C171 Disclosure at Midnight in

The leader of the hooligans looked at the pale-faced youth.

"Hey, kid, your brother is dying." Offenses against me are far from enough from his head! Now it's your turn. "You don't know how to talk, do you?" Let's see what we're going to do to you before you scream. Let uncle have some fun! "

The hooligans began to surround the pale-faced teenager, preparing to hit him.

Different from the Red Haired Boy, who had a strong physique, this weak youth could not afford to fight. The thin arm could be broken by a simple tug, and the legs that were like sticks could be badly mangled by a simple tug.

No. If this continued …

"Sob, sob, sob …" Red Haired Boy moved his broken body and crawled over to grab the hooligan's foot.

"Stop, stop!" "Don't hurt Arthur," the frail Red Haired Boy warned in a low voice. You, if you want to fight, just hit me. Until you're exhausted, I will take all of your attacks … Can I? "

"Oh, boy, you're pretty tough, aren't you?" Even before he could finish, the leader had already sent Red Haired Boy flying with a kick.

What was there to fly away with the blood? When Red Haired Boy landed, he realized that it was one of his front teeth.

"Wu … Wu … Wu …" Not yet! Red Haired Boy slowly got up.

"Kid …" Don't blame me if I die! The hooligans surged forward and began to punch and kick Red Haired Boy. This time, they were more serious as their fists mercilessly smashed onto Red Haired Boy's body.

They would die. He really would die.

The bones would shatter, the internal organs would burst, and in the end, they would be like broken pieces that would lose their vitality and stop moving.

This was not a beating, but a massacre of a weak, defenseless youngster by a bunch of scum.

Looking at the cruel scene of blood splattering everywhere, the pale faced youth felt a change in his heart.

(Everyone who cared about me left.)

(Not yet.)

(Nothing can be done, nothing can be left, nothing can be changed.)

(Why was I born in this world?) Not needed by anyone, just lonely... alive.)

(Why look at me like that?) Why do you hate me? Is it because I'm a monster?)

(I didn't want to be a monster.) I didn't want to be born into this world. If only this had never happened.)

Just as tens of thousands of thoughts lingered in the pale youth's mind, Red Haired Boy, who was kicked into the air, met his little brother's gaze the moment he landed.

There was something else in those wine-red eyes.

The pale-faced youth, a scenery he had never seen before.

It was definitely not fear, either contempt, or alienation, or indifference. In the eyes of the Red Haired Boy … There was only one feeling.

Mercy.

(No. Don't do that.)

(Please, don't pity me.) Don't be so concerned about me.)

I am not worthy of your care.

(I'm just a monster.)

"It's over!" The leader raised his arm, aimed at Red Haired Boy's head, and smashed his fist down.

Following the sound of the skull breaking, the Red Haired Boy twitched for a bit and didn't move again.

(No!...)

(…) Was it like this again? Are you going to take everything away from me again?)

(Don't even have the right to have family and friends. Take them away from me again and again?)

..." Enough!)

(Don't...) You've gone too far!)

Something exploded within the pale-faced youth's body.

No, he was no longer a pale youth.

At this moment, his body was extremely hot! His entire body was like boiling water, emitting white smoke, and his skin was completely red!

The youth who no longer cared about anything was now filled with a thought:

— — Don't go too far!

— — It was because he was bullied because he was weak that he could become stronger!

— — No matter what price he had to pay!

"Wow, kid, what's going on?" The chief gangster looked at the boy in surprise. You want a fight too, don't you? "

— — Crack.

Without saying anything further, the youth punched the Brawler's abdomen.

What's this?" A child playing house? You think you can injure me with such a punch? Hahaha … Uh, uh?!

Before the Brawler had even finished feeling proud, the plate armor on his abdomen began to cave in. The armor made of steel was three inches thick, but it was caved in by this child's seemingly weak punch.

It's not over yet. While the Brawler was still in shock, he was sent flying by the strong impact force. He flew for dozens of meters through the rotten bricks and rotten tiles of the slums.

"Boss!?" The rest of the hooligans were startled at first, but then furious. They didn't understand what had happened, and rushed over as if they were looking for death.

"You dare to injure our boss?" Brat, do you want to die?! "

Pah pah pah pah pah.

After a few muffled sounds, the thugs couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Then they, the broken arms, the broken legs, the whole arm torn apart and mangled, and some of them knocked out on the building with a punch. Those who fainted immediately quietened down, leaving those who weren't dead yet screaming in a pool of blood.

"Help!" Monster! — Monster! "

Red Haired Boy's skull had indeed fractured, but his strong life force allowed him to survive. He couldn't move, couldn't get up, but he reluctantly opened his bloody eyes and looked around in fear, looking for his brother.

A pale youth quietly squatted in front of Red Haired Boy. Both of his hands were crippled from overexertion, his shattered bones and torn muscles barely able to connect to Red Haired Boy's arms.

"Arthur … "

"Sorry, and..." "Thank you," the pale boy said to his brother for the first time since they had met. "

Toville tugged on Arthur's sleeves. Only now did Arthur regain his senses. He realised that when he was trying to think back, he had already cut off a small piece of Leopard Boy's finger, and the other party's finger was still bleeding.

"Oh, God!" Arthur replied. Fortunately, it was not deeply cut, so he only needed to bandage it a little later.

"I'm sorry, I thought I was lost in thought." Arthur apologized, "But you can't do that either. Just say it, okay? "

Toville looked at Arthur for a long time before his tears finally broke out.

Waahh!

"It hurts …." It hurt so much! he cried. "In my heart..." So painful … There was no way to stop meowing! "

"Yes, yes." Arthur comforted the Weeping Leopard Boy and gently patted his back.

"You're not the only monster in the world." "It doesn't matter if you're a monster." "

Furthermore … Even monsters need love.