The gang suddenly started various discussions, and finally beat me up again with my horrified expression. To be honest, I felt quite happy. Every time they beat me, I would try to hide.
The sticks in their hands hit the jar.
Unfortunately, none of the blows from the stick were strong enough to break the jar, so I refused to listen and made all kinds of mocking faces to lure them into hitting them harder.
Finally, when a young man with a flat head shouted loudly and a steel pipe was thrown at me, I was so happy that I tilted my head suddenly. I felt like the world was spinning. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a sly smile on this young man's face.
"If you still hide, I'll beat you to death!"
I tried my best to support my shaky consciousness, but in the end it was no match for the pain, and I fainted when my neck tilted.
When I woke up again, I was a little shocked. I didn't expect that I was still alive. I could even feel a patch on the right side of my head. It seemed that the injury caused by the young man had been sutured and wrapped by the doctor.
When everyone was surrounding me and discussing whether to sell me to the relevant departments for research, I was heartbroken. I quickly told them with a bitter look on my face not to do this. Quite a few of those relevant departments were gangsters.
Some people put up a sign to pretend that they can buy some rare and rare treasures that ordinary people don’t know about by spending some money, which is extremely profitable.
But they are also notorious second-hand dealers. If any practitioner's treasure or soul accidentally falls into their hands, and they happen to know the key, they can use it as a blackmail to bankrupt the practitioner who needs it.
I think that after something like me is taken away by them, it should be easy for them to take out the property. What worries me the most is the two swords in my body. They have been following me for a long time, except for themselves.
value, I already have feelings for them.
But I couldn't speak, and those people thought that monsters like me were of great economic value, so they directly called a man who I could tell was a gangster in the ghost circle.
The guy with silk glasses sneered and said directly that a thing like me that couldn't speak was only worth 100,000 yuan and couldn't be any higher.
I said MMP in my mind, you are only worth 100,000, and your whole family together is worth 100,000.
Then I was transported away. The man with gold-rimmed glasses always had a vague look of joy on his face. Most people couldn't see it, but I knew that this guy was so happy that he bought me like this for 100,000 yuan.
The baby is absolutely worth the price.
I was sent to the car by the workers and tied directly to the passenger seat. The car started to drive slowly. The man with gold-rimmed glasses kept chatting with me, saying a lot of things, brother, stop pretending, everyone understands.
People and the like.
I feel miserable and want to speak, but I really don’t have any strength. I can only spit out two words at most. If he can’t smash the jar on my body within one minute, I will be sucked dry by the jar and I will be unable to do anything.
The operating brain died.
After a while, the man with gold-rimmed glasses began to have an expression of "I understand" on his face, but half a day later, while the car was still driving, he had turned into a bitter face.
It was funny to me. He must have thought he had received a money-losing product. After all, if he wanted to get money out of me, he had to ask me to speak.
One day later, the car stopped in a remote abandoned factory. When the man with gold-rimmed glasses saw that I was silent, he seemed to be extremely angry. He opened the car door and untied the rope tied to the jar.
He walked to the driver's seat and kicked the jar hard.
I was almost overjoyed, and I kept thinking about breaking, breaking...
My head hit the ground, my teeth chattered in pain, and the left half of my face was scratched by the rough cement road.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses kicked me away while I was lying on the ground. Instantly, I felt dizzy and felt nauseous.
But I didn’t even know if I had a stomach, nor did I know what could come out of my mouth. After retching a few times, I was helped up under the disgusted gaze of the man with gold-rimmed glasses.
I looked around carefully and found that this place turned out to be a grocery store where various sundries were stacked. Not far away, there were many people coming and going.
Just as I was being moved to a corner by the man with gold-rimmed glasses, and when no one could be seen anymore, a voice sounded from a distance: "San'er, what kind of treasure have you done again!"
I suddenly became excited, maybe someone could understand what I meant, and even when I thought about a specific corner, like those patients on TV who were beaten to the point of paralysis, they could identify the murderer with just a flick of their eyelids.
Unfortunately, before I could get excited for a long time, I was covered by a big wooden box. Could it be that I was also pressed by the wooden box? Not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
"Why, where did Brother Lei make a fortune recently?"
I could hear the vigilance in the tone of the man with gold-rimmed glasses, but my guess is that he didn't want to make a fool of himself in the eyes of his peers. Maybe in his eyes, I was a loser.
I originally thought that after he had dealt with the person he called Brother Lei for a few words, I would make eye-to-eye and heart-to-heart conversations with him. Unexpectedly, the conversation between the two became more and more heated, and eventually the conversation gradually became more and more heated.
As we walked further and further away, I vaguely heard them talking about a good barbecue place, and then I was thrown into a corner.
It was not completely dark but the unpleasant night that weighed heavily on my head passed quietly. Early the next morning, I was still napping when suddenly the wooden box sank and my head was pressed so hard that almost half of it was tilted to the side.
I screamed in my heart, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't push the wooden box up. Just when I was about to despair, there was a sound of things being moved away from the wooden box. Gradually, the wooden box was picked up, and I saw an innocent
Her little face, when she saw me, I even doubted whether I fell in love at first sight.
The girl's eyes were full of astonishment. She looked at me for a long time and was speechless for a long time.
I quickly winked at the girl, and she suddenly let out an oh, and actually wanted to put the wooden box on my head again. This move almost scared me to death, so I winked at her quickly, and she made a clang and quickly put the wooden box on my head.
It hit me so hard that my neck almost broke.
At noon, I tilted my head dejectedly and looked at the gaps in the wooden box. I just felt that life was hopeless and I might as well just get killed by something neatly to avoid suffering such pain.
Through the gap in the wooden box, I saw a figure walking over. The waves in my heart could no longer rise, like a jar of stagnant water.
But when the wooden box was opened again, I couldn't help but feel a thump in my heart. I saw the girl's face, and suddenly I felt strange and hopeful of living.