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The sharp pain in the knee made his face turn pale, and the little boy looked at the dark night sky, and only felt that there was no hope for life.
But thinking of his mother's exhortation before his death, he still gritted his teeth and crawled back to his residence with difficulty.
The little boy had no money for medical treatment, so he crawled on his hands to a nearby trash can to find some leftovers and barely survived.
To make matters worse, the wound festered and the temperature cooled in autumn, and he had a fever.
Once again, no food was found, and the little boy was so hungry that he was dizzy, and it was raining heavily.
The wound was soaked in sewage, and there were bursts of pain. The little boy fell to the ground with exhaustion. Hot tears fell from his eyes and mixed with the rain.
I'm sorry mom, I really can't take it anymore...
He was giving up on himself when suddenly he heard footsteps.
The little boy thought he was passing by, so he didn't care too much. After all, he looked so embarrassed now that no one would think it was profitable.
Who would have thought, that man actually stopped in front of him.
Looking at the pair of exquisite black short boots in front of him, the little boy groaned in his heart, and subconsciously took out a "weapon" made of a small wooden stick from his arms.
He raised his head vigilantly, but met a pair of eyes that did not carry any malice but were simply curious.
The other party was a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy, wearing a delicate double-breasted black trench coat and black harem pants, giving a sense of evil and danger.
If it wasn't for the umbrella in his hand instead of the scythe, the little boy would have thought that the other was the death god who reaped life, or the devil who took people to hell.
The little boy frowned and didn't say a word, just stared at the boy like that.
He thought that the boy would leave if he saw enough, but the other party suddenly squatted down and asked with a smile, "Hey, child, do you want to mess with me?"
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The little boy was stunned, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.
"I'm short of a subordinate. Seeing that your qualifications are good, I'll give you a chance to recognize me as the boss." The young man continued to lobby, "As long as you are obedient, I promise to make you delicious and spicy, how about it?"
The little boy was not moved by his words, but more vigilant.
The children of the poor are at the head of the family early, and the living environment in the slums is even worse. Therefore, although the little boy is young, he also understands that he must pay before he wants to get something.
He didn't think he had anything special to make Yu Fang so condescending.
There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.
"Tsk, are you a little dumb?" The boy frowned, "Well, just nod your head if you want?"
The little boy pursed his lips and asked calmly, "Why?"
"Aren't you dumb?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Why me?" the little boy repeated the question.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." After saying this, the young man laughed himself, "Okay, if I have a lot of kids in the slum, if I have any bad thoughts, I should find those who are easy to deceive. ?"
The little boy pursed his lips, "If I go with you, what do I need to do?"
"I haven't figured it out yet. Let's talk about it later." The boy shrugged, "In your current situation, if you don't come with me, you probably won't survive, right?"
"I don't do bad things." The little boy took a deep breath, his eyes were very firm.
"Okay." The corner of the boy's mouth was slightly raised, and he extended his fist towards him.
The little boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and subconsciously hugged his head and curled up into a ball, protecting his soft abdomen.
He waited for a few seconds, but he didn't wait for the beating, and even got a jab in the cheek.
"Why are you so timid?" The boy wasn't annoyed, he grabbed his hand and squeezed into a fist, then gently bumped against him with his own fist, "Then we've made an agreement now that you will mess with me, I cover you."
The little boy stared at the boy for a few seconds, making sure he wasn't joking, and then gave a soft "um".
"Okay, let's go." The boy said with a smile.
The little boy took a deep breath, ready to crawl to keep up.
He is tired and hungry now, the wound is still very painful, and his body has reached its limit.
But because of the hope of survival, the little boy secretly gritted his teeth and swore that he would not lose it no matter what.
As a result, just as he moved his hand forward a little, his waist tightened and his body suddenly hung in the air.
The little boy exclaimed, and when he came to his senses, he was already held in his arms by the boy.
He looked at Yu Fang's elegant and expensive clothes stained with the sewage on his body, his face instantly turned pale, and his black and white eyes were full of fear.
"Don't move, be careful to fall." The young man adjusted his posture, then put the umbrella into his hand, and instructed, "Grab it."
The little boy was still very cramped, and whispered, "I can go by myself."
"Both of your legs are broken, how do you go?" The boy laughed angrily at him, and complained, "Could it be that he was crawling behind me? Those who didn't know thought I was a pervert!"
little boy:"……"
He thought about the picture for a moment, and it was indeed a bit.
The little boy was silent for a moment, watching the wet marks on the boy's body gradually spread, he finally couldn't hold back, "But the clothes—"
"What, do you want to help me wash?" The corner of the boy's mouth curled up, "It's very good, so I'm starting to rush to work?"
Before waiting for the little boy to answer, he added, "It's not impossible if you want to wash. The premise is that you have to take good care of your body. I'm not so crazy and let the sick person work."
When he spoke, he spread his legs and walked a long way in three or two steps.
The teenager didn't seem to like being quiet very much, and after a while, he took the initiative to talk to the little boy, "Ok, my name is Zhao Jinghong. My dream is to be the most powerful star thief in the universe. What's your name?"