Trafford’s Trading Club

The story of the savages in the thick fog was quickly finished. After that, Song Ying and Gan Hong recovered some strength and then continued on their way.

They were still entangled with each other with tree vines, but the thick fog seemed to be thicker than before, almost to the point where they couldn't even see their fingers.

For this reason, Gan Hong had to pick up a branch from the ground and use it to explore the path.

In fact, they didn't know where they were going or even where it was possible. They were actually spinning and didn't go very far. After all, in such a state, it was difficult to maintain a sense of direction.

"Right." Song Ying suddenly stopped at this moment.

The slight tugging force of the tree vine also made Gan Hong stop.

Song Ying suddenly took a step forward, got closer and said, "You...why did you leave without saying goodbye at that time?"

Gan Hong said calmly: "When was Miss Ying talking about?"

Song Ying said dissatisfied: "You know... what I'm talking about is, why did you suddenly stop being my bodyguard? Why did you suddenly leave?"

Gan Hong said: "My being a bodyguard for Miss Ying was arranged by the village. When my term is up, the village will call me back. I just accepted the order."

"Order?" Song Ying frowned, "You can't give an order even if you leave? Suddenly a guy who has nothing to do with me comes here? Is it because of that incident that the village took you back?" Went there? But you had obviously tried your best at that time, and you also..."

Gan Hong was silent for a moment, and finally whispered: "Sorry, an order is an order. It is also a fact that I am not capable. Your safety is very important, and it is necessary to arrange a more capable person to protect you."

Song Ying said loudly at this time: "Is it okay as long as it is an order? Even if I send you to a strange man... or even ask you to go to bed with him?"

"Master Qiu... is not this kind of person." Gan Hong just shook her head and said softly: "He is much gentler than we thought, but... his temper is just a little indifferent."

She thought of the time in the vineyard, when Luo Qiu took off his shoes first, and then she had reason to take off her shoes too... Small and subtle things can better reflect a person's quality.

He would never look at himself with an aggressive look, because he was worried that his situation would become bad, so he accepted what Master Song offered him.

Even though the time was not long, Gan Hong felt that the time she spent with this new young master passed both slowly and quickly.

Slowly, it always seems to be a leisurely time. It’s fast because the leisurely and quiet time will always pass without you noticing.

"I didn't see it." Song Ying muttered, then shook her head, "Forget it, let's not talk about it... there is no point in talking about it. I don't know whether this guy is alive or dead now."

Gan Hong suddenly said at this time: "Actually, Miss Ying, you are also a very gentle person."

Song Ying sighed: "Don't wear a hat on me at this time. I don't like hearing these words. Have you forgotten?"

Gan Hong smiled slightly, but this smile was hidden in the thick fog. All Song Ying could see was the blurry outline of Gan Hong's face.

"Shh." Gan Hong suddenly said, telling Song Ying to stop talking.

After a while, Song Ying couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Could it be that those wild wolves from before chased us here?"

Gan Hong said: "I heard the sound of water flowing... There should be a water source nearby... this way."

Then, Song Ying felt the pulling force from the tree vines tied to her body, and she had to move subconsciously. Gan Hong was trained by the village. I heard that all training items were carried out according to the plan of one of the most powerful special forces soldiers in China, and the elimination rate was unusually high.

Therefore, her hearing, eyesight, touch, reaction nerves, etc. are all beyond the excellent level...for such a young girl.

"It seems to be a creek." Gan Hong squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched a few times, and found the source of water in the grass.

"Can I drink it?" Song Ying asked with concern.

Gan Hong shook his head and said: "The vision is too poor to see whether the water source is contaminated... and there are no tools to boil it. If it is not a last resort, it is not recommended to drink it directly. But we can stay here. Rescue team If people find the water source, they will follow the water flow to find it, so we may be able to save a lot more people."

"Okay." Song Ying shook the mineral water bottle that was less than half full... but it was not yet time to really need to drink the water from this creek.

But it seems like it won’t last long, right?

