black mandala killer

She stayed in the cold and dark world with her whole body.

There is no one here, only her...

She gradually fell into her own memories, she remembered when she was just born...

She saw her mother... mother lying on the bed...

At that time, she had never cried since she was born, and she didn't know what was wrong with her, but she could see things and speak.

But the moment she was born, she was hugged by a person, that person was very cold, and she hated it very much, and wanted to escape from this embrace, but she had no strength, then she heard another voice, that person said , 'I didn't expect to die in childbirth...' "She was about to die, and it was her blessing to be able to give birth to this child..."

She listened to the conversation of several people, she opened her eyes slightly, just in time to see that she was lying on the hospital bed and had passed away.

For some reason, with just one look, she decided that this beautiful woman was her mother, and she felt kindness...

She wanted to take another look, but was carried away, and she had to close her eyes and let them move quietly. For some reason, her subconscious mind was controlling her, telling her that now is not a safe time, no Open your eyes, and you can't speak...

One week after she was born, she didn't eat any food during this week, only some cold water, and she didn't hear any sound, only the rustling of the wind...

She didn't come into contact with anyone, only a very old woman.When she opened her eyes in the dead of night, it turned out that the space she was in was just a room with nothing on all four walls...

Soon, a week later, the person who held her when she was born appeared, and she also knew the person's name, Xia Lan.

She remembered the man's name...

Xia Lan got on the plane with her, who was just a week old.

Along with them was a three-year-old girl, yes, that was Han Luqing.

She was not interested in caring about these, she was very tired at that time, she just wanted to rest...

Soon, Xia Lan took her to the destination.

Xia Lan wrapped herself in swaddling clothes and handed her over to a man.She didn't open her eyes to look, but she could feel the very dark and gloomy atmosphere here.And screams...

It turned out that this was the black slave boxing market.

Xia Lan handed it over to the man, and then said to him, 'It's over to you. '

Then Ciaran left.

Her life has started a new step.

She came here, no one talked to her, just put her in a small place where she would not get in the way of people's work, and three meals were provided, but because she was a baby, the food here was cold and hard Things that a baby can't and won't eat.

So, she just drank cold water every day.

Although I can only drink water a day, my life is still passable.

She survived day by day.Soon, one year passed, and another year passed.

When she was two years old, she could already walk, but because she could only drink water every day, and she couldn't wear warm clothes, she was not very stable when she walked, and even one step would kill her.

No one noticed her there, just a group of boys about seven or eight years old.

They were dragged to the ring by the administrator every day to be beaten and scolded. They were bruised every day, and the administrator did not give them medical treatment. If they died, they would be thrown out like this.And the food they ate was even more terrible. It was all rotten, or leftover bones or something.That's like throwing it to the dogs, and the dogs don't want it.

However, they can only eat, and only by eating can they have the strength to live!

She once stood in front of them and watched them eat.Seeing them eating with gusto, she wanted to ask them, what kind of food is not for humans to eat.

They also knew that the way they ate frightened her.They all smiled and said, 'I'm sorry, sister, we were all so focused on eating that we didn't see you! '

They spoke English, which she understood.

As they talked, they picked up the rotten dish and brought it to her. She ignored them and walked back to the corner.Curled up, buried his head between his legs.Hear nothing, see nothing...

Good times are not long.

That day, a perverted administrator came to her.Tell her to go on stage to earn money, and she knows what they mean by earning money.

That is to fight with some tall and big people on the top, and then the rich people and the audience in the audience bet. If the side that bet loses, then it will lose money, and if it wins, it will make money.

Only those perverted people are willing to watch such perverted things.

They, the masses, were happy, but they, the fighters, were living rather than dying.When they lose, not only the audience beats and scolds, but also the administrators beat and scold, and they don’t give them food. If they win, they can have a better meal...

The world here is so perverted...

When the administrator let her go on stage, everyone in the backstage was shocked. She was a two-year-old child, and a child who couldn't walk still came on stage, it was like an ant...

But what status do they have, what right do they have to come out to protest? If they come out to speak out, then the person who died is themselves, not her.

They were all for their own sake, watching her quietly being taken out by the administrator...

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And more and more!

Parents, give some strength! o(n_n)o~~