The General’s Little Peasant Wife

The faces of the children changed, and at the same time they looked at Qiao Mozhen. They didn’t even think that this child would be so cruel, and it would make people pull out a girl’s nails.

Jomo is sitting on the chair that the person below is moving. The half-sized body is nestled in the chair, holding one's chin with one hand, like a smile, looking at those who feel that they are poisonous and cruel.

"Do you think that I am poisonous and cruel? But compared with you, what am I doing?" Jomomo smiled coldly. He was really unable to say the double standards of these people. what.

"you……"

Some people are not convinced, and they are stunned by Jomo, and their eyes are full of hate, and anger.

"You don't want to be convinced with me here. If it weren't for you, would there be so many orphans and widows for Xiaoguo soldiers? If it weren't for you, would there be so many people who lost their families in Xiao's Congress? How? You snatched away The things in my family, now we only slightly rebutted back. Do you think we are cruel?” Jomo looked like a smile and looked at him. He hated to kill him. The expression on his face became ironic. stand up.

"we do not have."

"No? You didn't rely on her to entice others to take the problem? Didn't send the problem back to the desert? Or did you help when those people came?" Jomo asked questions one by one, they could not refute because they Have done it.

"Oh, look at all of you can't refute it, come and do it." He wants cruel means, but he is also convinced.

The person on the side gave the girl up, tied it to the torture rack, and then took the needle and the pliers and picked the nails of the child one by one.

Ten fingers and even the heart, only on the weekdays, it will not hurt if you accidentally get it. Now, the nails are pulled out, and even if the girl can bear it, it is also a painful scream.

"You stop." The biggest child glared at Jomo, his eyes full of anger and hate.

Jomo smiled at him and got up and walked over: "Stop? Then tell me what you know, I can let her go."

"Don't... Big Brother, don't." The girl's painful face was pale, but she said intermittently.

Boss looked at their youngest sister, saw her hand gradually stained with blood, and looked at her painful discomfort but still insisted on it, and her heart was uncomfortable.

"Hey, I don't have much time now, I have the most time, I can slowly consume it with you." Jomo Mou threw the sugar candy in his hand before the sugar candy in his mouth, feeling the sweet The taste and mood seem to be much better.

Boss, they looked at their sister's fingernails were pulled out one by one, her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, her face became paler and paler. When they thought she couldn't hold on, Jomo Mou opened her mouth: "Feed her some medicine." I just want to know the movements of the desert, but I don’t want to kill people. If this person is dead, it’s not worth it."

"What do you want to do?" The boss looked at Jomo and snarled.

"I am still the problem. You tell me what I want to know. I naturally won't continue to move her. Hey, I am only 11 years old. I am still a child. I am treated like this. I don't know if I will be in the future." Have a shadow in my heart?” Jomo Mou looked at the girl who had been numb with a leisurely look.

The minds of the people in the desert are good. The children can really find out the problem. For safety, they don’t have poison in their mouths. They can’t die if they want to die. And a half-child’s pain suffers. What is the capacity? After all, they are not adult slains.

"We said that you can let her go?" Boss looked at his sister's already numb expression, and looked at Joe Moo seriously.

"This is nature. If the young master says that he can let go of you, he will let you go." He can let them go, they can even let them out of town, but they think they can return to the desert, can they live well? It’s too naive.

"Okay, I will tell you."