In this way, I was rudely stuffed into a sack by three traffickers.

Because the third child lied about the "military situation" and said that I was not in the toilet, in order to make up for the mistake, the sack was carried by the third child.

Xiao Ai was on the side, watching me being caught and taken away, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to pull the sack off the third child's shoulder, but her white jade hands passed through the sack again and again, and she couldn't catch me at all.

At this moment, it is very appropriate to use powerlessness to describe Xiao Ai.

"Brother, brother......" Xiao Ai continued to work hard, and an impotent voice spat out of her crying mouth.

I said I wanted to protect me, but now I'm in danger, and Xiao Ai can't do anything.

Hearing Xiao Ai's shout, my heart was very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, brother will be fine, don't worry."

I said this to Xiao Ai from the bottom of my heart, and I don't know if she can hear my heart.

At this time, I was in a very bad situation...... In the black sack, my hands and feet were tied with hemp rope, and even my mouth was stuffed with a gray rag.

However, I didn't seem particularly scared.

Isn't it just that someone got caught, it's not a big deal...... That's pretty much the mindset of indifference.

Time flies, and I don't know how long I slept in the sack, but when I woke up, I was woken up by pain.

When I arrived in the dim and cramped basement, the third child directly put down the sack, pulled the hole open, and poured me out of it.

You read that right, he poured me out of the sack.

Can you take care of the children who have not yet grown up? I'm not more than two days old.

"Nima, is she sick? Lao Tzu slept well. ”

The third child's fall can hurt me.

I lay on the muddy ground, blowing into the palm of my skin, and cursed unpleasantly.

"Huh." The third child patted the back of my head and sneered, "Lao Tzu carried you out of the hospital far away, but Lao Tzu was tired." ”

The third child shook his swollen arm, knocked his sore calves, and his tone was even more unpleasant, "You're good, on Lao Tzu's back, sleep so sweetly,!" ”

The more the third child spoke, the more angry he became, and he directly slapped me three times.

It hurts.

Can you respect me as a child, what should I do if I am so heavy and killed?

"Didn't you arrest me? Still tired of carrying me? I pouted aggrievedly, very dissatisfied.

"Hey, you ......" the third child pointed at me, and was speechless for a while.

"Haha, third child, you also have a time when you are deflated." The boss laughed.

"That's it, this kid is obviously smarter than you." The second child also laughed.

The third child's face was ugly, he slapped his thighs with both hands, got up, and said viciously, "Okay, you wait, wait for you to look good." ”

The third child dropped a cruel word, and then walked to the side.

Taking advantage of this time, I began to look at the basement.

The area is not large, only a dozen square meters, almost all around is closed, and there is an iron gate at the door that only allows one person to pass through.

A dim yellow light bulb hangs overhead.

Visually inspect this basement, which is only two meters high.

Then, in the corner, there was a rather large iron cage, in which seven or eight children were imprisoned, both male and female, ranging in age, and the oldest was eight or nine years old.

These little children, curled up, leaned against the corners of the walls deep in the cages, shivering and looking at them with fear.

Next to the iron cage, there is a "bed" made of marble with a height of about one meter.

There are a lot of things on the bed, daggers, knives, whatever, everywhere, all kinds of things, everything.

There is also a bloodstained white curtain next to the bed to prevent others from peeking.

These traffickers cut off the organs of small children and soaked them in vessels soaked in a colorless liquid to prevent them from rotting.

As for the bodies of the lost children, if they have time to dispose of them, they will either burn them and bury them alive, and those that are not disposed of will be thrown aside.

Some of the children had their hearts gouged out, some had their eyes cut off, and their deaths were particularly tragic.

The air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Ordinary people can't help but vomit when they see this, but I'm used to such bloody scenes, so when I see these dead children, what comes out of them is pity and hatred for these traffickers.

The third child took a blood-stained knife and shook it in front of my eyes, "See, you will be like them, you will be cut open by this knife, right straight up, and then I will put my hand in and pull out all your internal organs, haha......"

The third child laughed madly.

I looked at the third child in horror, and my eyes showed deep fear.

It's not that I'm scared because I heard the words of the third child, but from the time I appeared in this basement, I haven't seen any trace of Xiao Ai.

She's not going to have an accident, is she?

I started to panic.

