1890: I'm in Hextech Brawl in America

Chapter 12 Mute Woman

"Brother Ye?"

Fang Jianqiu shouted out and quickly walked towards the figure.

Upon hearing the voice, Ye Lang quickly turned around, revealing a tired face.

He was covered in dust and mud, clearly having just returned from a hard day's work in the fields.

"Brother Fang!"

Ye Lang's response was filled with joy, after all, Fang Jianqiu was the only acquaintance he knew in this place.

I didn't see you yesterday, and I was a little worried. How are you now?

Fang Jianqiu came to Ye Lang's side and briefly inquired about his condition.

He didn't directly ask if the Hans foreigner had done anything to Ye Lang.

The core of my understanding of that Hans foreigner came from my conversation with Old Man Xiao.

Hans had a preference for male homosexuality.

Furthermore, several men had already died because of his hobby, and as many as half of them were minors...

It's a complete human-shaped beast!

Ye Lang's expression froze. Although he had studied the Four Books and Five Classics, he was not a rigid person and immediately understood what Fang Jianqiu was worried about.

So he shook his head and said seriously:

"Yesterday I was taken to the house of that Westerner named Hans, and he actually tried to do that... I immediately and firmly refused. Our bodies and hair are gifts from our parents; how can they be trampled on like that? I, Ye Lang, would rather die than agree to him!"

Seeing the excited expression on the young man's face, Fang Jianqiu felt a little relieved.

It seems that Ye Lang's resolute and tough attitude allowed him to escape this predicament.

But I'm afraid that foreigner won't give up so easily...

Seemingly unwilling to discuss this topic further, Ye Lang then added:

"Brother Fang, I remember you came without any luggage. I'm afraid you're having a lot of trouble living here. I have some extra bowls and basins here, please take them!"

Since he was unwilling, Fang Jianqiu naturally wouldn't force him to discuss the matter.

Afterwards, the two began to have a normal conversation about their experiences over the past few days.

......

"What? Brother Fang, how could you go there on credit on the very first day? And...and on such a large amount at once?"

"Oh dear, exchanging for this canned food is such a waste! Brother Fang, if you're going to exchange, you should exchange for more salted pork!"

"This rice was overpriced. Oh well, I'll save this good rice for the holidays. Brother Fang usually eats mine; my rice may be a bit coarse, but it's definitely enough to fill our stomachs!"

"..."

Ye Lang looked at the things Fang Jianqiu had bought with a pained expression, and Fang Jianqiu could only listen helplessly.

Old Xiao watched the spectacle from the sidelines, not wanting it to get any worse:

"Yes, Brother Ye, your brother Fang is too generous and can't keep things. Give me those tobacco pouches to keep safe, so he won't give them away carelessly."

Ye Lang took it seriously and refused to engage, giving a stern refusal.

Old Xiao was amused and laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight.

"Hey, hey, hey, bring on a few bastards, Grandpa Bai's assigned some work!"

Suddenly, a familiar, raspy voice rang out from outside.

The three paused their conversation briefly and looked outside.

Lin San strode over with his feet turned out, shouting orders for people to get to work, but no one in the camp responded to him.

This made him somewhat embarrassed and angry, but he had no choice but to select the items himself:

"Damn it, a bunch of good-for-nothings! They're not even enthusiastic about the work Grandpa Bai tells them to do. They deserve to chop sugarcane for the rest of their lives!"

"You, you, and you, all of you come out. Oh, and you go too. You're so fat, you're the one who has to go."

Lin San randomly pointed around, and in the end, Fang Jianqiu became his target as well. Then he slapped his forehead and said:

"Old Xiao, I almost forgot about you. You absolutely have to go on this."

The three Chinese laborers, along with Fang Jianqiu and Old Man Xiao, followed Lin San outside.

"Brother Fang, you don't know how?"

Before leaving, Ye Lang asked with concern.

"Sigh, it's nothing, it's just that it'll probably be... sigh again."

Old Man Xiao sighed twice, and without explaining himself, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

"It's okay, you'll find out when you get there."

Fang Jianqiu gave Ye Lang a brief reply and then left.

Judging from Old Man Xiao's attitude, it shouldn't be anything dangerous.

......

The group walked out, and Lin San tried several times to speed up, but Old Man Xiao was shackled and couldn't move quickly. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks like a monkey.

Finally, the group arrived at their destination.

It was outside the fence of a detached wooden house, and there were already several people there. Looking around, there were two or three Chinese women and... a child.

Fang Jianqiu frowned instantly after recognizing the person:

"Kobayashi? What are you doing here?"

The well-behaved child who had secretly shared sweet joy with him during the day was now standing behind the women.

The sweet smile was gone from her face; in its place... were tears streaming down her face.

Even so, she didn't dare to utter a sound of crying.

Fang Jianqiu's face darkened. He looked at the women again, but the mute girl was not among them.

He had already guessed why Kobayashi was so sad.

Sure enough, after Lin San walked over the wall of the detached wooden house, he quickly appeared at the gate and shouted loudly for Fang Jianqiu and the others to come over.

As they entered the courtyard, a foreigner, reeking of alcohol, looked at them impatiently and then shouted:

"Damn Qingchong, come over here and push this thing away. It's ruining my fun."

After saying that, he turned and went back into the house.

Fang Jianqiu looked up and saw that the foreigner was Jack, and the thing he was talking about was the mute girl whom Fang Jianqiu had met twice before.

He looked over.

At this moment, the mute girl was lying on a cart, covered with a burlap sack. Her exposed skin was covered with bruises and welts, and in some places the flesh was torn up and the blood had congealed into black scabs.

Her chest barely rose and fell; she could only inhale, not exhale. But her eyes were wide open, bloodshot, staring straight into the void.

The gaze had already drifted away, lost its focus, yet it still held a stubbornness that refused to close its eyes even in death.

She's just putting on a brave face.

"Damn it, how come this person still has a breath left?" Lin San wanted to curse something, but for some reason, he swallowed it back. He looked at Old Man Xiao and said anxiously:

"Old Ghost, what do you suggest we do?"

"What can we do? Let's stop her from suffering and give her a quick death."

Old Man Xiao sighed.

Upon hearing this, several Chinese people present lowered their heads and dared not respond.

The old man didn't expect anything from anyone else; he looked directly at Fang Jianqiu and said in a hoarse voice:

"Young Master Fang, I've seen your skills. Please, give her a quick death. Don't let that child outside watch his sister die..."

Upon hearing Old Man Xiao's last words, Fang Jianqiu's lifeless eyes finally stirred.

He nodded slowly and walked towards the mute girl.

Fang Jianqiu squatted in front of the cart. The mute girl saw his face and recognized him. Her eyes widened even more, and she managed to squeeze out a few soft sounds.

In the final moments of her life, she longed to speak, but she was mute...

But Fang Jianqiu knew what she wanted to say.

"I will definitely take good care of Xiaolin, I promise!"

Fang Jianqiu stared directly into the eyes of the mute girl, each word clear and distinct.

The stubbornness in the mute girl's eyes dissipated, and the sounds in her throat ceased.

Immediately afterward, before Fang Jianqiu could make another move, the mute girl's body suddenly relaxed, and her already weak breathing completely stopped...

She was free.

Fang Jianqiu was stunned for a moment, then reached out and closed her eyelids.

He stood up and grabbed the handle of the cart.

Seeing this, the other Chinese laborers quietly came over to help push the cart.