Mengmeng suddenly thought of something when she mentioned the injury, her face turned pale, she started to cry again, and said to Zhang Jun: "Brother, if you heal me, they will still beat me."
, what should we do?"
Zongyuan was shocked and quickly asked Mengmeng: "Why?"
Mengmeng wiped away her tears. Since her little face was covered with dust, it turned into a little painted face, which was cute and pitiful. Her big eyes were wide open, as if she had thought of something extremely terrible.
"Little brother, they say that only when we are injured will someone pity us and we can make money. Some of the children here look pitiful, and some don't look pitiful. They say I am not pitiful and beat me up," she pointed out.
Pointing to his miserable calf, he said, "This place has been beaten several times. Every time it heals, they hurt it. It hurts a lot."
Qinglian's little face was full of compassion, and she said softly: "Poor Mengmeng, don't worry, no one will hit you as Brother Zongyuan and I are here."
Mengmeng seemed to have heard the best news in the world. She asked in surprise: "Is it true? Will no one hit me again in the future?"
Zongyuan nodded very seriously: "No one will ever hit you. Not only you, but everyone here will not be beaten again."
Mengmeng immediately became happy, with a smile on her little face. She took Zongyuan's hand and said, "Brother, are you hungry? I have something to eat." As she said this, she looked like she was sneaking around, as if she was showing off a treasure.
He took out a piece of cake from his arms. The cake had been squeezed into shape and had a layer of gray and black on the surface, which had become moldy and spoiled.
Zong Yuan suddenly had a sore nose. When he was at the base, he was always picky about the fat and thin every time he ate. Lin Xian always coaxed him to eat more nutritious and good-for-health medicinal foods. Now compared with Mengmeng, life in the base
How happy he is, and how much his parents dote on him.
He knocked the spoiled cake on the ground, and then took out a pack of dried fruits from his pocket. This dried fruit was extraordinary. It was picked from an elixir. Ordinary people can strengthen their health by eating it.
It prolongs life and improves vitality and spirit.
Mengmeng was stunned. She took a dried fruit she had never seen before, carefully peeled one and tasted it. She felt it was extremely delicious. She couldn't help but smile, her big eyes turned into crescent moons, and said: "Thank you, little brother."
Zongyuan said: "Eat, I still have some left after eating."
Mengmeng was completely attracted by the delicious food. She peeled each one off and ate them with a happy look on her face. Next to her, Zong Yuan's little face had turned murderous. Qinglian felt that his angry look was very similar to that of her master. Every time
When the master shows this expression, it often means a killing and a bloody storm.
She was a little scared and whispered: "Brother Zongyuan, what are you going to do?"
Zongyuan pointed at the people filling the factory and said coldly: "Qinglian, look at these more than a hundred people. Many of them were abducted. They left their parents and endured all kinds of torture every day.
People beg like clowns on the streets, and all this is to make money for those who are worse than animals. So many people have been harmed, and why is no one taking care of such a big incident? What about the police? What about the government? What about the so-called public welfare organizations? They are all eating.
Shit?"
Qinglian sighed softly and said: "Brother Zongyuan, there is always darkness under the sun, and no one can be perfect."
"But I can't tolerate such inhuman things happening in my eyes!" Zong Yuan's eyes became colder and colder, "Dad told me that you should only do things based on your heart. I was so angry that I wanted to kill someone!"
Qinglian has a gentle temperament, and she didn't object. It shows that she hates these people's actions. She thought about it and said: "This matter is too big. We children can't make the decision. It's best to inform the Fugui Gang."
Zong Yuan nodded: "But we also have to do something. I want to know why these people are so rampant." After that, he took out a miniature earphone from his pocket. The earphone was so small that even Triangle Eyes and the others couldn't detect it.
Otherwise it would have been confiscated long ago.
Zongyuan pressed the earphones lightly and put them into his ears. After a moment, Xiaoqiang's voice came from inside: "Little brat, what are you doing with me?" Xiaoqiang's tone was unkind.
Zongyuan's voice was a little low: "Uncle Qiang, you have to help me, I have to deal with a group of bad guys."
"Little things." Xiao Qiang said, "If you have any requests, just tell me and I will convey the order to the Fugui Gang."
"Okay, I won't hang up and keep in touch." Zong Yuan said.
After the call, Zong Yuan started talking to the children around him one by one, and soon he figured out what kind of evil organization this was. This organization is called the Beggar Gang locally, and they are spread all over the country, in every city.
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Some teenagers told Zong Yuan that if he met a beggar on the street, eight out of ten of them would belong to a beggar gang. These people had powerful forces behind them and were well-informed.
At the beginning, these people just recruited some physically disabled children from the countryside to beg for them. Gradually, they discovered that this was a very profitable business, because a beggar's monthly income could easily exceed 10,000 yuan.
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The more money they made, the darker their hearts became, and they began to use any means to make profits. The number of beggars continued to expand, but they were still dissatisfied, but they could not receive enough disabled people to pretend to be poor and beg. So they began to
They began to purchase abducted children and even directly participated in the process of human trafficking.
Because the children they bought were not pitiful enough, they broke their legs, twisted their hands, burned their skin, and made them miserable. In this way, they could earn the sympathy of passers-by and get more money.
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Some children were injured just as they were being beaten again, and many people died as a result. In just one year, the cold bodies of six children were thrown out of the large factory in the middle of the night, and no one knew they had been beaten.
Where was it thrown?
