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Chapter 970 My Son

Perhaps because they had been punished like this before, some children were crying in a low voice, their little figures trembling, but they dared not ignore them. The eleven or two children reached out to take off their clothes, took off their clothes, put them aside, and walked forward with their bare bodies, shrank their shoulders, and walked forward.

They knew that if they were disobedient, they would be more than three whips.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face was dark, while the woman covered her mouth. Among the children who took off their clothes, her son was also among them. Her thin figure stood there with scars on her body, which made her heart cut.

These beasts! beasts! How can they treat these children like this! beasts! beasts who kill thousands of swords!

When the two men walked forward with whips in their hands and raised their hands to suck the naked child, the woman could not help it.

"brute!"

A loud shout was filled with endless anger and resentment. As the figure flew out, the long sword with a cold light also attacked the man holding the whip. At the same time, she ran around because she was worried that her son would be frightened. After leaping out, she immediately hugged her naked son into her arms.

Seeing his little sister unable to help but rush out, the middle-aged man immediately sent a signal and swept down the next moment. As soon as the sharp sword aura attacked, he instantly took the life of a man.

The moment the head flew out and the blood splattered, the children were shocked and screamed and ran around. He shouted: "Children, don't run around, we are here to save you!"

He was also worried that once these children ran out, they would not be able to find them and would fall into the hands of other human traffickers.

But how could those children listen to him? They didn't know him, and saw him killing people. They panic and just wanted to find a place to hide, so they ran around. Some even wanted to grab the door, but were kicked back by the man guarding the door.

"Little bastard! I will break your legs if you dare to escape!"

The man guarding the gate cursed angrily, picked up the wooden stick beside him and knocked the leg bone of the eight or nine-year-old child. But at this moment, an old and fierce shout came.

"You dare!"

As the old voice fell, a powerful wind stormed out, and the man holding the stick flew out with one palm.

"father!"

When the woman saw him, she was excited and happy. She hugged the child struggling in her arms and ran over: "Dad, dad, look, look, this is Xiaoyou, this is Xiaoyou! I finally found my son, I finally found..."

As he spoke, tears fell down. The child who was struggling like a loach to escape, couldn't help but calm down after hearing her words. When he looked up, he saw the person holding him crying all the time, and the tears dripped on his face.

"careful!"

The old man nodded with relief. Just as he was about to speak, a man behind him attacked with a sword. He immediately pushed his daughter behind him and went up to meet him.

The middle-aged man who kicked in the door from behind looked at the woman holding the child and waved his hand. The group of guards who came in immediately followed him quickly helped control the scene. With the help of man, within a while, dozens of men in the courtyard were controlled, and the children were also protected by them, without any casualties.
Chapter completed!
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