This thing about me becoming a girl

But the will will eventually be exhausted.

As Kitajima Crow blocked the dagger that Sawamura Shinobu swung once, his calf twitched and went limp uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Nobuo Sawamura's eyes suddenly showed a murderous intent like a beast meeting flesh and blood.

opportunity!

Nobuo Sawamura leaned forward, and after knocking down Kitajima Crow's dagger, he squeezed her neck with all his strength and pressed her against the wall.

He firmly held Bei Daoya's right wrist with one hand, while with the other he pinched her neck, pushing her against the wall and lifting her up.

Kitajima Crow's neck was pinched tightly and she couldn't breathe. She raised her left hand to stab Nobu Sawamura in the eye.

But when she raised her hand, Sawamura Shin directly pierced the dagger through her palm and nailed it to the wall.

Severe pain swept through every nerve of Bei Dao Ya, and she wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound.

Nobuo Sawamura squeezed her neck harder and harder, and Kitajima Crow opened his mouth, but he couldn't feel a trace of air being sucked into his chest cavity.

At this time, both the Inuyang Kenukai Office and the Sakano Kurasuke Office had been dealt with by their opponents, and fell to the ground unable to get up again.

It seems that the situation ushered in now is a complete defeat, and no one will come to save Bei Daoya.

Bei Dao Crow looked pained.

Can't fall here, Mom... Mom!

Her feet hanging in the air carried the letter of Sawamura, but she couldn't bring any shock to the person in front of her. Slowly, slowly, her struggling feet became weaker and weaker, and finally fell down powerlessly.

Her consciousness began to dim, and a clear picture appeared in front of her eyes.

Again.. back here.

198. Fu

So painful, can't breathe..

In the dilapidated alleys, the ground was full of rubbish, and what floated in the air was an unacceptable nauseous stench of hidden dirt and dirt.

In the depths of the alley, a child was pinched by the neck and pushed against a dilapidated wall full of mottled cracks.

The child was about six or seven years old, and his oily hair was a little long, completely covering his eyes, and his face, which was very dirty and covered with dirt, was flushed.

He opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't feel a trace of air flowing in. Even if the air was extremely dirty, it could save his life.

Squatting in front of him was a man who was as dirty as him, but with a vicious expression.

He pinched the child's neck with one hand, pulled his hair with the other, or slapped his face, or hit his lower abdomen with his fist.

He didn't pay any attention to the child's painful appearance, and there was a tyrannical rebuke in his eyes.

"How many times is this the first time this month? Do you think I really dare not kill you? It looks like a rich man, do you know how much money we could have gotten? Ah!!??"

As he spoke, he tortured the child, and beside him were several middle-aged people who looked at the child's pain with indifference.

The child has begun to lose consciousness.

Time back to three hours ago.

This should be regarded as the only prosperous place in the city full of sin and filth below.

A well-dressed girl with an ugly face was walking on the road.

At this time, a child took her hand, and he gestured, timidly and anxiously pointing to the deep alley a few streets away.

The child seemed anxious and kept gesturing, but the girl couldn't understand sign language.

In the end, the child became anxious, and he took the girl's hand and prepared to walk to that alley.

The girl probably understood what the child meant, did she let herself go to that alley?

She stopped and asked tentatively, "Is there anything inside that needs my help?"

The kid nodded quickly.

At this time, the girl finally started to look at him seriously.

The child was very dirty, his hair was messy and greasy, and his body was just a rag that could barely cover his body.

He seemed unable to speak, and the girl knew the reason why he could not speak.

There was a huge wound on the child's neck that extended almost to the back of the neck, and the throat was cut horizontally.

The wound has been healed now, but it is extremely hideous and ugly, and it can be seen that it has not been treated by proper means.

He didn't despise this child for being dirty, but sympathized with him very much, but there was nothing he could do.

There are too many such children in this city near the City of God.

She saw the countless wounds and bruises under the child's rags, and after a while squatted down with pity in her eyes, she took out a candy from her pocket.

"Do you want to eat?"

Seeing this, the child didn't know why, but his anxious expression suddenly calmed down, and he turned around and was about to leave without taking the candy.

