out a small paper bag containing white and yellow powder. He poured it into the wound without saying a word.
After finishing, he glanced left and right, grabbed Ding Qingyao's skirt, pulled off a long strip of cloth with a dagger, and handed it to Ding Qingyao: "Hold the wound!"
Ding Qingyao did as he asked and couldn't help but ask: "What did you pour into the wound?"
Hou Zhao said: "This is a medicinal powder made from Yunnan Baiyao and opium. It has miraculous effects on stopping bleeding and relieving pain."
