The fate of writers

Chapter 133 Revenge
In short, all the female workers in the textile factory eventually stayed.

Most people were guarding the front door, and a small number were guarding the back door and corner door. The back door and corner door faced the alley, which was full of debris and was narrow and difficult to navigate.

Jiang Ling held the sharpened knife and did not dare to relax for a moment. At the same time, she was very worried about the safety of Zhou Zhou and Zheng Xin. She had been angry with them earlier, and she didn't know if they took it seriously. If everything went well, they You should have arrived at Guanhaishe by now.

As for the people in Jinxiu Cloth Village, I don't know if they took her words to heart.

The sound outside the door became noisier, and the sound of footsteps must be that of a large army passing by.

After the large army passed by, only sparse sounds remained. Just when Jiang Ling and the others thought they had escaped disaster, a bird was making noise on the tree in front of the door, attracting attention.

Huang Yiping picked up a stone and threw it at the bird on the tree. It missed, but when it passed by with its wings, the bird was frightened and flew around and screamed and tossed even more violently.

"Hey, the gate here is closed, haven't you been there yet, how are you getting rich?"

"Your Majesty has ordered us to assemble at Qinghe Bay at the time of Xu."

"There is plenty of time, and we don't share the fat pigs passing by. This small family is always entitled to eat and drink."

"What can a small family have, it's better to hurry up and leave some spare time on the way, otherwise you won't be able to make it in time, but military law will take care of you."

"Brother, what you said is wrong. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat..."

The people around were agitated, and they started kicking on the door.The door was kicked and trembled, and the heartbeats of everyone in the factory seemed to be in sync with this frequency at this moment.Liu Zhi couldn't help but regret it at this time. At that time, he should not have been greedy for cheap, and should have used good wood for the door.

Because Jiang Ling and the others were fully prepared, the door could not be broken for a while.This group of people kept kicking the door and couldn't open it. They couldn't help but feel that it was a waste of time and it was not worthwhile. Others kicked open other houses, and they followed Huo Huo, and the textile factory escaped temporarily.

The Du family on the other side was not so lucky. They were what the Taiping Army called fat pigs, and they were cared for and eaten.

By coincidence, the man who led the troops to break down the gate of Du Mansion was the lame boy who had been rescued by Du Ying (Chapter 80).

The servants and servants of the Du family were nothing compared to the fierce soldiers and bandits.They are not the rioters who once rioted. They are unarmed and can be easily killed.

"Boss, we found this old thief." A fat man held Du Chuanfang and knelt in front of the lame boy.

Du Chuanfang looked up at the lame boy. He was a little panicked when he was found at first, but now he became calm and even thought about who he is?
Du Chuanfang thought he had offended many people in his life, and he really couldn't recognize the lame boy.

The crippled boy obviously also saw that the aloof Master Du didn't recognize him, and a wave of evil fire rushed out.

He put the knife on Du Chuanfang's neck and said frantically: "You don't know me? I am Qian Liu. I was saved by your kind-hearted young lady! My family was destroyed because of you. How could you Don’t you know me? Huh? My name is Qian Liu! You owe me five lives. How can you not know me?”

Du Chuanfang spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "There are too many people who hate me. Who are you? Go in line."

Du Chuanfang still didn't recognize him, and Qian Liu started to go crazy again, punching and kicking Du Chuanfang.

"Bring this person here." After Qian Liu went crazy, he finally remembered another key figure, Du Ying.

(End of this chapter)