365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

When Xia Yihan woke up, his eyes were blurred and his vision was unclear. She rubbed her eyes and found herself lying on the ground, but she didn't feel cold, but rather hot.

She sat up and found that she was in a room, the house was not big, but there were 5 people, all of them children, who looked like 10 years old, all a little trembling, some distance apart from each other, watching other people guardedly.

Xia Yihan sat against the wall and found that the windows were closed tightly and the cracks in the windows were full of patina. They had been welded to death and were completely airtight. No wonder the inside of the house was extremely hot and dimly lit.

Xia Yihan touched the back of his head, but it still hurt. But she was conscious and remembered what she had experienced before, where she might be now, and what will happen.

She remembers being knocked out by a man, and that man was probably the watcher next to the beggar boy. Inferring this, she should be in a den of traffickers now.

And the 4 children in front of her, looking at the scared and full of doubts in the little eyes, it is almost the same as her. They may not even know what happened. They want to ask the people around them, but they don’t. Dare to speak out rashly.

Xia Yihan's first reaction was to escape, she couldn't stay here, she couldn't be controlled or manipulated!

With the brain operating at high speed, she silently looked at the room, estimating the possibility of escape.

But not long after, the door opened and a man walked in. He had long hair and was tied behind his ear with a rubber band. He looked a bit artistic, but he was very muscular, with long hands and feet, and he looked like a man. Sanda athletes.

He was holding a bowl in his hand with food, Xia Yihan smelled the scent, and she felt hungry. She didn't know how long she passed out and had not eaten. She was already hungry at the moment.

When the children in the room saw the food, they thought it was a delivery, their fear in their eyes eased a little, and they were attracted by the food.

The pony-tailed man placed the bowl in the center of the room and did not see any child in the room during the whole process. He said in a light-hearted tone: "There is only a bowl of rice, and you can only eat it by yourself. Whoever eats it will survive."

After speaking, he left the room.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird. Five hungry children, without moving or speaking, quietly nestled in five corners, waiting for others to react first.

Xia Yihan paid attention to their eyes. If just now, their eyes were only scared. When they looked at others, they were full of doubts and temptations. At that moment, when they looked at the rice bowl in the middle of the room, the hesitation in their eyes gradually dissipated, and they were determined and hostile. Instead, they are like four young wolves, facing tempting food, ready to fight for grabs.

Xia Yihan’s breathing was heavy. Although her thoughts were very clear, the back of her head was still aching. In front of her, there were four teenagers of the same age and two girls who were already in the developmental stage. Although they were nestled in the corner, they could see When they came out, they were not petite, and the other two boys were younger, but they looked like they were not bullied.

Xia Yihan touched the wrist of her right hand and felt her slender hand bones. Although she can be domineering in school, most of the school are good children who have never seen the world. Now she was facing four hungry wolves with green eyes. She was not sure how much she had chance of winning.

But she was not afraid of the war, she just planned to wait and see the changes.

After a while, someone couldn't hold back.

One of the big-headed boys looked hungry and hungry. His eyes rolled around and swept around the other people, seizing the opportunity, and pounced on his job.

But as soon as he moved, the others started to take action. The long-haired girl next to him had eyesight and quick hands. She grabbed his foot and pulled him back. With this force, the big-headed boy kicked the girl's stomach violently. The girl had pain and had to let go.

At the same time, another chubby boy also stood up, intending to occupy the food. Before the girl beside her could react, she saw that he had jumped over the side of the bowl, grabbed the food, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing that the "death-free gold medal" was not guaranteed, the big-headed boy rushed forward, desperately to win the bowl, and the two got entangled together. The fat boy was holding the rice in his arms, it was not convenient to do it, and he stiffly received a few punches, and at last he arched his body in pain and put the rice in the corner of the wall.

Without any scruples, he straightened up immediately, slammed into the big-headed boy, threw him against the wall, and knocked back all the fists he had just hit.

