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The soldiers surrounded Xiao Yun and Chunhua, their hearts filled with endless fear and despair. Chunhua held Xiao Yun tightly, using her body to shield her, trying to offer a semblance of comfort and protection. The soldiers raised their rifles and knives towards the two, their cold eyes glinting with cruel intent, as if they could devour them alive at any moment.
"Mother..." Xiao Yun choked out, tears streaming down her face, her heart overwhelmed with helplessness and fear.
"Don't be afraid, child..." Chunhua whispered soothingly. Although she was filled with fear herself, she knew that in this moment she had to be strong to protect her daughter.
At that moment, Wong Ji rode slowly up to Xiao Yun, a cold smile on his face, his eyes flashing with immense disdain and cruelty. His voice was icy and somber, laced with endless mockery and hatred.
"Xiao Yun... Xiao Yun," Wong Ji sneered. "You were always the most disobedient child in the private school... always had your own ideas. Back then... I even thought about killing you!"
As he spoke, he dismounted from his horse slowly, his movements graceful yet ruthless, the knife in his hand glinting with a cold light. The soldiers parted immediately as Wong Ji approached, allowing him to get closer to Xiao Yun and Chunhua.
Xiao Yun was filled with overwhelming fear; she clutched her mother's hand tightly, tears flowing continuously. She knew how cruel and heartless this man was, but she could not resist or escape.
Wong Ji looked coldly at Xiao Yun, a cruel smile on his face. His gaze was like a cold blade piercing into Xiao Yun's heart, making her feel an unbearable chill and terror.
"You little wretch, how dare you try to run away?" Wong Ji mocked. "Today, I'll show you what punishment really is!"
Xiao Yun and Chunhua were filled with endless fear and despair; they knew that this man would show no mercy or compassion. His cruelty and heartlessness left them feeling utterly hopeless, but they understood that no matter how frightened they were, they had to be strong because they still had each other.
Wong Ji slowly approached Xiao Yun, the knife in his hand gleaming ominously. His smile grew increasingly cruel, the light in his eyes becoming colder.
"Come on, Xiao Yun, let me see how strong you are," Wong Ji said softly, his voice filled with endless malice and mockery.
Xiao Yun's heart was filled with endless fear, but she knew she could not give up. She held her mother's hand tightly, silently praying for a glimmer of hope.
Wong Ji gradually approached Xiao Yun, a cruel glint flickering in his eyes, a cold smile on his face. Chunhua hurriedly stood in front of Xiao Yun, saying excitedly, "Don't touch her! You beast!"
Her voice was filled with anger and despair, her eyes shining with immense determination and courage. She knew she could not let Wong Ji harm Xiao Yun, no matter the cost.
Wong Ji widened his eyes as he listened to Chunhua's roar, then burst into laughter. His laughter was filled with mockery and disdain, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke. The soldiers around him joined in the laughter, their voices like the whispers of demons, full of endless cruelty and derision.
The actions of this middle-aged woman amused them; their eyes sparkled with utter contempt and disdain. To these cruel soldiers, Chunhua's bravery was merely foolishness; her resistance was meaningless in their eyes.
Wong Ji's expression then changed, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his cold gaze. He kicked hard at Chunhua, the force of his kick striking her abdomen directly. Chunhua felt a sharp pain as her body lost balance and fell heavily to the ground.
"You filthy woman, dare to resist?" Wong Ji sneered, his eyes filled with cruelty and hatred.
Xiao Yun watched her mother fall to the ground, her heart filled with endless fear and sorrow. She tightly grasped her mother's hand, feeling the impact and pain coursing through her mother’s body. Tears streamed down her face as her heart overflowed with indescribable despair.
Wong Ji did not stop; he immediately kicked at Chunhua's back of the head with tremendous force, causing Chunhua to suffer another violent impact. Her head throbbed painfully, her vision blurred, and her body trembled involuntarily.
"Mother!" Xiao Yun cried out in terror, her eyes brimming with endless tears and grief. Her heart was filled with helplessness and despair, unable to accept the cruel reality before her.
Wong Ji's laughter echoed in the night sky; his cruelty and ruthlessness evoked profound despair. The soldiers laughed heartily; for them, this brutal spectacle was merely a means of entertainment.
Chunhua's body trembled on the ground, her eyes filled with endless pain and sorrow. Yet even in such agony, she still held onto Xiao Yun's hand tightly, trying to offer her some comfort and protection.
"Don't give up, my child... we will find a way to survive," Chunhua whispered with her last strength, her voice filled with boundless love and determination.
Wong Ji then grabbed Chunhua by the hair forcefully, pulling both her and Xiao Yun apart. Chunhua screamed in pain but still tried to reach for Xiao Yun; however, she could not resist Wong Ji's overwhelming strength. Wong Ji looked at this scene with a cold smile, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes.
He forcefully kicked Chunhua to the ground, and she fell heavily, making a muffled sound. Her body trembled on the ground, curling up in pain, her eyes filled with endless suffering and despair.
Wong Ji twisted his wrist, playing with the knife in his hand, and coldly said to Xiao Yun, "You can watch your foolish family die right before your eyes! Hahahaha!"
His laughter was filled with endless cruelty and mockery, as if everything was a game he had meticulously designed. The soldiers around him laughed along, their laughter like the whispers of demons, full of unending brutality and disdain.
With a command from Wong Ji, two soldiers immediately stepped forward and roughly restrained Xiao Yun on the ground. Xiao Yun struggled desperately, but her strength seemed so insignificant against these trained soldiers. Her heart was filled with fear and despair, but she could not resist or escape.
Wong Ji coldly looked at Xiao Yun, his smile growing more cruel. He slowly pressed the knife against Chunhua's neck, the cold glint of the blade flickering in the firelight, bringing an overwhelming sense of fear and the scent of death.
"See clearly, this is what happens when you resist me," Wong Ji said softly, his voice filled with endless malice and mockery.
Xiao Yun's eyes were filled with tears as she struggled desperately to break free from the soldiers' control, only to find herself powerless to change anything. Her heart was filled with endless pain and helplessness; watching her mother being tormented felt like a knife twisting in her heart.
"Don't! Please, don't hurt her!" Xiao Yun cried out, her voice full of despair and pleading.
Wong Ji coldly looked at her, a cruel smile on his face. He exerted a slight pressure with his hand, and the blade drew a line of blood across Chunhua's neck, droplets falling to the ground.
Chunhua's body trembled in excruciating pain, yet she still tried to remain calm. A glimmer of determination flashed in her eyes as she whispered to Xiao Yun, "Don't be afraid, my child... no matter what happens, I will be by your side."
Wong Ji sneered as he watched this scene unfold, filled with an unending sense of pleasure. A cruel light flickered in his eyes as the knife drew closer to Chunhua's neck, bringing an overwhelming sense of fear and the scent of death.
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