It's so hot here that the clothes on my body can squeeze out water.

"But it's okay to wash your face." Gan Hong knew that Song Ying had some slight mysophobia, so she had to lower her standards at this time.

Song Ying couldn't bear the sticky feeling on her body. When he heard Gan Hong's words, he grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands and took them off without saying a word.

Next is the pants.

Now she only has two pieces of underwear left. Of course, in such an environment, she is not afraid of being seen by anyone.

At this time, under Gan Hong's reminder, Song Ying slowly walked into the stream and tested the depth. After finding that it was OK, she squatted down and began to rinse her body.

"I feel like my whole body has come alive!" Song Ying sighed.

Gan Hong just stood silently by the stream at this time, paying attention to her surroundings because after she woke up, the weapons on her body were gone. What she was holding in her hand was just a piece of wood she broke off and polished with a stone. Pointy branches.

But at this moment, a bit of coldness splashed on her body, and then she felt something grabbed her ankle and pulled it down.

With a pop, Gan Hong fell into the stream.

Bodyguards will be wary of everything around them, but they will not be wary of the people they need to protect... After entering the water, the coolness made Gan Hong shiver suddenly, followed by a burst of comfort.

But she still kept a straight face and said, "Miss Ying, you are too relaxed."

"You're too nervous." Song Ying shook her head and suddenly reached out to touch Gan Hong's thigh.

Gan Hong usually wears trousers, or at worst, long black socks because there is a hideous scar on her thigh.

Through her pants, Song Ying gently stroked the scar inside Gan Hong and whispered, "Does it still hurt now?"

Gan Hong sat in the stream, soaked to the skin, and her skin became extremely sensitive. But to Song Ying's question, she just responded lightly: "It's just a skin injury."

Song Ying suddenly said: "If the knife at that time had been a little biased, it would have stabbed you in the chest, right? If it happened again, would you block that knife for me?"

"I will protect the safety of my master." Gan Hong whispered.

"If it were Luo Qiu next time, would you also block it?" Song Ying asked again abruptly.

"Yes." Gan Hong didn't hesitate.

"If Luo Qiu and I were at the same time...who would you block?" Song Ying gritted her teeth and asked.

"Of course..." Gan Hong answered subconsciously, but at this moment Song Ying suddenly held her face with both hands.

At this time, Song Ying pressed forward, overwhelming Gan Hong into the stream. The shallow water in the stream could only cover behind Gan Hong's ears.

She could hear the gurgling sound of water.

At such a low level, the fog was very thin, so they could see each other's faces clearly.

"Look into my eyes and tell me your answer. Don't lie to me." Song Ying said softly at this time: "I will only listen to you this time, and I will only ask this time."

Pink-purple hair spread out in the stream, and there was something hazy in Song Ying's eyes.

She looked at Gan Hong, her eyes continuing to wander, and her voice became lower, "You are the only person who makes me feel like a friend...my first friend. So, can you...tell me the answer."

Gan Hong closed her eyes.

Song Ying's eyes gradually became dim.

But Gan Hong suddenly reached out her hand from the water and gently touched Song Ying's cheek. She sighed and then opened her eyes, "Really...why do you always look like a child who has had your toys taken away?"

Song Ying's unexpected response.

"answer me!"

"Of course..." Gan Hong said, her eyes suddenly shrinking.

In the flash of lightning, Song Ying felt her body being turned over by a huge force. Just like Gan Hong, the one whose whole body was being washed by the stream at this moment was herself.

At this time, Gan Hong propped up her whole body with both hands and became the one holding down Song Ying, "Of course... you."

A mouthful of blood spit out from Gan Hong's mouth. She could no longer hold on and fell on Song Ying's body. But what Song Ying could see was a huge figure.

He looked like a monster, holding a huge, thick and long wooden stick in his hand. The hair on his body was like a mammoth, but he walked upright. He seemed to have human-like facial features... a savage.

The same savage who appeared in Song Haoran's adventure story actually appeared in front of Song Ying's eyes. A few seconds ago, the savage waved the wooden stick in his hand and knocked it down hard.

