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Just as the dagger in the boorish man's hand was about to pierce into his chest, Zhang Song's hands moved quickly and fiercely grabbed onto the boorish man's arm. No matter how hard the boorish man tried, he was unable to move a single inch forward. Holding the rough guy's arm, Zhang Song smiled lightly at the rough guy, and then, under the rough guy's shocked eyes, he dodged the dagger in his hand like lightning, the dagger in Zhang Song's hand swept past the rough guy's body like a meteor, and the rough man stared at Zhang Song with wide eyes, a thin line of blood appeared on the rough guy's neck in a few seconds, and fresh blood flowed out slowly, the rough guy's throat released a choked sound, as though he wanted to speak, but was unable to say anything, his life was quickly flowing out. When the other crude man reacted, he could not hold on any longer, and with his head lowered, the Both Arms fell down powerlessly.

Seeing the evil-looking young man who had killed his brother in the blink of an eye, the boorish man roared. He held the dagger tightly in his hand and jumped up, shooting towards Zhang Song.

Zhang Song looked at the crazy and boorish man, he gently swung the dagger in his hand towards the boorish man, who was still in the air. The boorish man had nowhere to borrow strength from the air, and the dagger that was flying towards him slowly grew bigger in his eyes. In a situation where he had nowhere to dodge, the boorish man could only watch as the dagger smashed into his chest.

"Ah!" Pain, indescribable pain, heart-wrenching pain. The dagger accurately stabbed into the chest of this boorish man, and he stared at the dagger stuck in his chest in disbelief. After the boorish man let out a cautious scream, his soul returned to hell, following in his brother's footsteps.

How could these two uncles be a match for Zhang Song who was dressed in martial arts? Facing these two ungrateful traffickers, Zhang Song did not hold a shred of pity. He only wanted to kill them, how could they escape the shackles of death?

Without even looking at the two rough men who had stopped breathing, Zhang Song walked straight to the two little boys.

He walked over and picked up the smaller boy, ignoring the faint sour smell coming from his body.

"Bastard, let go of my sister. Let go of her. If you don't let go of her now, I'll fight you to the death." The older boy couldn't care so much this time, seeing that the Demon Killer had easily killed the two boorish men and picked up his younger brother, the young boy thought that Zhang Song was a bad guy too, hence he kicked his legs around randomly and cursed at Zhang Song.

Zhang Song did not care about the little boy's shout, and walked to the side of the rough man who was already dead, and picked up a packet of biscuits that still had not been opened, and placed it in front of the crying little boy: "Come, little brother, stop crying, if you keep on crying, it won't be good anymore."

The little boy sobbed as he put down his dirty little hands. He looked at Zhang Song with his red and swollen eyes, then looked at the thing in Zhang Song's hand that he had only seen in the shop's window, and gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

Looking at the little girl who was staring at the cookie in a daze, Zhang Song smiled as he placed it next to the little boy. "Take it."

The little boy looked at the biscuit in Zhang Song's hand, but turned to look at his brother, who had already calmed down and was staring at the biscuit in Zhang Song's hand with wide eyes.

Zhang Song shook his head and smiled. He pushed the biscuit into the boy's arms, then reached out and held the older boy in his arms. The boy strangely did not struggle at all, allowing Zhang Song to hold him in his arms.

Zhang Song slowly opened his mouth and said, "It looks like you guys are really hungry."

Gulp …

The older boy also didn't have his stubbornness from before. He looked at Zhang Song timidly, and asked uncertainly: "I-we can eat?"

Zhang Song smiled and nodded.

The little boy's eyes lit up as he grabbed a bag of biscuits and stuffed it into his brother's arms. He said anxiously, "Cousin, hurry, hurry! You haven't eaten for more than a day. You must be hungry!"

The little boy forcefully nodded his head, revealing an irrepressible excitement on his dirty face. "Brother, you eat too, it smells good."

The little boy also nodded with all his might. His little hands trembled as he tore a bag of biscuits and stuffed it into his brother's mouth.

Looking at the two kids who were trying to give in to each other, with eyes full of excited children, Zhang Song became silent.

For their mutual modesty and laughter, for their mutual love and affection, for them... Poor life.

What was dependent on each other for life, and what was deep brotherly love.

It was best explained by the young brother's cheerful smile.

Orphans, beggars, lowly beings in the eyes of others. Although he was a little luckier than them, at least he still had his mother and sister … However, he did not have the love of his father. At this moment, he seemed to be able to see his own reflection in these two little brothers.

