Referring to being injured, Mengmeng suddenly thought of something, her little face turned pale, she began to cry again, and said to Zhang Jun: "Little brother, if you cure me, they will beat me again, what can I do?"

Zong Yuan was taken aback, and hurriedly asked Mengmeng: "Why?"

Meng Meng wiped her tears, because her little face was full of ash, so this wipe was wiped into a wedge face, cute and pitiful, her big eyes were wide open, as if she thought of something extremely terrible.

"Little brother, they say that only when we are injured will there be pity and make money. Some of the children here look pitiful, and some don't. And they said that I had no pity for me, and that they had wounded me. She pointed to her miserable calf, "This place has been beaten several times, and every time it is good, they are injured, and it hurts when they hit." ”

Qinglian's little face was full of compassion, and she whispered: "Poor Mengmeng, don't worry, with me and Brother Zongyuan, no one will beat you."

Meng Meng seemed to hear the best news in the world, and she asked in surprise, "Really?" Won't anyone hit me again?"

Zong Yuan nodded very seriously: "No one will beat you, not only you, but everyone here will not be beaten again."

Meng Meng immediately became happy, her little face was full of smiles, she took Zong Yuan's hand and said, "Little brother, are you hungry?" I have something to eat. As she spoke, she looked sneaky, and took out a piece of cake from her bosom like a treasure, the pastry had been squeezed into shape, and the surface layer was gray and black, and it had become moldy and spoiled.

Zong Yuan's nose suddenly became sour, when he was at the base, he always picked fat and thin every time he ate, and Lin Xian always coaxed him to eat more nutritious and good medicinal food. Now compared with Mengmeng, how happy life is in the base, and how much his parents love him.

He smashed the spoiled cake on the floor and pulled out a bag of dried fruit from home in his pocket. This dried fruit is not ordinary, it is picked from an elixir, and ordinary people can eat it to strengthen their bodies, prolong their lives, and improve their spirits.

Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, she took the dried fruit she had never seen before, carefully peeled one and tasted it, only to feel that it was extremely delicious, she couldn't help but smile, her big eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and said, "Little brother, thank you."

Zong Yuan said: "Eat, I'll have it after eating."

Meng Meng was completely attracted by the food, peeling one and eating one, with a happy face. On the side, Zong Yuan's little face was murderous at some point, and Qinglian felt that he looked very similar to his master when he was angry. Whenever Master showed such an expression, it often meant a killing, a bloody storm.

She was a little scared and whispered, "Brother Zongyuan, what are you going to do?"

Zong Yuan pointed to the people in the factory and said coldly: "Qinglian, look at these more than 100 people, many of them have been abducted, they have left their parents, endured all kinds of torture every day, begging like clowns on the streets, and this qiē is to make money for those who are inferior to beasts. So many people have been victimized, such a big incident, why is no one care? What about the police? What about the government? What about the so-called non-profit organizations? Do they all eat?"

Qinglian sighed lightly and said, "Brother Zongyuan, there is always darkness under the sun, and no one can be perfect."

"But I can't tolerate such an inhuman thing in my eyes!" Zong Yuan's eyes became more and more cold, "Dad told me that I only do things with my heart, and if I am angry in my heart, I will kill someone!" ”

Qinglian is a gentle character, she actually did not object, it can be seen that the practice of these people is also extremely hateful, she thought about it and said: "This matter is too big, our filial son can't be the master, 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." With that, he took out a miniature headset from his pocket. The headphones were so small that they couldn't even spot the triangular eyes, otherwise they would have confiscated them a long time ago.

Zong Yuan pressed lightly on the earphones and put them in his ears. After a while, Xiao Qiang's voice came from inside: "Little brat, what are you looking for me?" Xiaoqiang's tone was not good.

Zong Yuan's voice was a little low: "Uncle Qiang, you have to help me, I have to deal with a group of bad people."

"Little things." Xiao Qiang said, "If you have any requests, tell me directly, and I will convey the order to the Fugui Gang." ”

"Okay, I'm not hanging, stay in touch." Zong Yuan said.

After the call, Zong Yuan talked to the filial sons around him one by one, and soon he figured out what kind of evil organization this was. This group, known locally as the Beggar Gang, is found all over the country, in every city.

Some teenage children told him that if he met a beggar on the street, eight out of ten were beggars. These people are covered by forces behind them and are well-informed.

In the beginning, these people just recruited some physically disabled children from the countryside to help them beg. Slowly, they discovered that it was a very profitable business, because a beggar could easily earn more than 10,000 yuan a month.

The more money they make, the darker their hearts become, and they begin to become unscrupulous in order to make profits. The ranks of beggars grew cold, but they were still not satisfied, and they could not receive enough disabled people to beg in pity. As a result, they began to buy 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, you can earn the sympathy of passers-by, and you can get more money.

Some filial sons were injured again when they were injured just now, and so many people died because of this. In just one year, the cold bodies of six children in the large factory were thrown out in the middle of the night, and no one knew where they were dumped.

Not only that, but these people are getting bolder and darker, and they are beginning to turn to the more lucrative trade in human organs. The children were handicapped, but their organs were normal, so everyone had their blood drawn and their genetic information recorded.

