"Hey, kid, your brother is dying. The crime of offending me is not enough to be taken from him! It's your turn next." The gangster grabbed the pale boy's arm, "You can't speak, can you?"
?Let’s see what kind of shape we have to make you into before you scream. Come and let uncle have a good time!”
The gangsters began to surround the pale boy and prepare to beat him.
Unlike the strong red-haired boy, this frail boy could not withstand a beating. His thin arms would break if pulled casually, and his legs like sticks would become bloody and bloody if twisted casually.
No. If this continues------
"Woooooo..." The red-haired boy moved his broken body, crawled over and grabbed the gangster leader's feet.
"Stop, stop!" the angry red-haired boy warned in a low voice, "Don't hurt Arthur. If you want to fight, just hit me. Until you are angry, all attacks will be done by
I'll bear it...is that okay?"
"Oh, boy, you are quite brave, right? So ------" Before he could finish speaking, the gangster leader kicked the red-haired boy away.
Something flew out together with the vomited blood. When the red-haired boy landed, he realized that it was one of his front teeth.
"Uh-huh... not yet!..." The red-haired boy slowly got up.
"Boy... don't blame me if you die!" The gangsters swarmed up and surrounded the red-haired boy, punching and kicking him. This time they were more serious, hitting the red-haired boy with their fists mercilessly.
Will die. Really will die.
The bones will be shattered, the internal organs will be broken, and finally it will be like rags, lifeless and unable to move anymore.
This is not a beating, this is a massacre of a weak and defenseless boy by a group of scum.
Seeing this cruel scene of blood splattering, the pale boy felt something change in his heart.
(Everyone who cares about me has left me.)
(I didn’t keep it.)
(Nothing can be done, nothing can be retained, nothing can be changed.)
(Why was I born in this world? Not needed by anyone, just alone...living.)
(Why are you looking at me like that? Why do you hate me? Because I am a monster?)
(It’s not that I wanted to be a monster. It’s not that I wanted to be in this world. If only this had never happened.)
Just as the pale boy's mind was haunted by thousands of thoughts, the red-haired boy who was kicked into the air met his younger brother's eyes the moment he landed.
There was something else in those deep burgundy pupils.
A pale boy, a scenery he has never seen before.
There was definitely no fear, contempt, alienation, or indifference in those eyes. There was only one emotion in the red-haired boy's eyes.
mercy.
(No. Don’t do this.)
(Please, don’t pity me. Don’t care about me like this.)
(I don't deserve your care.)
(I'm just a monster.)
"End it!" The gangster leader raised his arm, aimed at the head of the red-haired boy in the pool of blood, and punched it.
With the sound of his skull shattering, the red-haired boy twitched and never moved again.
(don't want!………………)
(...Is this it again? Are you going to take everything away from me again?!)
(I don’t even have the right to have family and friends. Are they being taken away from me again and again?)
(…………..enough!)
(Don’t be so... bullying!)
Something began to explode inside the pale boy.
No, he is no longer a pale boy.
At this moment, his body is very hot! His whole body is like boiling water, exuding white smoke, and his skin is red!
The young man who originally no longer cared about everything was now filled with one thought:
------Don't bully others too much!
------You are bullied because you are weak, so just become stronger!
------No matter what a huge price you pay!
"Wow, boy, what's going on?" The gangster leader looked at the young man in surprise, "He suddenly became like this? Do you want to be beaten too?"
--------Pop.
Without saying a word, the young man punched the gangster leader in the abdomen.
"Oh hahahaha, what is this? A child's play house? Do you think such a fist can hurt me? Hahaha... Uh, uhh?!"
Before the gangster had finished feeling proud, the plate armor on his abdomen began to dent inward. The steel plate armor was three inches thick, but it was dented by the child's seemingly weak punch.
It's not over yet. While the gangster leader was still surprised, he was already violently blown away by the powerful kinetic energy, and continued to fly for dozens of meters amid the rotten bricks and tiles of the slum.
"Boss!?" The other gangsters were surprised at first, and then angry. They didn't understand what happened at all, and they just surrounded him one by one as if they were looking for death.
"You dare to hurt our boss? Boy, are you risking your life?!"
Snap, snap, snap.
After several muffled sounds, the gangsters involuntarily took a few steps back.
Then they had severed hands, severed legs, some had their entire arms torn off and were bloody and bloody, and some were punched and knocked against a building and fainted. Those who fainted immediately fell silent.
, leaving those who were still unconscious, lying in a pool of blood and screaming.
"Help!! It's a monster!!!------Monster!!!"
The skull of the red-haired boy was indeed broken, but his strong vitality saved him from death. He could not move or get up, but he still reluctantly opened his eyes that were sticky with blood, and looked around worriedly.
Look down and look for his brother.
The pale boy squatted quietly in front of the red-haired boy. His hands were broken due to excessive force. The shattered bones and torn muscles were only barely connected to his arms.
"Arthur..."
"I'm sorry, and..." The pale boy spoke to his brother for the first time since they met: "Thank you."
Torvir tugged at Arthur's sleeve. Only then did Arthur come back to his senses. He found that when he was lost in thought, he had already cut off a small piece of flesh from the leopard boy's finger, and the other man's finger was still bleeding.
Blood.
"Oh, my God!" Arthur said. Fortunately, it didn't go very deep, and it only needed a little bandage afterwards.
"I'm sorry, I was thinking too hard." Arthur apologized, "But you can't do this either. Just say it if it hurts, okay?"
Tovir looked at Arthur for a while before his tears burst out.