Looking at the boy's innocent smile as he looked up at him, Zhang Song smiled as well.

After all, they were only two children. As orphans, they felt the warmth and smiles of others. As beggars, it was the first time in their lives that they accepted delicious food from others. As they ate, the two children actually hugged the biscuits in their arms and sobbed softly. Zhang Song sighed in his heart and rubbed their little heads.

Some things he could not do, some things he could not do. Perhaps, this was fate. God had given everyone a different life. He could not change it, nor could he change it. Thus, other than sighing, what else could Zhang Song do.

Since this place was a remote alleyway, there was no one here, let alone a hotel. Although it was still late autumn, the weather was still hot. It was unknown how long it took for them to either not take a bath or the two little boys who had been thrown into the stinky ditch by the traffickers to exude a pungent sour smell.

Under the surprised, suspicious and disgusted gazes of the passersby, Zhang Song led the two little boys to open a hotel. After the registration was complete, Zhang Song led them to the room.

Zhang Song quickly found the shampoo, shower gel and bath towel in the bathroom. When Zhang Song took off the two people's clothes that he had found somewhere, Zhang Song laughed bitterly. Not only were the two little boys' faces covered with filth, their bodies were also not clean in the slightest.

Perhaps it had been a long time since these two little boys had a bath, so when they heard that they were going to take a bath, the two little boys became excited. Zhang Song carried them into the bathroom, and after coming out, he casually closed the bathroom door. The two little boys started to clean up carefully.

It took more than an hour for the two of them to truly wash up.

It was not easy to come out after the two little fellows had finished showering and were staring at the two pink little boys that had been rubbed, even Zhang Song was stunned.

Originally, the two beggars reeked of dirt and acid. However, after cleaning up, they were still as clean as before. If it weren't for the fact that they were thin and weak with slightly dim skin, others would have thought that they were the young masters of some large clan.

At this time, Zhang Song took out the clothes he had just bought and put them on.

That feeling of relaxation after taking a bath and the fragrance of the shower gel made them extremely excited. The two young boys flapped their wings wildly in Zhang Song's embrace, and the younger boy hugged Zhang Song's neck tightly and laughed.

Zhang Song casually took out two bags of duck leg meat and handed it over to the two little boys.

The two bags of meat emitted an attractive fragrance, causing the two little fellows' eyes to light up. Today was a day full of joy and happiness for them, and for the first time, they believed that the heavens were not bad for them.

Looking at the two little boys who were munching on each other's legs, Zhang Song felt a sense of warmth from their smile. It was a warmth that he hadn't felt in a long time.

When it was lunch time, Zhang Song led the two cute little boys to the restaurant to give them a good dinner. Finally, the two little boys followed Zhang Song back to the hotel with their round and messy stomachs.

At night, after a day of excitement, the two little boys played with Zhang Song for a while before falling into a deep sleep.

Seeing the two cute little boys that he had impulsively saved, a very practical question appeared, causing Zhang Song to feel a headache. Zhang Song was still studying in school, and he couldn't bring these two little guys along with him at any time, but he didn't have the heart to let these two cute guys wander around. For a moment, he was in a difficult position. "It would be great if I could find Master." Zhang Song muttered to himself. Suddenly, in that moment, Zhang Song's mind became clear, he thought of a person, a mysterious person whom he had only met once. Since he couldn't find his master, why not give these two brats to him? Zhang Song believed that as long as that person was willing to accept these two cute and shrewd little fellows, their future would be limitless.

Early morning of the second day, Zhang Song called Zhang Jun and had him request for a day's leave. Finally, when the two little fellows woke up, Zhang Song led the two brothers to a random restaurant to eat breakfast. Then, he brought the two little fellows to a remote valley.

That's right, Zhang Song came here to find Dugu Xiaobai and ask him to take these two little demon heads in. Zhang Song followed the route that Dugu Xiaobai gave him last time and entered the valley. The two little fellows quietly and obediently followed behind Zhang Song. After a long while, he finally arrived at the location where he had sparred with Dugu Xiaobai not long ago. Zhang Song looked at the valley that had not changed at all, and said indifferently: "Junior Zhang Song is here to pay a visit, and would like to meet Senior Dugu." His voice echoed in the valley for a long time.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a few days. Could it be that you miss me?" His voice came from afar, and as soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Xiaobai instantly appeared in front of Zhang Song like a ghost. Zhang Song had an indifferent expression, but the two little fellows beside him had looks of shock and terror on their faces. They had not clearly seen when the old man in front of them came, but he was actually standing in front of them right now.