Not only that, these people are getting bolder and darker, and they are turning to the more lucrative business of selling human organs. Although some of the children they buy have disabilities, their organs are normal, so
Everyone had their blood drawn and their genetic information recorded.
Once a hospital in China needs a certain organ for transplantation, they will be dispatched as soon as possible to communicate with the families of patients who need organs. In this way, they can make hundreds of thousands or even millions of profits at a time.
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Perhaps for this reason, although the people here are ruthless, they do not want to beat people to death. The children can eat enough on weekdays and do not freeze in winter. This is not because they are kind-hearted, but because they are afraid that the children will die.
There is no money left to make.
The more he listened, the angrier Zongyuan became. What made him even more horrified was that there were more than one similar "big factory" across the country. Almost every more developed city had such a place. They were called beggars.
Help the headquarters.
"Shameless!" He cursed in his mind and clenched his fists hard.
After Zongyuan asked the children around him, it was lunch time. Two young men with angry faces brought over two large basins. One basin contained vegetables and the other contained rice. Both were very rough.
The children swarmed over and grabbed the food, causing chaos in the factory.
The two young men smiled and pointed at the side with cold eyes. One of them kept scanning, and finally stopped at Qinglian and Zongyuan. Since the two of them did not grab food, they looked very conspicuous. One of them, Huang Mao,
The young man's eyes lit up when he saw Qinglian, and he grinned lewdly at his companions. He smiled evilly and said, "How is this girl? Is she pure?"
The other touched his chin, looked up and down Qinglian maliciously, and nodded repeatedly: "She is a beautiful girl, but it's a pity that she is a bit small."
"It doesn't matter if you're young, this is what I like." The yellow-haired young man smiled sinisterly, and then walked towards the two of them.
Zong Yuan heard the words of the yellow-haired young man clearly. Murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the two approaching people.
When the yellow-haired young man saw Zong Yuan's clear eyes, his heart tightened for no reason. He didn't like this feeling, so he frowned and asked, "Boy, why don't you eat?"
Zongyuan grinned and said, "I'm not hungry."
The yellow-haired young man snorted, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly reached out to grab Qinglian and said: "Little girl, my brother will take you to take a bath."
The moment he stretched out his hand, the yellow-haired young man suddenly jumped up with a thunder in his mind. He felt a little confused as if he had woken up from a dream, then touched his stomach and said eagerly: "I'm starving to death.
So hungry.”
As he said that, he quickly rushed to the two food bowls, pushed the children away a few times, and then ate his head into the food bowls. He devoured the food, his eyes full of hunger, and he was like a starving ghost.
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A pale golden brilliance flashed across Zong Yuan's eyes. Although he has never gathered his true power, his spiritual cultivation has already surpassed that of ordinary people. Last month, he entered the realm of awakening. Zhang Jun once taught the Heart Pan technique.
Give it to him, and Zong Yuan learned it very quickly, and his soul is pure and powerful, so the power of the Heart Pan Technique is actually not inferior to Zhang Jun's.
As soon as he thought about it, the young man felt extremely hungry and wanted to eat. He kept eating. He finished a bowl of vegetables and then started eating again. The other young man was stupid. What happened? He kept eating.
He shouted from behind: "Xiao Du, what are you doing? Do you want to eat this too?"
But the yellow-haired young man Xiaodu ignored him at all. He ate crazily, and soon his stomach bulged, but he kept eating. He was very hungry, and this hunger was extremely strong. But his mind was still clear.
, he knew that if he continued to eat like this, he would eat himself to death, but he just couldn't stop.
The more he ate his stomach, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the fear on his face became stronger. Tears were streaming down his face. The young man beside him was frightened. He kept backing away and murmured: "Retribution, it must be retribution, ghost, there is
Ghost!" He yelled, turned around and ran away.
The children around him were so frightened that they hid aside because this young man with yellow hair often hit them. As a result, the children were extremely afraid of him and did not dare to get too close.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a suit came over with a group of people. This middle-aged man's suit was from a famous brand, costing tens of thousands a set. His leather was shiny and his hair was neatly combed. At first glance,
They are rich people who are pampered and well-off.
The young man who ran to call for help pointed at Huang Mao with a horrified look on his face and said, "Brother Hai, look, Xiaodu seems to be crazy and keeps eating. Brother Hai, do you think he has an evil spirit?"
Brother Hai frowned. He was more taboo about "challenging evil". After all, he had done too many bad things, and he felt uneasy. He immediately cursed: "Fart, you are so evil!" Then he glared and glared at Huang Mao fiercely.
The young man shouted: "Xiao Du! Stop it!"
Xiaodu ignored him. He was already feeling extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't stop. He made a "wuwu" sound in his mouth and wanted to say something, but unfortunately Brother Hai couldn't hear clearly.
Brother Hai was slightly shocked. Could it be that he really hit something evil? He immediately waved his hand: "Hold him down!"
Two strong men stepped forward and pushed Xiao Du down to the ground. One of them punched Xiao Du in the face, breaking his teeth and leaving his mouth full of blood.
But such a violent struggle caused Xiaodu's stomach to churn. He suddenly screamed, burped continuously from his mouth, and then vomited out countless semi-digested food with a "wow" sound. But then, his whole body began to twitch.
, screaming like a ghost.
A chill ran down Haitou's spine, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He took a step back, looking shocked.
The two strong men also backed away, and one of them said doubtfully: "Brother Hai, he is holding on."
Brother Hai reacted and said quickly: "Quickly, send me to the hospital!"