Chapter 0372 Orphanage

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, as if a bomb had exploded in front of the door.

The wooden gate shattered in an instant, and sawdust and dust flew all over the sky.

Mo Fan waved his hand, and the dust settled.

"Want Want" A dog barking immediately sounded from all around.

Mo Fan walked into the courtyard, his brows furrowed slightly.

The yard is very large, and there are many half-human-tall Tibetan mastiffs, forbidden pitbulls, and Tosa dogs tied everywhere, especially at the entrance, there are more than a dozen.

Each of them opened their mouths and kept yelling at Mo Fan, and even adults would be frightened into their pores with a vicious appearance.

Any one of these dogs can pounce on an adult, let alone a child.

Mo Fan glanced at these dogs without fear, his eyes swept into the yard, and his expression immediately became a little colder.

In addition to the dogs, there are many iron cages in the yard, and in the cages are thin skinny and yellow-faced children.

The youngest ones are three or four years old, and the older ones are in their teens, and most of them are physically crippled, and they are obviously artificial, and they look extremely pitiful.

The children all cowered in the corners of their cages, their eyes full of fear and panic.

Outside the cage were vicious dogs, constantly holding at the iron cage, and their powerful front paws seemed to tear the cage open.

The paws and cages made a "bang-bang-bang" sound, which frightened the children inside to cry incessantly.

"Uncle, let me out, I don't dare anymore, I will definitely ask for money tomorrow. ”

The cry was terrible, but no one paid attention to it.

In addition, near the building, several lazy pit bulls, each the size of a tripe, were lying on the ground, with a dirty rice bowl in front of them, and in it were some steamed buns that even dogs didn't eat.

A group of children's shriveled lips moved, kept swallowing saliva, staring at the steamed buns in the basin, as if they were hungry for more than a day or two.

One of the children, who had only one arm, looked at the sleeping pit bull, and was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, so he grabbed two steamed buns and turned around and ran away.

Before he had reached a few steps, a "whine" sound came from the mouth of the sleeping bulldog, and several of the bulldogs raised their heads and pounced on the child, not much slower than the cheetah.

When the boy saw that the bulldog had woken up, his face turned pale.

He originally only had one arm, and his balance was much worse, and one accidentally fell to the ground with a "poof".

A pit bull pounced on the child, pushed the child to the ground, and bit the one-armed child directly on the neck with a bloody mouth.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sense was like a tide, and he rushed towards the pit bull with his boundless anger, and he arrived next to the pit bull in less than a blink of an eye.

"Beast, get out!"

A cold drink was like a muffled thunder, and the pit bull who was about to take his mouth was shocked, turned his head to look at Mo Fan, and let out an unwilling bark, and several pit bulls returned to the kennel with their tails between their legs, never daring to come out again.

The child who was knocked down, his eyes were closed, his body was shaking, obviously frightened, and it took a long time to get up, pick up the sky and run quickly, nibbling on the black steamed buns as he went.

The other children looked at Mo Fan in horror, turned around and ran towards the building.

Mo Fan looked at the scenes, and the anger in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt.

These children are supposed to be around their parents, at school, in the playground, and live a carefree life.

However, they were captured by a group of beasts and became their wedding clothes for their cultivation, and they were bitten by vicious dogs, competing with vicious dogs for food, and wandering on the streets in the scorching summer, ice and snow, begging for money for these beasts for their pleasure and cultivation.

He thought there would be a limit to man's evil thoughts, but he found him wrong.

As a doctor, he thought he was murderous enough, but he also felt wrong.

When he arrived at this orphanage, he suddenly felt that it was not enough.

Shortly after the group of children ran in, two men walked out.

Walking in front is the scarface who killed Zhou Jie before.

The other is a young man, in his twenties, and he looks quite good.

But his eyes are full of fierceness, and there is always a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, which gives people a very uncomfortable feeling.

The scarred man looked at the broken gate and frowned at first, but when he saw Mo Fan, he and the young man glanced at each other and smiled disdainfully.

I thought why the enemy came, but a child came, which scared him.

"Boy, you ruined the gate of our orphanage, do you know whose territory?" the young man next to Scar Man smirked.

"I don't know!" Mo Fan stared at the two coldly, his fists clenched.

Whoever this is here, these two are going to die today.

"I don't know whose territory this is, and I dare to go wild here, are you impatient?" said the young man, his eyes full of cruelty.

A kid would dare to smash their door, and since he had come in, he would not go, and their dogs were hungry.

"It's someone who is impatient, but it's not me, it's the two of you. Mo Fan's voice was extremely cold.

This scarred man had a curse mark flashing on his head, and it was he who killed Zhou Jie.

The cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, plus a magic weapon that can break the vajra curse, Ah Hao is not his opponent.

The young man next to Scarface was similar in age to Bai Xiaolong, who was killed by him a few days ago, but his strength was stronger than Bai Xiaolong, and he was already in the late stage of foundation building.

In the later stage of the two foundations, in the earth where the aura and spiritual grass were poor, I don't know how many children would have to become crippled to have their current cultivation.

"I have bad ears, did you hear what he just said?" the scar man plucked out his ears and asked the young man with a sneer.

"He said we were both tired of being crooked. The young man laughed.

Scar Man smiled, as if he had just watched a super funny sketch.

"Boy, I'm really a little tired of being crooked, the people who should be killed have been killed, the women who want to play have also played, and the money is tired, this kind of day is too boring, but it's not easy for you to kill me, I see that your bones are Qingqi, you are a martial arts wizard, you kowtow to me, I will teach you a set of eighteen palms to descend the dragon, and when the time comes, you can kill whoever you want, okay?" The scar man said seriously, his eyes full of banter.

Dare to say that they are tired of living, how can they be spared?

I fooled this kid first, and when he believed it, I threw him into the kennel, and then his expression was very rich.

"Boy, my eldest brother's eighteen palms of dragon descent are amazing, Xiao Feng in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon You know, if he lives in front of my eldest brother, he won't be able to hold up a single move, if you learn martial arts from him, you will want women and women in the future, and you will have money. The young man followed

"Boy, I've never lied, don't believe it, you see. The scarred man said, punching the wall next to him.

With a "bang", the wall shook, and there was an extra hole.

"See, my eldest brother doesn't accept apprentices easily, he only accepts you when he sees that you have a future, why are you stunned, and quickly kowtow. ”

The two sang and harmonized, and what they said seemed to be true.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he shook his head and smiled.

This kind of trick is also played in front of him, hehe.

"I don't need to use the Qigong of Mixed Yuan, my current cultivation, it is enough to kill the two of you. ”