"Xiaoqiu, wake up! Xiaoqiu, wake up!"

From the boundless darkness, an old voice came.

Yang Qiu was awakened by this voice and slowly regained his senses.

Cold, hungry, miserable, shaking...

"Ahh

Yang Qiu gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, but he only saw darkness, and he didn't know where he was at all, he could only know from the shaking of the surrounding space that he should be in a certain car.

"Xiaoqiu... You're finally awake! You're finally awake! Xiaoqiu, you're in danger right now! You have to get out quickly!"

Yang Qiu felt a little familiar when he heard this voice, but for a moment, he couldn't remember who it was.

He reached out and tried to prop up his body with his hands, but only to feel a sharp pain.

Yes... That's right... The bones of my hand have been broken, and my father has done it himself...

Yang Qiu did not panic, but gritted his teeth to endure the pain and tried to keep himself calm.

He knew, he had known a long time ago, that crying would only lead to more vicious beatings, and that no one would protect him.

I was whipped by my mother on my leg, and the wound was very painful, but I could still move, and my hand bone was broken by my father, and I couldn't move, and my body hurt so much... By the way, it was my grandfather who kicked it, and because my leg hurt, I spilled his coffee... Ha, luckily he's old.

"Xiaoqiu, you have to get out quickly!"

The old man's voice grew more and more anxious.

Yang Qiu looked in the direction where the voice came from, and blinked hard, and a blue ghost appeared in front of him.

It was an old man, kneeling on the ground, his face full of anxiety and worry.

Yang Qiu remembered that this old ghost had often come to see him and cared about him before.

But it didn't work, when he was beaten by his father, the old ghost could only roar angrily next to him, and he couldn't do anything.

No one can protect him.

Yang Qiu lowered his head and asked lightly, "Why should I escape?"

The old ghost still said anxiously: "You have been captured by human traffickers, it looks like some illegal research institution, maybe you will be used as experimental materials..."

Yang Qiu was a little puzzled, he was only nine years old, he didn't know what an illegal research institution was, and he didn't know what would happen if he became an experimental material, but from the old ghost's anxious tone, he also sensed something.

"Do you mean to say, I'm going to die?"

The old ghost stopped, nodded hard, his face showed a hint of joy, he felt that Yang Qiu understood the situation, and would definitely find a way to escape, he was so smart, he would definitely be able to...

"Great... I've long had... I want to die. ”

The old ghost froze instantly, and the soul that should have been unconscious suddenly felt cold and piercing.

A childish voice that says "I want to die"...

That kind of desperation that comes to you...

"Click-"

In the eyes of the dead man, tears suddenly flowed, and the old ghost knelt on the ground, wept bitterly, and whimpered: "Xiaoqiu, don't give up, Xiaoqiu! ”

"Escaped, do you want to go back to your father?" Yang Qiu closed his eyes slightly, feeling weaker and weaker: "I don't want to go back again, here... Very good... No one will beat me again..."

"Hey... Wake up, your dad is dead, they're all dead! we get out, I can take you somewhere else, without them... No one will hit you again!Xiaoqiu!"

The old ghost reached out and tried to grab Yang Qiu and shake him awake, but his hand passed through his body.

I can't touch it.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Yang Qiu's mouth: "You can't do anything." ”

The old ghost's whole soul trembled uneasily, his eyes widened with despair, and a nightmarish voice from the depths of his memory sounded in his ears.

"You can't do anything. ”

"Get out of the way, useless old thing!"

"Grandpa, where are you..."

"You can't do anything. ”

...

Yes, I couldn't do anything like I did when I watched my grandson die.

The old ghost slammed his head to the ground, like a completely crushed boxer, giving up all resistance.

Yang Qiu sneered, closed his eyes, and even his breathing gradually stopped.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the dark space around it shook violently, and then completely stopped.

The car stopped.

The old ghost was unmoved, and his face was numb.

"Z-z-"

There was a flickering of lightning, followed by a loud bang.

"Boom!"

The side of the entire truck was instantly twisted and cracked, and the dazzling sunlight instantly covered the interior of the car.

In the huge carriage, there is only a lone iron cage, which is placed in the corner at random.

A scrawny, scarred nine-year-old child lies quietly in an iron cage, like a dog waiting to be slaughtered in a vegetable market.

No, no, the dog still struggles, he doesn't even have the strength to struggle.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

Yang Qiu opened his eyes and saw a tall figure, he saw something in his hand and stretched it out to him.

A fear that penetrated deep into his bone marrow made him tremble involuntarily, and even his pupils were shaking uneasily.

Are you going to get started?

Escaped so far and was also caught?

What is it used this time?

I want to die...

I want to die!

"Smack!"

A soft sound interrupted Yang Qiu's train of thought, and he looked at the playing cards in front of him, so nervous that he couldn't breathe.

However, the expected pain did not come.

Instead, a warm current suddenly surged in the body.

———— a new teammate to get ————

Rice country, the mountain pheasant, the living room of a luxury presidential suite in a hotel.

