"Mother, mother."

The little beggar was pushed down and couldn't stand up. He was afraid and helpless crying on the ground. Mrs. beggar was broken. Even if she climbed, she wanted to climb over, but the people behind him were constantly beaten forward, and no one was willing to stop.

She didn't know how her child was now. She was so sad that she could only shout.

"Please let me go. My treasure is still behind!"

There was a silence in the street. Only the cruel whip sounded one by one. The soldier seemed to have found fun. The harder he beat, the harder he beat, and the flower woman sneered, "let you climb, climb, climb!"

"His grandfather's, are these people still human? These beggars have been like this, and they are still so cruel. I can't stand it, i... big sister?" the little yellow chicken couldn't stand it. He shouted. He picked up the non-existent sleeves on his small wings and was about to be cruel. Looking back, there was still half of Tong Yan's figure.

The little yellow chicken was worried and shouted at her throat, "big sister, where have you been, big sister!"

"Ah, let go, let go, madman, who are you ugly!"

Hearing the sound, the little yellow chicken looked up and saw that the addictive soldier who had just smoked was being strangled by someone. Next to him stood a woman with bloodthirsty black eyes, staring at him coldly, and then threw him away.

Tong Yan simply checked the situation of the little beggar and gently picked him up, "don't cry, I'll send you there."

"Dabao, Dabao!"

When Hua Po saw her child, she burst into tears and rushed over. Tong Yan returned the child to her. The woman immediately knelt on the ground, "thank you, thank you. Dabao, Dabao."

"Mother."

The little yellow chicken came to Tong Yan and looked at the mother and son. For some reason, she felt very sad for a time.

"It's true that maternal love is the greatest in the world, but some people are really son of a bitch and don't have any snacks." the little yellow chicken spit and scolded.

"His grandfather's, who just hit me!" the soldier got up with the help of the people, and together he yelled. He pointed to Tong Yan, "you're so ugly that you dare to do it to me. I think you're really impatient!"

"You're so nosy, don't you? Take her down and let her suffer. She dares to show her authority in front of me. I want you to show your authority today. And the pile of dog mothers and children, hold them for me and put them in prison later."

The soldier was angry, but he was humiliated in public. He suddenly spread all his anger on the beggars.

Mrs. Hua hugged the little beggar in her arms and kowtowed to the soldier on the ground. "Please, sir, please let us go. Dabao is ill and needs treatment. He can't be tortured anymore. Please."

"Hum, really? Don't say I won't give you a chance. You're ugly. If you're willing to kneel on the ground and knock a few heads like them, I can consider it."

The soldier pointed at Tong Yan angrily and said, "how, you kneel down and beg for mercy with me, and I'll let go of the pile of dog mothers and grandfathers."

"His grandmother, who are you talking to? You let my eldest sister kneel down with you?"

Tong Yan's eyes are cold. The little yellow chicken on one side blew up on the spot. After all, Tong Yan is its contractor. He is so noble. If his master is bullied casually, what's the name? Can't he be laughed at?

However, what everyone didn't expect was that there was a sound of "touch".

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