Chapter 4289

At the beginning of summer, I thought it might be just a general bustle. People who came here in the past few days found that Dama mountain is really extraordinary.

Today alone.

How many masters met him?

And I'm afraid there will be more masters around here.

"Although things in Dama mountain are very hidden now, some people are selling them at high prices, so many people with poor strength don't know the situation here. Only those with power and power or strong strength know that there will be giant treasures in Dama mountain, and some people say that the giant treasures here are related to the growth of niggers. In the past, niggers grew up on this giant treasure The nigger may have planned to take possession of it, but in the end, the force was too large for him to hide. That's why it happened here Just as Tai explained.

"Oh Summer nodded slightly.

"Boss, it seems that we are going to get something this time." Fang Cun was also excited.

"There will be no less trouble. Solve the trouble first." Summer said.

"OK, boss!" Fang Cun said.

"I'll go out for a walk. You two can exchange views freely. My brothers, play slowly!" Summer finished with the wine pot in hand and went out directly.

He also gave Fangcun and Zhengtai some space.

Both of them are good at using swords. Now they are familiar with each other. Naturally, they have to have a duel.

In summer, I want to go out to steal gas and inquire for information.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an alley, three or four adults punched and kicked a seven or eight year old child.

"Well, if you can't pay tomorrow, we'll kill you." The men spat on the child.

That child is dirty.

There's not a whole dress.

The pants are also open.

There are no dry tears in the corner of my eyes.

His body is bruised, from his overall state, we can see that he must have suffered a lot.

Although there is no snow country cold here, the weather is not very good here. It can be seen in summer that this child has no foundation for cultivation. In other words, a normal child of seven or eight years old will be beaten if he is dressed in this way at about 40 degrees below zero.

Looking at the children's appearance, summer seems to think of their own before.

The child stood up and patted himself in the dust, then ran to the corner, where he took out a quarter of the roast chicken.

In summer, we can see that the boy was very hungry. He wanted to have a bite, but he only licked his fingers, then took a mouthful of saliva, took the roast chicken in his arms, and limped away.

The child went all the way to a small village outside the city. The house in the village was not very good.

The child entered a room.

In summer, although this room is not very big, it can not be said that it is too poor to let their children dress like this on such a cold day.

The perspective eye looks into the room.

At this time, there are two adults in the room, one male and one female.

There were four children, three boys and one girl. In addition to that child, although the other children were not well dressed, at least their clothes were not so shabby.

After the child came into the house, his roast chicken was handed over to his father.

"Waste, you're just a waste. You can't do anything. There are so many big people in the city recently. You want me to come back with something like this. What's the use of me to raise you?" The adult man then grabbed a wicker next to him, apparently already ready.

When he saw this place, he frowned in summer. He just saw that there was no good place on the child's body. In some places, you can clearly see blood drenches, and some places have been scarred.

It was late at night.

It's very cold at night.

It's almost 50 degrees below zero.

The child may have been out of alert, saw the wicker, straight limped out.

The adult man then picked up a stone at his hand and smashed it at the child.

The child's body fell to the ground. A large stone was enough to kill a child. But the father didn't show mercy at all. Maybe it was the child's unwillingness. He stood up and continued to run outside without even looking back.

"If you have the ability, don't come back. I'll kill you when you come back." My father cried out.

The child ran out.

The adult man picked up the roast chicken and ate it. His wife shared a small part of it. His other three children also shared a little bit. He ate all the rest.

Tiger poison does not eat son!!

In summer, my eyes were cold at the family.

"It seems to be getting cold." The adult man shivered, then put his coat on his body.He is an adult who is afraid of the cold.

But I didn't care about the kid who ran away.

I don't care about the child.

The child has been running, even the head did not dare to return, so all the way to the broken temple.

Blood was dripping from the back of his head.

Tears flow from the corner of the eye.

Cry, the child sat there crying!!

Cold night.

A child of seven or eight years old sat in this ruined temple and wept.

He has no hope.

He had only his parents, but his father didn't care about his life and death, and his mother didn't even look at him.

This is his life.

No one can say about his sufferings.

His tiredness can only be borne by himself.

The seven or eight year old children in other families are playing happily, but he has to be forced to beg every day.

There's less to come back, and to be beaten.

And think about being robbed every day.

The child looked into the sky.

There were tears in his eyes. His body was very cold, his hands and feet had been frozen into purple, but his heart was the coldest.

Summer thought of his childhood, and looked at the child, although he was often bullied, but compared with this child, he is still happy.

Now he thought of the little match girl.

They have different dreams from normal children.

Their lives are different, too.

Summer gently walked to the child's side, took out the snow country's that robe to the child to put on: "what are you looking at?"

The child was startled.

His conditioned reflex was very strong, and he was about to run out. But in the summer, he wrapped him in the ferret and held him in his arms: "I'm not a bad man. Can you tell me what you were looking at?"

WOW!!

Aggrieved!!

Boundless grievances in this one all collapsed.

He didn't dare to cry because his heart was cold.

But now, at this moment, he cried.

"Mom, I'm looking at my mom. The brightest star in the sky is my mom!"

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