Seeing the opportunity, the other girl in yellow clothes and the girl with long hair rushed to the bowl of rice. They met on a narrow road and inevitably got into a fight, like two loaches squabbling on the ground.

Xia Yihan had been sitting in the corner, seeing them playing happily, but did not take the opportunity to grab a job, as if he had already known his strength in advance, quit the game wittily, and gave away the chance of survival.

The two teams played for a long time and finally decided the winner.

In the men’s group, the fat boy squeezed the big-headed boy into a flat-headed boy with his fat.

The women’s team was struggling to compete. Both girls were exhausted and collapsed on the ground. They had nosebleeds and their faces were scratched. But in the end, the girl in yellow still struggled to stand up, limping towards the "trophy." ".

The fat boy could not tolerate other people's coveted food, he rushed to the girl, his original chubby face had become fierce and vicious. The yellow girl noticed, knowing she was not an opponent, and quickly motioned to him to stop: "Wait a minute, I won't fight with you. You eat more, I eat less, just a little bit!"

The fat boy was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect someone to bargain with him at this time.

Just as he hesitated, Xia Yihan suddenly stretched out his hand and took the rice bowl next to him into his arms.

When the boy was surprised, he was going to grab it.

Xia Yihan raised his job aloft, stretched out his hand to him, and made a stop gesture.

"You take one step forward and I will drop the bowl immediately."

The boy was inexplicably scared. In his cognition, if the meal fell off, he couldn't eat it. Everyone would starve to death and they would not survive!

Xia Yihan just observed and noticed that he "loves food as much as his life", and also knows that he misunderstood the subtext of the game system-the ponytail man. It is not whoever eats can survive, but only those who survive can eat.

Now she uses this to manipulate the fat boy.

The palms of her hands turned into a finger and pointed to the girl in yellow: "If you put her down, I will give you the food."

The boy yelled at her: "You must want to eat your meal while I hit her!"

Xia Yihan had no expression, her eyelids drooped, and she looked nonchalantly: "I have to finish this bowl of rice for five minutes, and in five minutes, you can't even put it on her?"

Manjing gritted his teeth, turned around and kicked the girl in yellow. The girl couldn't escape, fell a dog to eat shit, and even touched the wall halfway, with a "bang—" and never got up again.

After cleaning up his opponent, the fat boy immediately turned to Xia Yihan, his eyes were already murderous because of hunger and desire for victory.

"P-", there was another sound, the bowl fell severely to the ground, and it fell to pieces immediately.

The boy looked at the trophies that he fought so hard, and it was so broken, he was furious, and rushed towards Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan sat motionless on the ground, seeming to give up resisting. After the boy approached, he was about to slam her on the head, but before his fist fell, Xia Yihan's hand suddenly swayed horizontally. His movements were so fast that he could not see clearly, but the pain came. He quickly oozes blood on his feet, and the boy sees the blood, his complexion changes suddenly, his center of gravity is unbalanced, his clenched fist is loosened, and he falls next to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan immediately turned over and put his hand against his neck. He could see that she was holding the fragments of the bowl in her hand. It was extremely sharp. With a little effort, she could pierce his neck and make him bloody.

The boy had been tricked and wanted to double back, but at the moment, being forced by Xia Yihan's sharp object, his whole body was shaking with fear, and he dared not move.

Xia Yihan pressed his neck with one hand and grasped his head with the other, and slammed hard against the wall. Before the boy could close his eyes, he was unconscious.

After sitting for a long time, Xia Yihan finally stood up. She glanced around the four people in the house, then turned her back to the surveillance camera and hid the sharp weapon in her trouser pocket.

She moved her legs and feet, walked to the door, knocked on the door, did not specifically amplify the sound, but it sounded full of breath: "I am a living person in the house now, can I let it out?"

The door opened shortly after these words, but it was not the man with a ponytail just now, but a young man with two eyes like two peas, turning very flexibly in his sockets. When he was opening the door. He was looking straight ahead, but when the door opened, he couldn't help but lower his head. When he saw a child who was less than 1.6 meters tall, his eyes were filled with surprise.

