Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 64

Seeing that there was no one to stop him, the man showed his courage for a while, with a proud look on his face, he grabbed the woman even more forcefully and dragged her away.

The woman struggled and screamed, "Let go of me, I won't go back, I won't go back."

The strong man thought she was upset by her shouting, so he turned around and slapped the woman, which made her fair and beautiful cheeks bloodshot and swollen, and she slumped on the ground.

"Stinky bitch, don't be shameless, you have signed the deed of selling yourself and pretend to be a chaste and strong woman, it's not like you haven't been played with before." After saying that, she felt angry, and wanted to raise her hand to slap the woman.

"Stop." A clear voice came from behind the crowd, and everyone saw a young man sitting in a wheelchair with a handsome posture and an upright posture.

Someone saw that he was young and had the heart of a newborn calf, so he couldn't help kindly reminding him: "Little brother, don't be brave, you can't deal with such a reckless man."

Some people whispered, with maliciousness hidden in their words: "I thought it was a good guy, but it was a little boy in a wheelchair."

Yi Ziqian's move can be said to be nosy, or it can be said to be an act of loyalty. According to his exquisite mind, he has no other thoughts, and he has a passion for indignation.In the past, he lived in the mansion due to illness for a long time, and rarely encountered such bullying and humiliation. How could he stand idly by when encountering it now.

The burly man put down his hands, and stood in front of Yi Ziqian with a ferocious face, and said with a joking smile: "A stinky paralytic dares to meddle in my affairs, I'm really tired of work."

Yi Ziqian was still unafraid, raised his head to meet his teasing gaze, and said solemnly: "A paralyzed person also knows that he should not bully the old and the young. As a man, he has no reason to bully a woman. Could it be that I am not as good as a paralyzed person?"

The strong man smiled instead of anger: "This bitch has already signed a contract of prostitution with us, and entered the brothel for several months to trade in flesh and blood, but who knows that he sneaked out today. The contract of prostitution is still with me."

After finishing speaking, he took out a thin piece of paper from his body, and wrote the words "Deed of Sale" in cinnabar. He held the "Deed of Sale", almost touching the tip of Yi Ziqian's nose, and said arrogantly: "Smelly paralyzed man, open your eyes!" Eyes, I can see clearly."

At this moment, the woman's mouth was still covered with blood from the beating, and she wailed on the ground: "I didn't, God testified, I came to seek refuge with a distant relative. This person is my cousin, who knows that he tricked me into the brothel, after They were tortured, punched and kicked. I couldn't bear it so I signed the contract of prostitution, and before that, before that, I was still innocent."

The more the woman spoke, the more emotional she became, and she choked up tears and burst into tears.

The strong man's face became more and more gloomy, he kicked the woman and said, "What the hell are you talking about, shut up."

The woman could only curl up, bit her lower lip tightly and held her head in order to barely resist the man's kicking.

Yi Ziqian saw him beating people in the street so unscrupulously, he pushed the wheelchair in front of the woman, and said eloquently: "You are eight feet tall and powerful, but you humiliate and beat a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken in the street? Still a man?"

Seeing Yi Ziqian's repeated provocations, the man was furious and wanted to greet him.

There was a sound of horses neighing, and the spectators shouted: "Master Inspector is here, Master Inspector is here!"

Everyone gave way, and the man saw that the commotion he caused had attracted the official, so he quickly stopped and knelt down faster than anyone else, not daring to lift his head.

A yellow wooden hexagonal sedan chair was carried by four servants, and gradually walked out from the crowd. The servants dropped the sedan chair firmly on the ground, and a majestic and powerful voice came out from the yellow wooden sedan chair, which could not be heard more than forty , Probably the weak crown said: "What is the matter and who is gathering here?"

Seeing that the inspector was coming, the woman hoped that she could get rid of the nightmare, and regardless of the dirty blood on her face, she knelt and said vigorously: "Master inspector, please help me, Caomin is a good family My daughter came to seek refuge with relatives a few months ago. She was lured into a brothel by a group of utterly devoid of conscience, and forced me to sign and write down a contract of sale, begging my lord to make the decision!"

The brawny man knew that he was in the wrong, he was a little weak-minded, he was not as arrogant as before, and he said intermittently: "My lord, this little girl is telling lies all over the place, but the grass-roots man has a contract of sale written by her own hand."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and spread out the deed of sale in his hands.

The person in the sedan chair said: "Present it."

The brawny man had never seen someone with such a high official title, and with a guilty conscience, he was a little trembling, and handed the deed of sale to the inspector's entourage.

The attendant took it, and the person in the sedan lifted the window curtain, stretched out a slender hand and took the paper away.

After looking at it for a while, he said, "That's right, it's indeed a deed in black and white."

The man felt a little relieved, and his body relaxed.

The lord said again: "It's just, why is there blood on this deed?"

Hearing this question from him, the man didn't know how to answer, his mind went blank, and he hurriedly responded, "Promise yes, promise is that I accidentally threw Zhu Mo up."

"Is this true?"

"It's true, it's true."

The person in the sedan chair sneered and said: "According to what you said, after the ink is dyed on the paper, it should appear red when it dries, but the stain on it is brown with a yellowish color, which is obviously blood. "

"My lord, my lord, it's because they tortured me to extract a confession and peeled off the nails of my hands, so that the drops dripped onto the paper." The woman held up her injured hands and wept bitterly.

The man was confused, kowtowed his head with a pale face, and said, "Master Inspector, it's this little girl who spouts blood, my lord, please don't say anything by her surname."

The man still said coldly: "Using punishment privately, forcing a good man to become a prostitute, someone will take him away."

Two tall and strong officials dragged him up. He didn't give up yelling that he was wronged, but the officials took him away forcibly without hearing it.

Seeing the end of the matter, everyone's self-consciousness gradually dissipated. The woman got up and straightened her clothes. Although there was blood on her face, she couldn't hide her beauty.

The woman expressed her sincere thanks to Yi Ziqian: "Thank you, little brother."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the sedan chair again, and said gratefully: "Thank you, sir, for straightening me up."

The woman has a kind heart, but she was trapped in the devil's den, but she bravely escaped regardless of everything. She was not humble when asked by the inspector, and reported all the sufferings she had suffered, and did not use misery to win people's pity.

She also didn't want to get involved with the inspector and Yi Ziqian. She knew that her status was embarrassing, and even though she was forced, she was still a prostitute.

She knew very well that her body and reputation were already dirty, so she naturally didn't want to be involved with them again, so she left alone under the eyes of everyone.Just like at that time, with hope in mind and a little naivety on the face, he came to join his relatives alone under the rising sun.But now this figure, with some of it, was tortured by the ruthlessness and irrationality of this world into this appearance.