Once a hospital in China needs a certain organ transplantation, it will be dispatched as soon as possible to communicate with the family members of patients who need organs. In this way, they can make hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of profits at one time.

Perhaps for this reason, although the people here are ruthless, they do not want to beat people to death, and the children can eat enough on weekdays, but they can't freeze in winter. It's not that they have a good heart, but that they're afraid that if their filial son dies, they won't have anything to earn.

The more he listened, the more angry Jong Yuan became. What shocked him even more was that there was more than one similar "big factory" across the country, and almost every more developed city had such a place, which was called the headquarters of the beggars.

"Shameless!" He cursed in his heart and clenched his fists hard.

When Zong Yuan asked the filial sons around him, and when it was time for lunch, two young men with angry faces came over with two large basins, one for vegetables and the other for rice, both of which were very rough things. And the filial sons rushed up, snatching food, and there was chaos in the factory.

The two young men smiled and pointed beside them, their eyes indifferent. One of them kept glancing, and finally stopped at Qinglian and Zong Yuan. Since the two of them didn't go to grab the food, it looked very conspicuous. One of the yellow-haired young men had bright eyes when he saw Qinglian, and he grinned at his companion. Wickedly smiled and said, "How is this chick?" Pure or impure?"

The other touched his chin, looked Qinglian up and down with malicious intentions, and nodded again and again: "It's a beautiful embryo, but it's a pity it's a little small."

"It's okay if you're small, my brother is just like this." The yellow-haired young man smiled grimly, and then walked towards the two.

Zong Yuan heard the yellow-haired young man's words clearly, his eyes flashed murderous, raised his head, and looked at the two approaching.

When the yellow-haired young man saw Zong Yuan's clear eyes, his heart tightened for no reason, he didn't like this feeling, he frowned and asked, "Boy, why don't you eat?"

Zong Yuan 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."

At the moment when he stretched out his hand, the yellow-haired young man suddenly thundered in his mind, and suddenly jumped up. He woke up as if from a dream, a little confused, then touched his stomach and said eagerly, "I'm starving, I'm so hungry."

As he spoke, he hurried to the two food bowls, pushed the filial sons away in a few clicks, and then ate them violently in the food bowls. He gobbled up, his eyes full of hunger, and he was a starving ghost.

The pale golden brilliance in Zong Yuan's eyes flashed, although he had not condensed his true power, his spiritual cultivation had already surpassed ordinary people, and he had entered the realm of enlightenment last month. Zhang Jun once taught him the Heart Disc Technique, and Zong Yuan learned it extremely quickly, coupled with the purity and strength of his soul, the power of the Heart Disc Technique was actually not below Zhang Jun.

He had a thought, and the young man immediately felt extremely hungry and wanted to eat very much. He kept eating, ate all the vegetables, and then started eating again. Another young man is stupid, what's going on? He kept shouting in the back: "Little poison, what are you doing?" You eat this too?"

But the yellow-haired young man Xiao Poison ignored him at all, he ate frantically, and soon his stomach bulged high, but he still kept eating. He was very hungry, and this hunger was incomparably intense. But his mind was still clear, and he knew that if he ate like this, he would eat himself to death, but he couldn't stop.

The more he ate his stomach, the more uncomfortable he became, the more intense the fear on his face, and he was already in tears. The young man on the side was frightened, he kept retreating, and muttered: "Retribution, it must be retribution, ghosts, there are ghosts!" He yelled, turned and ran.

The surrounding children were so frightened that they hid aside, because this yellow-haired young man often beat them, and the children had a great sense of fear in their hearts, and they didn't dare to get too close.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a suit arrived with a group of people. This middle-aged man's suit is a famous brand, a set costs tens of thousands, his leather is shiny, his hair is combed neatly, and he looks like a pampered rich man.

The young man who ran to call people before pointed at Huang Mao with a frightened face and said, "Brother Hai, look, Xiao Poison seems to be crazy and keeps eating." Brother Hai, do you think he has hit an evil spirit?"

Brother Hai frowned, he was more taboo about "bumping into evil" after all, he did too many bad things, and he was restless, so he immediately scolded: "Fart, hit your mother's evil!" Then he glared at him, and shouted viciously to the yellow-haired youth: "Little poison! Stop! ”

Xiao Poison ignored him, he was already extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't stop, he made a "whine" sound in his mouth, and wanted to say something, but unfortunately Brother Hai couldn't hear it clearly.

Brother Hai was slightly shocked in his heart, could it really be evil? He immediately waved his hand: "Hold him down!"

Two strong men came out in response, stepped forward and pressed the little poison to the ground. One of them threw his fist and hit Xiao Poison in the face, breaking his teeth and filling his mouth with blood.

But with such a violent struggle, the little poisonous stomach qi rolled, and he suddenly screamed, burping out of his mouth, and then spit out countless half-digested food with a "wow". But then, he convulsed all over his body and screamed like a ghost.

Haitou's back was cold, and the hairs all over his body exploded, and he took a step back, looking shocked.

The two strong men also retreated, and one of them said suspiciously: "Brother Hai, he is holding on."

Brother Hai reacted and hurriedly said, "Quick, send to the hospital!"

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