When the third child saw that my expression had changed, he thought I was afraid.

"What? At this time, you know that you are afraid? The third child laughed louder and more crazy, "Wasn't it quite energetic just now?" Now cowardly? ”

"Heh, I really didn't expect that there would be such a perverted soul hidden under your poor skin." I rolled my eyes at the third child and sneered disdainfully.

"Scold, scold, I'll listen." The third child played with the knife and smiled contemptuously, "Wait a while, I will use this knife to cut your head bit by bit." ”

"Don't worry, I won't kill you anytime soon, I'll torture you slowly and make you feel the pain of your head being separated...... Haha, the thought of that scene makes me tremble with excitement. ”

The third child finally revealed his murderous true colors.

"So, before that, you can scold as much as you want, because wait, you won't have that chance, haha......"

Glancing at the third child, I really don't want to talk to him anymore, this group of perverted murderers who kill children will be punished sooner or later.

It's just that those dead children should have grown up happily under the wings of their parents, but because they fell into the hands of these traffickers, they lived a dark life like children in iron cages, and then they were tied to the "bed" and tortured by this group of psychopaths, and then died a painful death, really, very miserable.

And what can I do?

In addition to the power of that "evil thought", I am no different from these weak children, I will also be tortured to death, and these traffickers will find new targets.

How should the power of this "evil thought" be used?

What the hell can I do to save these innocent children?

"Hey, you're not going to be scared silly, are you? Why don't you speak? "The third child has always enjoyed the child's frightened expression, but when I heard his threatening words, I was indifferent, which made him very bored.

"If you want to kill, kill it, what is so much nonsense?" I replied impatiently.

"You're looking for death." The third child was immediately angry, and the hand holding the knife stabbed me directly in the head.

Undeterred, I stared straight at the sharp tip of the knife, closer and closer to my pupils.

"Third child, stop." The boss suddenly scolded.

The knife, less than a few centimeters away from my eyes, stopped.

If the boss shouts a little later, or the third child doesn't listen to the boss and stops in time, then my eye is afraid to be wasted.

"Miss Yang said let's find a clever child, and she will come to adopt her in a few days, I think this child is good and brave enough."

From the moment I got out of the sack, the boss has been observing my every move, although I have shown a look of fear during this period, but more than that, I have reflected the maturity that children should not have.

Especially at the last moment, the third child's knife was about to stab me in the eye, and I was still able to keep my composure, which made the boss feel that I was the most in line with the conditions proposed by Miss Yang.

"To be brave is to be brave, but is it too brave? Besides, what Miss Yang wants is a boy who is three or four years old, and he is estimated to be seven or eight years old. The second said with some concern.

"Big brother, second brother, you don't really want to sell the child to that Miss Yang, right?" The third child was shocked, "We are reselling children's organs, not selling the whole whole child to others." ”

"If he goes out and tells the police everything he saw today, we're all going to be doomed."

What the third said is not unreasonable.

"What are you afraid of, we have professional hypnotists and professional equipment, so it's not difficult to make children lose their memory?"

"Miss Yang is a big fish with an unfathomable background, if we can catch her, it will be an absolute good thing for us."

The eldest first solved the third child's concerns, and then said to the second child, "What I am worried about now is the same as the second child." ”

"The children that Miss Yang wants can't be old, but it's too difficult for us to find a child who fully meets her requirements in such a short period of time."

"Could it be that we want to let Miss Yang pick one of the little boys in the cage?"

The boss pointed to the child in the iron cage and asked rhetorically.

"That's right, at least the children caught today are more in line with Miss Yang's conditions than the ones caught before." The second child agrees with the boss's point of view.

"Whatever you want." The third child has an indifferent attitude.

"Okay, that's it, lock him up first, and then before Miss Yang comes, let's catch a few more children, if there's a better one, then don't use today, okay?"

"I agree." "I'm okay with that."

The second and third unanimously passed the decision of the boss.

So, I was put in an iron cage, and the three traffickers, locked the iron door of the iron cage, went out.

When I entered the iron cage, the children looked up, looked at me, and then lowered their heads again.

I couldn't see any sparkle in their eyes, what I saw was a deathly silence.

This group of children has no hope of being alive.

They are like having their souls extracted, and they are alive.

And in the innermost part, there was a little girl with messy hair and dirty that caught my attention.