"Look at what, don't hurry up and ask for money. If you can't get money, I'm going to break your leg today to beg for money. If it weren't for your good looks, Lao Tzu wouldn't have spent money to support you. ”

The man held a belt in his hand and hit him hard.

Mu Sheng looked at him with dead eyes, he was tied up in this wolf's den just a few days after he came out that day.

The little boy next to him, his eyes signaled him not to resist.

A house, no, it's not a room at all. It was under a flyover, erected in a dilapidated tent.

Inside, a dozen children were covered in dirt, and their clothes were patched.

And he himself wore a patched and dirty garment, which he had pulled out and sold for money for wine and drink.

"Look at what, look at it, see if I don't kill you."

As he spoke, the man raised his belt and pumped it, swearing as he smoked his mouth.

Mu Sheng's small face was hard and terrible, and he bit his lip until there was a taste of blood in his mouth, and he didn't say a word.

Everyone just watched in fear and didn't dare to say anything. Many of them were kidnapped, and orphans bought them.

Some had their hands and feet broken, and their eyes had been gouged out by the residual heat. If it weren't for his good looks, the man said that he would grow up and sell to rich people with special habits, and he would probably become like them.

The people here are all between the ages of 3 and 10, and I heard that they were sold into slavery when they were older.

He'd heard all about it from other people, and he'd been here for more than a month. From the initial desperate resistance, to the current silent endurance.

He has slowly faded away from the immaturity of his childhood, and he knows deep in his mind that it is useless to scream, so he can only seize the opportunity to escape.

The sound of the crisp and cruel belt whipping on his body one after another was so clear.

The pain in his body became more and more unbearable every time, and his teeth bit his lip deadly. Blood ran down his lips and into his teeth, from his mouth to his chin, but he just bit his lip flap to death.

His eyes stared at him viciously, and he didn't say a word. Not a word. At the moment, there are no tears in the grievances, and he deeply knows that Mommy really can't find himself.

"Damn, the wine is gone." The man had finished drinking the bottle, threw down the bottle in his hand, and went to get another bottle.

As soon as he left, the cute girl next to Mu Sheng hurriedly came to his side.

Secretly took out a half-black steamed bun from his underwear. "Brother, eat."

She was only three years old, and her words were not very sharp, if he wasn't too young, he would have been ruined by those people.

Mu Sheng took the black and moldy steamed bun, looked at her deeply, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.

Holding back the feeling of nausea, I devoured the steamed bun. He whispered in her ear, "Don't talk later, sleep next to me." ”

The little girl nodded without hesitation, she believed him.

Every time Mu Sheng saw her, he felt like he had seen his sisters, and he had to escape and find Mommy.

The man was already asleep because he was drunk, and the rest of the children did not dare to talk much and fell asleep.

It was already past one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Mu Sheng quietly woke up the little girl next to him.

The little girl rubbed her hazy eyes. "Brother......

"Shhh......h

The little girl looked at him in horror. "Brother, do you still want to escape? You've escaped a dozen times, and you've been beaten dozens of times, you're ......"

"I'm going to find my mommy, do you know who your mommy is? I'll take you to your mommy. ”

The little girl shook her head, she had lived here since she remembered things.