"Hey," said the little yellow chicken with a long sigh, "people are really different from birth. Look at the colorful clothes and food in the central city hall in the distance, but it's a miserable situation here. But ah, it's always the case. People with high power can never see these people living at the bottom. The weak have a strong power, and the weak can only be eliminated."

"Elder sister, you should be strong, or you will be like them in the future."

The little yellow chicken was sighing. A mother and daughter passed by. The middle-aged woman nodded and said to the child, "do you hear me? If you don't work hard, you will be like them."

The child's bright and clear eyes looked at the beggars with curiosity and doubt.

Tong Yan looked at the scenes in front of him. For a time, the bottom of his heart was very bad.

"Here. Found it."

Suddenly, a group of soldiers appeared in the street. Tong Yan looked at them with sabers in their hands and angrily walked up to the beggars and scolded, "what a group of tricksters! How did they get into the city? What are you doing? Drive out quickly!"

"Please do me a favor, sir. We have no place to go. There are only Warcraft raging outside. We have no strength to bind chickens. We can only die if we go out." the beggars cried sadly, but the soldiers kicked away the beggars who hugged us.

"Then go to death. If you want to die, go outside the dead city. Don't dirty our land!"

"Help!"

The beggar's voice rang miserably in the street, which attracted many onlookers for a time. However, for the people here, they are not used to it. This ordinary thing is just to see the excitement.

"It's dirty."

"It's really dirty. It's really unlucky. I tell you, a beggar just came here directly. The smell stinks to death."

"Such people shouldn't be here."

"Drive away, drive away!"

There were a lot of coaxing people. For a moment, the group of soldiers became more powerful. They were driving people with knives. They didn't care whether their body could eat or keep up. Now they just wanted to drive people out completely.

Some of the beggars hold children. The children fall from their mother's arms in the process of being driven away. The mother is going to pick up people. Who knows that the soldiers behind them are forced by a knife, "get out of here, you losers!"

"Mother, mother!" cried the little beggar sadly, but no one paid any attention to the three-year-old child.

The soldiers are still driving people away. The people behind don't dare to stop. They can only go forward. If they go a few steps further, the child will be trampled on.

Her face was full of tears. However, the soldiers just didn't let her step back and pick up the child again. She begged the soldiers to kneel on the ground and said to them, "my child is still behind. Please let me hold him. He is very weak and can't stand up by himself."

"Don't worry. If you die, someone will clean up the body and throw it out later to reunite your mother and son. If you don't hurry, stop what. Keep up with those behind. If you don't want to die now, hurry up!"

The soldiers in control at one side threw out a whip, and the beggar team became larger and larger. Many beggars were caught by soldiers from all corners and sent out together.

"No, I want to be with my children. Please let me go."

Mrs. Hua screamed and rushed back. Naturally, she got a lot of whips. She was badly beaten. The onlookers sighed for a while, but no one dared to stand up and was afraid of causing trouble for no reason.

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