Song Han can't tell the truth.
It's not like modern times. No matter what he says, he can get the punishment he deserves. Moreover, he can't wait until he has committed a crime and then go to find someone to verify it. If he can't go up or down, he will suffer from evil.
Seeing song QingHan's expression of eating shriveled, the man looked more excited. He quietly reached out his hand and touched song QingHan's waist. In a low voice, he said, "do you want to be now or at night? One person or several? Well? "
Song QingHan subconsciously avoided, was about to reprimand him, I do not know what thought, suddenly calm way: "how many more people? What are the methods? "
The man laughed, stretched out his finger to song QingHan, shook his head and said, "you think I can't satisfy you. Don't worry! How many do you want! One night, no repetition! "
Song QingHan's eyebrow corner took a puff and said quietly: "do you often play like this? And other women and men? "
The more he said that, the more excited the man was. He stroked his hands and said, "it seems that you know a lot! In this case, then I can directly tell you, not to mention the female male, is the barbarian, if you want, there will be! Then you will know what is called "like a horse..."
barbarians? Song QingHan's eyes narrowed, as if he had heard something interesting, and said slowly: "are the barbarians you mentioned captive? Is it not that prisoners should be treated well if they are not killed or injured? "
The man sneered and said with disdain: "how can there be so much food to support those barbarians born of bitches? Of course, you can use what you can, and kill what you can't use!"
Song QingHan was so nervous that he didn't think that the emperor's orders didn't work here. These people had their own way of doing things, but they didn't know whether this kind of thing of using prisoners as camp prostitutes was common or only happened among small groups.
If there is only a small group, there is no risk in what he is going to do, but if it is universal, then he will... Hit himself at the muzzle of a gun?
Seeing his hesitation, the man probably thought that he was worried about the safety problem. He touched his chin with a smile, and said definitely: "you can rest assured that our actions are very secret. As long as you want to, there will be no problems. The most important thing is that if you are seen by an adult, your future will be..."
he deliberately did not finish his words, just to leave space for imagination for song QingHan At that time, even if song QingHan didn't get what he wanted, he could also put the matter on song QingHan himself. After all, it was song QingHan's own fantasy, and he did not promise anything.
Song QingHan was not a child. He saw his trick clearly, but he didn't say it. He said calmly: "let me think about it again. Anyway, it's still early before dark. By the way, if I want to go then, how should I go? "
Seeing that song QingHan relaxed his mouth, the man did not exert any pressure on him, because he was very aware of the power of the heart demon. It was good not to move this idea. Once he did, he would get hooked sooner or later.
Even so, he didn't tell song QingHan his address directly. He just said with a smile, "you can go to my tent and find me. I'll take you to the blissful place myself. Do you know?"
When he said this, his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows stirred slightly. It seemed that he was suggesting something in general, which made song QingHan feel nauseous.
It seems that it is not so simple to know the secret. Judging from his performance, he clearly wants to put song QingHan in the right place before bringing him in. Even after the Zhengfa, he will not necessarily bring song QingHan.
After weighing the pros and cons in his heart, song QingHan raised his hand to the man and calmly said, "I'll quit first, and adults will also go back to have a good rest and have a good rest, so that you can enjoy yourself."
After hearing song QingHan's words, the man thought that song QingHan had agreed to his proposal, so he went to see him at night. He was overjoyed and said, "well, I'll go back now and get ready. I'll take a hot bath and sleep. I'll wake up and see you as a little beauty..."
Song QingHan frowned slightly, but there was a smile in his mouth, waiting to see the man leave After opening, he pondered for a moment in situ, and then left.
No matter his father or his affectation, he did not like the fact that prisoners were treated at will. Lack of food is not an excuse. The tenacity of human vitality has been proved enough in the 1960s and 1970s in the world where he lived in his last life.
Even if he is in the enemy camp now, he will think the same way when he sees the barbarians abusing the green wood people. It has nothing to do with his position, only about humanity.
Before returning to his tent, song QingHan turned to the kitchen and secretly took a charcoal stick, wrapped it in a handkerchief and hid it in his sleeve.
When he went back, he took out a piece of rice paper that he had carried with him, thought about it, picked up the charcoal and wrote it on it.
After writing out the news he had just learned, he dealt with the charcoal sticks and handkerchief, took the rice paper and hesitated.
For whom? Wu Dahu? But will it be bad for him to involve Wu Dahu? And in the process of investigation, will he be recognized by Wu Dahu?But give it to someone else... He's not at ease.
He thought about it and didn't make up his mind, and Jiayi came back at this time.
When he saw Jiayi, song QingHan suddenly said, "I found something that can make contributions, but it's a bit dangerous. I can't afford to take risks if I'm with my family."
Home Yi stopped, it seems that song QingHan will tell him this kind of thing, can't help but ask curiously: "what's the matter?"
Song QingHan kneaded the rice paper in his hand into a ball, threw it on the ground, sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "forget it, I still don't see it. Anyway, it's useless for me to take credit for it. The whole family is still peaceful and peaceful. Even if we can get glory and wealth, we can't enjoy it."
Finish saying that, he regardless of the home instrument strange vision, opens the tent to go out.
Jiayi looked at the door carefully and saw that song QingHan had really left. She sneered and said: "I'm really timid. What else do you say that you can't accept happiness? If you have honor, wealth and honor, are you afraid that you won't be blessed?"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the paper that song QingHan had lost. He stood up and walked quickly to pick up the paper ball. While spreading it out, he said: "I'd like to see what happened to frighten him into that shape...
seeing half of it, he suddenly heard some small noises at the door, which scared him to put the paper ball into his arms.
Song QingHan carefully placed the curtain, turned to look at a frightened home instrument, surprised: "what's the matter with you? Cold? It's as white as anything. "
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