He leaned out his head and looked inside the room. Seeing this tragic scene, he looked down at the girl’s body in front of him. He became more surprised, but he didn’t say anything. He took her to another room and told her Waiting outside.

The young man entered the room and wanted to find a ponytail man, but when he saw a man sitting on the sofa, he bowed apologetically and retreated outside the door.

The man called him: "What's the matter, talk about it!"

The pony-tailed man stood beside him: "It's just a new job, don't bother you."

The man smiled: "How did it turn out?"

The young man gestured exaggeratedly, "A little girl won, it's so high!"

The man looked very interested, "Call her in, let me see."

The new room is much better than the secret room just now, and the air-conditioning is still on, so you can feel refreshed as soon as you enter.

However, Xia Yihan was not clear and breathless, her nerves tightened-she realized that the scene at this moment was more dangerous than just now.

There was a man sitting opposite her, in a suit and leather shoes, his hair neatly combed behind, wiping his hair, shiny. Xia Yihan paid close attention to him and found that his nails were very clean, neat and oblong, and it seemed that someone specially took care of his nails.

And the long-haired man she had just met stood beside the man, glanced at her, and smiled unfavorably, not knowing whether it was admiration or mockery.

The delicate man raised his eyebrows and gave the ponytail man a look: "How about it? Let me just say, on the issue of selecting people, we must achieve equality between men and women. Sometimes you don’t think girls are weak, but they are powerful. !"

The ponytail man was noncommittal. His dark eyes circled Xia Yihan's body, his tone was still light and fluttering: "Mu Han, 14 years old, height 1.58 meters, you said you are almost over puberty, why is there only such a tiny bit? Woolen cloth!"

Xia Yihan’s fingertips trembled, and her mobile phone schoolbag—all personal items—was robbed by them. They must have opened her mobile phone and mastered her identity information. They knew that she was not a local, and no one would come to rescue her.

The mentality of wanting to negotiate suddenly cooled down. However, Xia Yihan didn't change her face and looked up at the ponytail man: "Maybe in a year, I will be as tall as you."

The pony-tailed man smiled, his face is thin, his facial muscles stretched backwards as a whole, forming a faint long-striped laughing nest.

He walked behind Xia Yihan, a head taller than her, put his hands on her shoulders, and then touched down from the shoulders, touching the arms, elbows, and finally to the wrists, and exclaimed: "Such a cute child, If you break your hands, it must be very pitiful!"

Xia Yihan's scalp was numb, she thought of the boy begging on the side of the road. The first time she saw him, she noticed that his foot was a bit disabled. First she thought it was a car accident and her foot was injured and she couldn't walk. Now it seems that it is really horrible to think carefully.

The man on the sofa looked at Xia Yihan's face seriously: "Don't say, this child is really cute, so suitable to be poor!"

Before he finished his words, Xia Yihan felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. The pony-tailed man fixed her arm, grabbed her wrist with his big hand, folded her whole hand back, and was about to break her arm.

Xia Yihan didn't have time to react, and quickly took a sharp weapon out of his trouser pocket with his right hand, raised his hand and stroked the ponytail man's arm. The man suffered pain and immediately took a step back.

A **** mouth appeared on his hand, which looked quite deep, and the blood wafted outwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon dripped to the ground.

The ponytail man saw the blood, his eyebrows were upside down, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he went straight to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan picked up the sharp weapon and was ready to fight. The ponytail man's eyes were quick and he grabbed her arm and twisted his backhand. Xia Yihan suffered from pain, and the fragments in his hand fell. The ponytail man twisted her arm again and turned her around. Let her face herself.

He raised his hand high and slapped Xia Yihan's face with a slap, his palm and cheekbones hit violently, making a crackling sound.

Xia Yihan only felt an iron hammer hit, his ears buzzing, and he was unable to resist, like an inverted tumbler, hitting the ground lightly.