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"Forgive you? Okay! I forgive you!"

The bearded man holds a stick with the thickness of a child's arm in his hand, and every time he says a word, he will pull the stick **** the child who has been curled up on the ground and holding his calf.

The child was skinny, his clothes were ragged, bruises and blood covered his entire body.

Beside him, there were three boys and two girls curled up on the side like quails, staring at the scene with fear.

"Father, father ... I'm sorry, I'm going to kill my father ..."

The boy gradually began to breathe weakly, his face was swollen and he couldn't see clearly. His right leg was pulling down strangely, obviously interrupted.

The man drunk a sip of wine into his mouth, sneered and hit a stick, and then he threw away the stick.

"This is a lesson for you! Don't expect me to treat you! Get up early tomorrow and beg for me. If I don't earn a gold tomorrow, I will kill you!"

"Yes, yes father ..."

"And you!" Suddenly the man turned his head and kicked a boy, "Don't think that you will be safe this time after escaping! You are just like him, tomorrow night, I want to see you every People bring back a gold coin! "

A group of children shivered and their tears fell, but they did not dare to make a sound by covering their mouths.

Dyson squatted on the roof and followed tears. His little hand clenched the witch's hand tightly and looked silently at the scene below.

"Save, save them ..."

For a long time, the little boy recovered his voice.

The witch frowned annoyingly, sneering in disbelief, "Oh? What do you say, ask me to save them? Now you see, human beings are born brutal and cold-blooded, selfish!

"Save them, they will be killed tomorrow!"

Dyson had seen people begging by the road, and people hated these little beggars. When they see them, they will drive them away, and only a few talents will give them some coins.

One silver coin can be exchanged for 10 copper coins, that is to say, before the sun sets tomorrow, each of them must earn enough 100 copper coins.

This is simply impossible!

The witch stood up and patted her skirt to make her look more beautiful and delicate.

Then he reached out and said to Dyson Jr .: "Let's go, we should go back."

"Do not!"

Dyson refused to stop looking at his face and hugged his knees vigorously.

The villain's small group began to lose his temper again.

Witch's forehead with headache, "Do you really want to go?"

"They really will die!" Little Dyson looked at them with pity, and even the boy who was beaten with a stick is still lying on the floor dying, "Maybe ... maybe he can't hold it tonight!"

He would die in this icy night, in the hands of the man he called his father.

"Well, then I'm gone. You said, what will your ending be like when the man finds you tomorrow? Will he also be adopted as an adopted child and rush to the street to beg?"

The witch's tone was confusing, with a horrible gloom.

Little Dyson shook his body, he clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, but insisted on his own ideas.

"No, you will save them!"

The little boy shook his head, not knowing why, he felt it in his heart.

"Little cute, I like your innocence ~" The witch folded her eyes while covering her mouth.