Luoyang crossed Erlang's legs, sat on the sofa and called Zhang Xianzhong, and there was a cute child sitting quietly next to him.

It's similar to the little boy in the curse.

"Little White Dragon, Yang Qiu is here with me, he is out of danger, as soon as I get out of the horse, the darkness of Mi imperialism has nowhere to hide... I don't know how he was transported to the United States, but I guess this incident has something to do with Kamen, I'm sure Kamen isn't alone, he has a very terrifying armed force and an underworld organization in his hands... What? You ask me what is the evidence? No, no, no, non-existent, I'm just guessing. ”

Zhang Xianzhong was quite speechless, but then he said, "What is Yang Qiu's situation now?"

Luoyang turned his head to look at the lifeless Yang Qiu next to him, and sighed: "The deformity of mental power has increased excessively, and the mind has also been affected, the problem is very serious, and the ability may run wild again at any time." ”

Zhang Xianzhong was silent for a long time, and then said: "I have an institution here that specializes in taking in children like him, so send him over another day." ”

"No, help me with the adoption procedures, I'm going to adopt him. Luoyang rejected Zhang Xianzhong and said: "My intuition tells me that it will be much better for him to stay with me." ”

"Good. Zhang Xianzhong knew that Luoyang's so-called "intuition" had always been very accurate, so he happily agreed, and then hung up the phone immediately.

Luoyang put away his mobile phone and looked at Yang Qiu, who was exuding a dead silence, and suddenly felt a little headache.

Homicide is of course guilty, but manslaughter by a child under the age of 13 is not punishable, and the child's parents or guardians may be blamed and asked for compensation, but the question is... The one who died was Yang Qiu's parents and guardians...

These people have died by themselves, and they have no head and no owner...

So after the police in Luoyang arrested him, he had no choice, either he was sent to Zhang Xianzhong's Little White Dragon Welfare Institute, or he was raised by himself.

Lao Tzu is still an unmarried young man, how can he even have a son? After a while, there won't be another daughter, right?

Phew, crow's mouth, no, no.

Luoyang shook his head, threw away the ominous premonition, and then asked Yang Qiu: "Little pot friend, are you hungry? ”

Yang Qiu turned his head to look at Luoyang, his empty eyes made Luoyang's heart furious, and just when Yang Qiu wanted to speak, the door suddenly opened.

"I'm back~"

A cheerful voice came from the door, Jassica carried a large bag in her hand, closed the door with her feet, and then rushed to the sofa with a puff of smoke, piling two large bags full of snacks in front of Yang Qiu.

The twenty-six-year-old royal sister, like a child, took a snack in front of Yang Qiu and said in that childish voice: "Do you know what this is? chocolate! What about this biscuit bar! And this! Sandwich biscuits..."

The appearance of the eyebrows flying and dancing is simply exaggerated to the extent that even fifty photos can be used as emojis.

Yang Qiu's dead face gradually became confused.

He didn't understand English.

Luoyang held back a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Eat." ”

Yang Qiu glanced at Luoyang, and immediately took the bag of biscuits in Jassica's hand without hesitation, unpacked it and devoured it.

The eyes looked at death as if they were charging into battle, and they didn't taste the taste of the biscuit at all, just stuffed it in their mouths, chewed it, and swallowed it.

"Ahem—ahem—"

Of course, this way of eating, of course, will choke, Jassica got up a little hurriedly to find water, but Yang Qiu's eyes were fierce, he couldn't hold back his cough, and his body suddenly became weak, and then it returned to condensation, and his face returned to normal, so he reached out and opened a pack of snacks, desperately stuffing it into his mouth...

"Stop!" Luoyang helplessly stopped his behavior, looked at his frightened eyes, sighed and took the potato chips in his hand, and then said, "Follow me." ”

After speaking, Luoyang took out a piece of potato chips, slowly put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then swallowed it slowly, and finally looked at Yang Qiu and asked, "Do you understand?"

Yang Qiu stretched out his little hand uneasily, slowly took out a piece of potato chips, and then hesitated for a while, slowly reaching out to Luoyang's mouth.

"Click. ”

Luoyang ate the potato chips with black lines on his head.

Jassica, who ran over with a bottle of water, saw this scene and immediately said unhappily: "What are you doing here?

Luoyang looked innocent, and just as he wanted to speak, he suddenly felt creepy.

Wrong...

Luoyang turned his head to look at Yang Qiu suddenly, and found that he was staring at Jassica with murderous intent in his eyes!

"You're not allowed... Talk to my father like that!"

The invisible yin qi condensed, and instantly formed a hideous big knife, as if it was held by a powerful big hand, and quickly slashed at Jassica!

"Stop!"

Luoyang let out a loud shout and stopped Yang Qiu, and the big knife stopped instantly, only a centimeter away from Jassica's cheek.

Yang Qiu turned his head and looked at Luoyang who was covered in cold sweat in confusion.

Jassica looked at the eerie atmosphere in front of her, a little overwhelmed.

Luoyang took out the tissue on the table, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and suddenly regretted it.

Should I throw him into the Little White Dragon Welfare Home opened by Zhang Xianzhong?