Chapter 1169-The Abducted Child
t even if he knew, there was nothing he could do. There was indeed a lot of ruins on him.[worldly realm], [Starry Night Dancer], [to Dark God ruins], [summoning Magic], [Transfiguration Magic], [Poets...the roar of Wuquan mixed with thunder outside the window, which startled the old man Liu!
he hurriedly reached out his hand and stroked Wuquan's back and softly relieved: "you child, why do you react so badly at the mention of Shen Xiao" Don't think about it. That kid's life is as hard as his bones, and it's not so accident-prone. "
Wu Quan clenched his teeth, broke free from the old man Liu's palm, turned and ran into the rain.
"Koizumi!"
Old man Liu shouted, reaching out to grab his arm, but Wuquan was so fast that he pushed open the iron door in the blink of an eye and ran towards the end of the roadway.
". This kid. " Old man Liu stood under the eaves and heaved a long sigh.
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in the roadway.
torrential rain poured down from the dark clouds, and the black spring ran along the narrow roadway over the puddles.
he frowned, his eyes were full of struggle and madness, and in a trance, Shen Qingzhu's voice appeared again in his ears:
"is your name Wuquan" Don't be afraid, I killed all those animals. "
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"my name is Shen Qingzhu. From now on, I will be your brother."
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"those people just look fierce and work harder. There's nothing to be afraid of." As long as we are harder and less deadly than them, they will be afraid of us. "
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"my dream is to be my umbrella You're too weak. If you grow up well, you will have a chance later. "
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"Koizumi, I'm going to join the army. From now on, you have to keep an eye on old man Liu and his brothers and sisters for me. Don't let them be bullied. Do you understand"
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Wuquan running in the rain, his eyes gradually blurred and muttered to himself, "No." Brother Qingzhu, you won't die. We agreed to let me be your umbrella in the future. If you die... What shall I do "
just then, a figure came head-on from the other side of the alley.
Dada--!
the figure of Wuquan skimmed over the figure, stunned slightly, stood still, and looked back.
Lin Qi, holding a black umbrella, also turned to look at Wuquan.
in the rainy roadway, the two people looked at each other through the mist.
"your name is. Wuquan " Lin Qinight looked at the drenched teenager and said, "what's the matter"
Wuquan stared at Lin Qi Night and opened his mouth subconsciously to ask what he wanted to ask.
after a moment, he still closed his mouth, silently turned his head and walked into the rain, and his dark eyes with undulating emotions gradually returned to calm.
see Wuquan ignore himself. Although Lin Qiyi is confused, he doesn't think much about it. He just continues to walk towards the gate of the orphanage.
it was not until his figure completely disappeared into the roadway and came to the Wuquan at the entrance of the uninhabited street that he slowly stopped.
he turned his head and glanced at the misty lane.
"he should know about Brother Qingzhu."
"but if something really happens to Brother Qingzhu... Even if he asks, he certainly won't say anything. "
Wuquan muttered to himself, and after a moment, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.
he lifted his palm gently, and a drop of Rain Water flowed down his palm to his fingertips and then fell into the puddle under his feet.
A ripple swings on the surface of the water, in the blurry reflection, behind Wuquan, one black chair after another sketches out.
these black chairs are like band seats in the middle of the ancient music hall, carved with dark and mysterious patterns, and on top of more than 20 chairs sit ferocious monsters of different sizes and shapes.
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has a black meat mountain tens of meters high, a big man with a knife on his back and wings, three soles of his feet, and gray plastic bags shaped like clouds.
they sit quietly in the shadows, their heads bowed, like works of art sealed in a collection, or like dark orchestras surrounded by black springs, ready to play.
in the rain, Wuquan slowly raised his hands and waved a mysterious track in the air.
that gray plastic bag, expanding rapidly, surrounds Wuquan, keeping its shape with breath and isolating it together.
the rest of the monsters on the black chairs, like manipulated puppets, stood stiffly from their seats, staring straight at the end of the alley, their bodies crashing through the rain curtain one after another and disappearing without a trace.
"he is a comrade-in-arms of brother Qingzhu, and he must also have some powerful ability, so he can't let his guard down."
"besides, don't hurt him, just read the memory."
the voice of Wuquan was drowned in the roar of Rain Water.
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Hanshan Orphanage.
when Lin pushed open the iron door, he saw old man Liu standing under the eaves, sighing.
"Huh Is it you " When old man Liu saw Lin come in for seven nights, he was suddenly stupefied, "you …" Aren't you gone "
"Oh, I remembered I didn't take something, so I came back specially." Lin Qinight smiled apologetically. He looked out of his eyes and asked, "by the way, Wuquan just ran out …"... What happened "
Old man Liu changed, shook his head and sighed with a long sigh: "nothing, the kid just got a little stimulation." His childhood experience is somewhat special, so his character is quite extreme, and he is easy to get excited when he encounters things, especially those related to Shen Xiao. "
"extreme personality"
"mm-hmm." Old man Liu nodded slightly, the color of recollection appeared in his eyes.
"that child was not sent to foster care, nor was he abandoned. He was abducted by human traffickers and then rescued. "
"abducted children" Lin Qinight's brow frowned slightly. "is there such a thing in this era"
"A lot." Old man Liu sighed. "when the child was four or five years old, he was abducted with drugs and later sold to a begging gang."
those people broke his hand and starved him for a few days. When he was skinny, a crippled old man pushed him to the street to beg. All the money he got was divided by the gang. Every day the meal was just a few pieces of stale steamed bread. If one day there was less money, he would be beaten badly when he went back.
almost every two or three months, the gang changes cities to avoid being caught by the police. He has been tortured for almost four years, and the kid has experienced almost all the dirty tricks you can imagine.
if they hadn't happened to be in Linjiang, if they hadn't happened to be hit by Shen, the boy would never have grown up one day. Even if he grew up, under the infection of that kind of environment, he would sooner or later change from a victim to an abuser. "
"did Shen Qingzhu save him"
"well, Shen was only a teenager at that time, and he was not afraid of heaven and earth.
the day he saw Koizumi begging in the street, he was careful and secretly followed them back to a shack on the mountain. After discovering the truth, he took advantage of the night to release all the enslaved children.
later, when he was found on the way, he took a blunt knife and fought desperately with the outlaws, stabbing four or five of them to death, and almost killed himself.
that day he was covered in blood. When he came down from the mountain with Koizumi in a coma, my old bones were frightened. "it up slightly. "are you the soul of the pupil"the white and yellow broken flower bathrobe shook gently in the dusty wind. Xiao Jin looked at him quietly and said nothing. He just raised his hand and...