While Han Zhen was being taken to the guard room, he was in a sparsely populated alley two streets behind the train station.

A middle-aged woman wearing a lavender down jacket dragged the little girl to the door of a dilapidated bungalow.

Knocking on the iron door hard, he cursed at the girl: "You're useless, you can't even do such a small thing. How do I teach you this? I almost broke my wrist."

While cursing, the woman slapped the girl on the back of the head as if she was still angry.

Tears immediately filled the little girl's eyes, but she resisted crying.

Not long after, footsteps and an adult man's low voice came from the iron gate: "Who?"

The middle-aged woman replied angrily: "Open the door. Who else can ask me to stare at this little brat? A pervert almost broke my hand off."

Hearing the woman's complaint, the person inside the door first opened a modified version of the red-painted iron door, took a cautious look outside through the square hole, and then opened the iron door completely.

The middle-aged woman dragged the little girl through the door while continuing to curse: "This little bastard has tricked me to death. Give me a thousand yuan. I have to go to the hospital to take a X-ray, and my wrists will be broken off."

Already."

As she walked into the iron gate, the scene in the yard came into view. There were seven or eight iron cages scattered in the small yard.

Most of the cages were empty, with only three of them curled up with something unknown.

If you look closely, you will be surprised to find that these animals huddled together in the cage are not cats and dogs, but three children of seven or eight years old.

These children were all wearing shabby and ill-fitting cotton-padded jackets, shivering and hiding in the corner of the cage. Each of them had more or less scars on their body, and two of them had obvious disabilities.

Each of the cages they were in contained a stainless steel iron wrist, with some rice and vegetable leaves still inside.

Through the gaps in the iron cage, several children stared fearfully at the man who opened the door and the middle-aged woman who walked in, but no one dared to make a sound.

"Okay, stop complaining, let's go in first."

The person who opened the door to the middle-aged woman was a burly man, who looked to be between three and ten years old. He was wearing a dark brown woolen coat, and a ferocious scar on his exposed neck extended diagonally to the base of his right ear.

department.

This middle-aged man has a fierce and terrifying face, and the scars on his face add to his ruthless look.

However, he spoke politely to the middle-aged woman. After letting her into the yard, he followed the woman towards the bungalow in the middle.

The woman dragged the little girl in front, while the strong man followed behind her and walked towards the house.

After the two of them entered the house, the woman became more and more angry. She kicked the little girl next to her and threw her into the corner. She continued to curse: "It's no use to you who just know how to eat for free. You can tell yourself, what are you doing this month?"

Did you just steal a lot of things? You still have the nerve to eat every day, but you can’t make money from selling, and you won’t steal anything even if I ask you to do so. This time, I’m also in trouble with you. Why do you think you’re still alive?”

The body was beaten again, and the girl finally couldn't help but cry out. However, the middle-aged woman who saw the girl crying not only did not stop, but even more fiercely chased the girl to the corner and slapped the girl several times, and continued to curse.

With.

Hearing the noise outside, footsteps came from the inner room again.

Not long after, the wooden door on the side wall of the main hall was pushed open from the inside, and another tall, bald man walked out.

And when this man came out, he was not alone. He also held a hemp rope as thick as his thumb in his hand.

The other end was actually tied around the neck of a six or seven-year-old boy, and the young boy was led out by him like a puppy.

The first time after going out, the man frowned and asked unhappily: "Laoba, Juanzi, what's going on? I've told you several times not to make such a big fuss. Although there are no residents in this area, there are still

Be careful not to alarm others."

The man called Lao Ba was probably the strong man who opened the door just now. He shrugged helplessly and said it was none of his business.

When the middle-aged woman saw the visitor, her hysterical beatings and curses were restrained.

He turned around and smiled flatteringly at the visitor: "Brother Hong, this damn girl asked her to steal things at the station, but she was found out on purpose, and my hand was almost broken."

As he spoke, he pretended to be miserable and wiped the corners of his eyes, as if there were tears.

When the bald man heard what the woman said, he frowned and asked, "How many things were stolen?"

The woman quickly took out a black wallet from the pocket of her down jacket, took a few steps forward and handed it to the bald man, and said: "I just stole a wallet and was discovered. If it weren't for a stupid young man who rushed out and acted bravely, we would have

It’s probably hard to escape.”

Having said this, he took another sharp look at the girl huddled up in the corner, and then continued: "Brother, this loser only eats but doesn't work, and can't be sold, so why don't she..."

As she said that, the middle-aged woman made a gesture of wiping her neck, which was really in response to the sentence: "The green snake's mouth, the sting behind the wasp's tail, both are not poisonous, but they are most poisonous to women's hearts."

The bald man ignored the woman's suggestion, reached out to take the wallet, and let go of the rope that tied the boy with his other hand. He rummaged through the wallet, took out a few hundred-dollar bills, and then threw the wallet on the ground.

After counting the money, the bald man also cursed dissatisfiedly: "Trash, you only brought back so much after going out all morning."

