The little girl was scolded by the man.
Her small body trembled as she curled up in a corner. Her cries became louder and louder.
"I told you to stop crying!"
"You bastard who brought me bad luck!”
"I'll make you cry, I'll make you cry again…"
The man's face was filled with madness as he kept stepping on the little girl's small body.
The man's ferocious scolding and the little girl's crying echoed in the room for a long time.
After stepping on it dozens of times.
Only then did the man stop.
The little girl at his feet was covered in blood and curled up in a corner.
They let out low cries.
In the next scene.
Time passed day by day.
In these few days.
The man was still drunk every day.
He was still beating up his relatives to vent his anger over losing money outside.
However…
Now, the person he beat up.
She had changed from a woman to a little girl.
In the end, he became even crazier.
It had even reached the point where it had no humanity.
He actually locked the little girl in her room every day.
He didn't even give the little girl anything to eat.
He would only open the little girl's door every one or two days.
After beating up the little girl to vent his anger, he threw some leftovers on the ground.
He let the little girl eat the leftovers that were thrown on the ground.
Moreover, every time he saw the little girl grab the dusty food on the ground and eat it, he would feel a little uncomfortable.
There would always be a crazed smile in his eyes.
It seemed.
He really treated the little girl as the disaster that caused him to lose money.
Therefore, he beat and starved the little girl even more.
He even let the little girl eat the food he fished out of the trash can overnight like a dog.
The little girl was beaten and starved again and again.
His body became smaller and smaller, and his face became pale and colorless. One could even see his protruding bones.
The light in the little girl's eyes dimmed.
In the end, the light in the little girl's eyes completely dissipated.
The scene changed again.
On this day.
The man went home again.
His expression was more ferocious than any other day, to the point of being twisted.
"Dammit…"
"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, I won!”
"Right, it's her. It must be because of her that my luck is so bad!”
The man opened the door to the little girl's room.
He grabbed the little girl's hair and dragged her out of the room.
"Sob, sob, it hurts…"
"It hurts…"
The little girl kept struggling, trying to break free.
But it was useless.
The man dragged the little girl out and threw her on the ground.
His eyes were filled with hatred.
"It's all because of you. You caused me to lose so many times.”
"Today was supposed to be the day for me to turn the tables. As long as I win this time, all the losses from before will be nothing.”
"But why is it just a little bit worse? You've brought me bad luck. I'll teach you a lesson today!”
The man cursed and walked to the table beside him, holding the iron pliers in his hand.
He squatted in front of the little girl.
The man was like a demon.
He grabbed the little girl's hand.
Without any explanation, he pulled out one of the little girl's nails with a pair of metal pliers.
Fresh blood dyed the little girl's palm red.
"It hurts…"
The little girl cried out in pain!
This cry…
The expression on the man's face became even more ferocious."Cry, I'll make you cry again…"
"Other than crying, what else do you know?”
"My good luck has been ruined by your crying!”
The man did not care about the pleading and screams in the little girl's eyes. His hands did not stop moving at all.
He pulled out all of the little girl's fingernails.
Then, the man looked at the little girl with some disgust and threw the little girl into the room again.
He then locked the door!
The little girl was locked in the room.
That man had vented all his hatred and dissatisfaction towards this world on the little girl.
He wanted to see the little girl's pain, fear, and despair.
The lights in the little girl's room were even broken by him.
The chandelier in the room swayed and flickered.
In the darkness.
The little girl was curled up in the closet, holding an equally dirty teddy bear.
"Little Bear, Little Yinyin is in so much pain. Her head hurts, her hands hurt, and her feet hurt!”
"Little bear, those dishes are so disgusting and smelly. Every time Little Yinyin smells them, she wants to vomit.”
"But Little Yinyin is so hungry, so hungry…"
"Good, good that you're still by my side.”
"Little bear, you won't leave me, right?”
"You'll never leave me, right?”
The little girl kept talking to the bag bear.
Ever since she was beaten up by a man, locked in a room, and not allowed to eat normal food.
The little girl would rely on talking to the bag bear every time to relieve the pain and hunger in her body.
It was also because of this knapsack bear that the little girl was able to survive in this inhuman environment!
However…
This time.
The little girl closed her eyes.
He could no longer open his eyes.
Because of the wound on her hand, the man did not do any bleeding control.
After a night of bleeding, the little girl left!
"Hmph, how unlucky!"
The next day.
The man opened the door to the little girl's room.
When he realized that the little girl was no longer breathing.
Not only did this man not feel any guilt or regret, but he also felt a little guilty.
Instead, his eyes revealed a look of disgust.
Moreover…
After thinking about it, the man quickly went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.
Very quickly.
The sound of something being cut came from the room.
An hour later.
The door opened again.
The man walked out of the room.
He held a bloody kitchen knife in his left hand.
In his right hand was the little girl's favorite teddy bear.
The bag bear was about 1.5 meters tall.
However, there was a line on the pouch bear's stomach.
It was as if someone had torn it open and then sewn it back up with a needle and thread.
The bag bear's belly was bulging, which was very abnormal.
After the man put down the kitchen knife, he grabbed the teddy bear and walked out of the room.
He scanned the surroundings and found that there were no trash cans.
The man spat and walked to the second floor.
He threw the teddy bear into a trash can on the second floor.
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