The girl froze for a moment, then quickly got up and stood in front of him, asking suspiciously.

"Don't you want my help, let's go."

The child spoke, and he was not dumb.

It's just that the sound is hoarse like a broken bellows, like sand grinding, or fingernails scratching a blackboard.

"roll."

As he said this, he turned away and prepared to leave.

The girl was full of doubts and couldn't help but grabbed his shoulder.

The child turned his head, and the eyes covered by the hair also leaked out.

Looking into those pitch-black eyes, the girl subconsciously withdrew her hand.

She didn't quite understand why such a young child had such fierce and malicious eyes.

The child left, and the girl didn't understand why he suddenly changed his appearance until she left the street, and she didn't know that what the child said were all lies.

In the depths of that alley, there was nothing he wanted the girl to help, and there were only five or six dirty middle-aged men.

Back to the present, the child was pinched by the neck and raised against the wall.

He was about to faint, but the man still didn't let go.

At this time, a slightly younger person beside him patted the hand that grabbed his neck.

"Enough, don't die, he is still useful anyway."

Hearing this, the man shrugged his shoulders and let go of his clenched hands.

The next second, the child fell to the ground, bent over and exhaled hoarsely, and the huge wound on his neck was also flushed with blood.

The young man squatted down, looking at the painful child curled up on the ground.

"Hey, Fu, that woman is coming with you. Why did you drive her away? It doesn't matter whether you sell her as a prostitute, ask for a ransom, or keep her for yourself. Why do you drive her away? ?”

He grabbed the child's hair on the ground, lifted him up, and faced himself.

"How many times is this the first time this month? Obviously, your role is only this, but none of them have succeeded."

Childish and weak like a gossamer, he didn't respond, and he didn't have the strength to respond.

The young man said again.

"You don't really think that we won't kill you, or do you think that the beggar father who threw you to us, used you to cooperate with us to do bad things, and then took your share of the money will avenge you? "

The young man patted his neck.

"Have you forgotten how you got this wound? This is your beggar father who was about to starve to death. In order to win people's sympathy, he cut your throat, saying that he wanted to use money to save his son's life, and he came from begging. You should also be very clear about whether the money you have saved will save you.

If it weren't for your hard life, you would have died at that time. "

Seeing that the child was still unresponsive, the young man impatiently let go of his hair, and then fell to the ground.

"I've lost my patience, Fu. Tomorrow we will go to the City of God. If you want to live, you have to show your value. Say goodbye to your beggar father tonight."

After saying this, he didn't even look at the child who was curled up on the ground in a state of anger, and turned to leave. Along with him were several middle-aged men, some of whom even spat on him.

The child lay in the alley and didn't get up for a long time. It wasn't until dusk that he trembled and struggled to get up.

He walked with a limp, and sometimes fell into the stinky pools deposited by the side of the dirt road, splashed with black water all over his body, like a dirty and ugly dog.

He looked at this slum surrounded by garbage, a sanctuary for sin.

again..back here..

He was expressionless.

Why do you say again.

199. City of God

At night, the child did not return to the so-called "home" where there was an old beggar in the stinky bridge hole.

He walked to the inclined dam by the sea, moved the garbage to the side, and vacated a wet and smelly but relatively clean place to sit down.

For a long distance in front of me, there were garbage floating on the surface of the river, and it was dead silent, as if the river near this slum had lost its life.

But the child looks at a farther distance.

The line of sight extends from the sea to the far, far away place, that little dot that shimmers with faint light.

In this extremely dark night, that spot of light seemed to exude a fatal attraction, making people in the dark flock to him like moths to a flame.

Fu heard the sound of the ship, and he looked to the far left. There seemed to be a shadow of a ship that was constantly moving on the dark sea, and there was that spot of light very far in front of him.

Is it another smuggling person, but I don't know if it will succeed, success will enter the dream city, and failure will add a few more corpses to Haixia.

And Fu, tomorrow night will also be one of the people who will be smuggled there.

Just because that point of light is the city of God.

I heard that there is gold everywhere, and it is extremely prosperous. No matter who it is, whether it is a sinful person or a person with aspirations, they will become happy when they arrive there.

But it's also the biggest sin den in the world.