At this moment, there was another sound of knocking on the iron door in the yard. The man with the scar on his face saw that his elder brother looked bad, so he hurriedly hid and opened the door.

The middle-aged woman watched helplessly as the bald man stuffed all the cash into his pocket. She wanted to say something but didn't dare. She hesitated for a long time and muttered: "Brother, how is the training of this boy? He still refuses.

Do you want to speak?"

The bald man glanced at the rope tied around his neck, and the boy standing aside stupidly replied: "I guess he is mute. He doesn't have any other disabilities, otherwise he wouldn't be thrown away. But.

It's good to be mute, it won't delay work, and it's safe. When I grow up, I can just buy it from a black coal mine and I won't lose money at all."

Just as he finished speaking, the scarred man once again brought a pale and skinny man into the house. The skinny man was carrying a bulging cloth bag in one hand and a bag with two legs missing in the other hand.

skinny boy.

The boy was no more than ten years old. Since both legs were cut off at the base of the thigh, he looked extremely short. At this time, he closed his eyes tightly and allowed the skinny man to grab his collar and lift him up.

In the air, if it weren't for the tremors that came from his body from time to time, people would even doubt his life and death.

"Losing money? Hehehe, we can still lose money in this business. Brother Hong, you don't know, this kid with two broken legs is really a quickie. If you throw it into the downtown commercial street, you will lose money several times in a morning.

Thousands are credited to the account.”

As soon as the skinny man entered the door, he showed off his voice as hoarse as a drake.

The middle-aged woman on the other side rolled her eyes and said sourly: "My eldest brother didn't take care of you and gave you this kid. Do you still think you are more capable?"

However, the bald man nodded to the skinny man with satisfaction and said, "Keep the money first. Zhao Si and his brother went to the South District. They said they found a teenage beggar yesterday. They are going to find a solution today."

Tie them back and share them with them when they come back."

After giving the order, the bald man put on a ferocious expression and walked towards the sobbing girl lying in the corner, and said to her fiercely: "Useless things will be beaten if you can't bring back the money. This is the rule.

"

As he spoke, he raised his rough big palm and slapped the little girl.

However, the next moment, the little boy who had been standing aside numbly rushed to the corner and blocked his body above the little girl.

The bald man was stunned for a moment by the little boy's actions, and then he let out a fierce laugh and said: "Okay, very good, at a young age, you can be a hero and save beauties. Then I'll beat you too."

Suddenly, he slapped the little boy firmly on the back of his head.

The little boy was hit hard, and his thin body trembled violently, but he still tightly protected the girl under him without moving even half a step.

When the bald man saw this, he punched the boy hard several times, but the little boy remained motionless.

Then, the angry bald man pulled hard on the rope around the little boy's neck, forced his short body away from the girl, and said viciously: "I asked you to block it, let me see if you can block it?"

Immediately, he slapped the exposed little girl hard.

The boy desperately wanted to rush forward to protect the girl, but he was dragged by the rope around his neck and unable to move. He could only watch the bald head brutally beating the girl.

His short and thin body trembled, and his originally expressionless face turned red due to the pulling of the rope.

Finally, when the bald man punched the girl hard on the abdomen again, the girl fainted and fell to the ground with a burst of convulsions.

The little boy's originally flushed face also returned to a pale white color.

Seeing that the girl was unconscious, the boy stopped struggling and stood sluggishly with his head lowered. His messy hair hung down and completely covered his face, making it difficult for several adults to see his expression clearly.

The next moment, a childish voice suddenly came out of his mouth: "You guys will all die badly."

Hearing him speak, the bald man was startled for a moment, and then cursed: "It turns out that little bastard is not mute, but his bones are quite strong. I taught you a lesson like that today and you didn't even open your mouth. Why can't you help it anymore?"

Scarface, who had just gone out to open the door for his companion, was now at the door of the bungalow, standing with his back leaning against the wooden door.

Hearing the boy speak, he also let out a series of disdainful laughter, and cursed: "You little bastard will curse your grandpa. Grandpa never thought of dying when he came out to hang out, but my life will be taken away by the Lord of Hell..."

He originally wanted to say that it would not be so easy for the Lord of Hell to give up, but he stopped abruptly mid-sentence, and the expression on his face changed from wanton laughter to fear.

Because on the wooden door he was leaning against, a metal short knife pierced the wooden door and penetrated right through his heart.

A horrified expression froze on his face, a large amount of blood poured out of his mouth, and the next moment he slid down the wooden door weakly.

Their attention was attracted by the little boy who suddenly spoke. The few people who passed by had not yet noticed the tragic death of Scarface.

It wasn't until the wooden door of the bungalow was opened again and the cold air was sucked in from the door that the remaining three people suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Laoba!"

The bald man who turned around first saw the scarred face lying in a pool of blood and let out a roar.

The next moment, a young man wearing a black trench coat walked in from the door.
Chapter completed!