"Brat, don't run! Stop right there! F * ck, are you tired of living? How dare you steal from me? If you have the guts, don't let me catch you. Otherwise, I'll break your dog legs!!!”
The damp and dark alley was filled with incessant curses and the sound of panicked footsteps.
In front of him, a little boy about eight years old was running barefoot, completely ignoring the gravel on the ground and the pain from his tender and black feet that had long been worn out and were slowly bleeding.
Hearing the curses coming closer and closer behind him, the little boy's heart could not help but tremble. Then, he used all his strength and ran even more desperately. At the same time, the little boy hugged the thing in his arms tightly, as if he would never be able to get it back once he let go.
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At this time, because of the fast running, the little boy's tender face had already turned purple from the cold wind, and he was panting heavily.
Suddenly, the little boy who was running was caught off guard by a large rock that protruded from the ground. His body fell forward uncontrollably.
The little boy tried to prop himself up with his hands, trying to get up and escape again. However, after two consecutive failures, he knew that he could not stand up for the time being. As a result, his lively eyes that were hidden behind his dirty black hair had become dim at this time. His eyes were also dyed with sadness and pain, losing the liveliness and vitality of the past.
The little boy turned his head with difficulty and looked at the burly man who was running over with a wooden stick in his hand. There was not even a trace of fear in his cold eyes. He was as calm as a frozen lake. His gaze was cold and piercing.
Ignoring the approaching footsteps and curses, the little boy lowered his head to look at the treasure in his arms. A faint smile appeared on his cold face. Then, the little boy bent his body slightly and hugged the treasure tightly in his arms. He used his entire body to withstand the beating of the burly man.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! The burly man's footsteps were getting closer and closer. The sound of each step made the little boy feel great pressure.
"Hehe…Why don't you run? Aren't you good at running? Why aren't you running anymore?" The burly man came to the side of the little boy and said to the little boy with a mocking expression.
"" The little boy didn't say anything. He just tightened his grip on the treasure in his arms.
Thump! The burly man used the wooden stick in his hand to smash the little boy's back. The burly man's curses were also heard." You're finally caught by me! I'll break your legs today!!!”Immediately after, the sound of a stick hitting flesh could be heard.
Thump! Thump! Thump...
Actually, there were still people living in this alley…
Then everyone should be asking, if a little boy was beaten up like this and no one cared, where did those people go?
In fact, in this dark and deserted alley, the sound of the beating was particularly eye-catching.
The residents in the alleyway were all standing by the windows of Yi's house as if they were watching a show. They watched this scene coldly, and some of them even clapped their hands and cheered. Reality was cruel. The weak would always be oppressed by the strong…
The little boy silently endured the heart-wrenching pain on his back. He did not make a sound until now.
but... The burly man did not seem to think that he had beaten enough and was about to stop. Instead, he continued to fight…
For the little boy who was currently passing seconds like years, after an unknown period of time, the burly man finally stopped.
Was it over? The little boy thought to himself.
"Phew... Phew..." The burly man panted twice, as if he had not had enough.
During this period, the little boy did not move at all. His back was already lacerated and bloody. The biting cold wind blowing from all directions made the little boy's injuries even worse.
At this moment, the burly man was about to turn around and leave, but he seemed to feel that something was wrong. He turned around again and squatted down slightly. He snatched the item from the little boy's small but powerful hands and threw it on the ground. He stretched out his right foot, raised it high, and stepped on it fiercely.
"No! Bread, bread! This is the food I gave to Grandma, who has been hungry for two days and one night!!!”When the little boy saw that the " treasure " he had worked so hard to preserve, the bread, had been trampled to pieces by the big man. The little boy was in extreme pain.
Finally, the little boy fainted from the grief and indignation and the exhaustion caused by the massive bleeding of his body…
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