"I'm just telling a story, why..." Song Ying's eyes were blank at this time, and she was a little overwhelmed by the situation in front of her.

"Hurry...go quickly..."

Gan Hong, who fell on her body, said weakly that she felt as if her entire body had lost consciousness. The heavy blow she just received seemed to have broken her spine, but she gritted her teeth and said, "Quickly go!!"

Let’s go! !

Something sounded in my heart...that time of danger.

Song Ying suddenly trembled, reached out and grabbed the sharp branch that Gan Hong had left beside her, "This time... it's my turn!"

"You're crazy!"

"Isn't that what friends should be like?" Song Ying gritted her teeth and jumped up, "Sharing joys and sorrows, sharing life and death, and never abandoning each other...this is what friends are!"

"Stop making trouble! Leave quickly! You eldest lady!"

"Stop making trouble! What's wrong with me being the eldest lady! Can't I not let myself regret it for the rest of my life!"

The savage in front of him suddenly roared, and his long and thick arms kept beating his chest, and then he raised the huge wooden stick in his other hand.

Song Ying's legs were trembling a little at this time, and the huge savage in front of her suddenly stopped and stared at Song Ying.

"I am also... the daughter of the Song family!" Song Ying screamed, holding the pointed branches in both hands, and stabbed directly at the long-haired savage!

Unexpectedly, the long-haired savage reacted very quickly and grabbed the branch in his big hand.

Song Ying's strength could not compete with the long-haired savage, and the branch was snatched away by the savage in an instant. At this time, the savage suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a set of jagged yellow teeth, as if he was laughing.

Song Ying was taken aback and could only think of attacking the savage's legs, so she kicked the savage's thighs and knees without hesitation... She didn't know that the warriors in the village had extremely strong fighting abilities, but she was just I have learned some self-defense moves.

Not only did this kick not make the savage retreat, but it was as if he had been kicked on an iron plate. A sudden burst of pain came from his ankle, which was so painful that Song Ying almost squeezed out tears from her eyes.

She suddenly fell into the stream.

Gan Hong, who was next to her, tried hard with both hands to prop up her body, but her spine suffered horrific trauma and she couldn't stand up no matter what.

Seeing this, Song Ying felt desperate, so she crawled to Gan Hong's side with difficulty, then dragged Gan Hong's body to move in a difficult place in the stream.

"Stop talking...I told you, I don't want to regret it for the rest of my life, even if it means death! Don't tell me mature or immature things!" She almost instantly blocked the words Gan Hong was about to spit out, "Leave you alone , I may not be able to get out. Anyway, if I have to die, at least I must die with honor! Even if grandpa is sad, at least he will be proud of me! I am the daughter of the Song family! "

"Xiaoying..." Gan Hong called in a low voice.

Song Ying reached out and hugged Gan Hong's body, and closed her eyes tightly because the long-haired savage had already raised the big stick in his hand and struck it down hard.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the thick fog.

What appeared to be gunshots.

After hearing the sound of gunshots, the long-haired savage suddenly let out a scream of pain, and then ran into the thick fog in panic.

Song Ying subconsciously opened her eyes and saw a faint black shadow gradually approaching in the thick fog... from a distance to the edge of the stream.

"It's a close call. Are you okay?"

sound.

Listening to this familiar voice and the gradually clearer face, Song Ying was stunned because the person who appeared in front of her at this time was not Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu was still holding a shotgun in his hand, looking very energetic.

"You guy, where did you die..." Song Ying murmured subconsciously, then suddenly shuddered: "Gan Hong! Gan Hong is injured, hurry up and save her!"

"Can you stand up?" Luo Qiu suddenly asked.

Song Ying gritted her teeth and nodded despite the severe pain in her ankle.

Luo Qiu put the shotgun on his shoulder, walked into the stream, and hugged Gan Hong.

Gan Hong said weakly: "Master Qiu...you are fine."

Luo Qiu said: "Don't talk yet, come with me."