This is a refugee camp in Whitehorse. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They were a group of homeless and poor people, similar to the refugee camp in Iron Mine Town, but there were even more people in White Horse City, all of them unclothed and thin.

Yang Ming quickly followed the target.

The little guy is very clever, and will turn his head from time to time to check the situation behind him while walking, and will continue to move forward when he finds that there is no abnormality.

It's a pity that he patronized behind him, but he didn't find a faint figure in the dilapidated house.

Since coming to the refugee camp, Yang Ming has learned a little about the little guy.

The camp is full of gamblers, robbers, prostitutes, women, underworlds, and you may even find traces of demons, but of course there are more abandoned children.

The little guy has no strength, so he must cling to the body of the strong to survive.

Maybe he didn't really want to pass information to Bhaktor, but he couldn't stand the persecution of the people behind him.

Yang Ming came up with several ideas, because it was not uncommon to use children to transmit information in previous lives, and because children lacked lethality, it was easy to be ignored and neglected to prevent problems, but it was better to say that they were the best personnel to transmit information.

Yang Ming continued to follow.

Soon the little one stopped in front of the gate of a large courtyard in a refugee camp.

There were also two fierce and vicious people squatting at the door, these two people were different from the rest of the camp, they were all oily, and they must have eaten meat regularly, and they were very different from the refugees who could not even eat enough outside, and could only gnaw on the bark of grass roots and trees.

"Is it done?"

"The Boss is inside, let's go inside." Both of them knew the little guy, and they didn't interrogate much, so they let him go directly.

Since the little one came here, he seemed a little frightened and timid, and he lowered his voice when he walked.

Yang Ming climbed over the wall again.

"Boss, boss, thing, thing is done."

"The man said, let's start tomorrow night." The little one did not enter the door, but knelt on the ground outside the door, replied very timidly, and put all the gold coins from Bhaktona on the ground, and did not dare to hide any of them.

"Let's go down." A deep voice came from the room, three simple words, which made the little guy feel like he was about to be amnestied, and then two strong bald men appeared, picked up the gold coins on the ground, and clamped the little one, not knowing where to take it.

However, this is obviously not the first time this has happened, and the little guy did not resist.

Yang Ming continued to follow, because he didn't know the specific time of tomorrow's action, and what their plan was.

It should be impossible to open the city gates, Bhaktor's rights are all removed, he can't even connect to the city gates, let alone open them.

The two big men came to a cell, opened the iron cage, stuffed the little guy into it, and then threw a few cold and hard steamed buns and left.

There were a few other little creatures in the iron cage, all skinny and dirty, some of them even had broken arms, legs and feet.

Yang Ming didn't believe that they were born with disabilities, and judging from the scars, it was obviously cruel and human-handed.

"Clever ghost, how are you? Did they hurt you? "When everyone else was gone, the little ones in the cage were all gathered around the little guy named Clever Ghost, the little one who sent a message to Bactor.

"It's okay, just to deliver a letter." The clever ghost is a big ghost, and among this group of little guys, he is obviously the leader, and he is afraid that everyone will be worried, so he patted his chest and comforted him.

"By the way, little seven and little eight, I secretly hid a gold coin outside, and when the rumors pass in the past few days, I will buy you two some medicine." Little Seven and Eight are two little guys who look exactly the same, one with a broken hand and the other with a short foot.

"Clever ghost, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the boss, it's not good to be beaten half to death when the time comes." Xiao Qi Xiaoba said worriedly, they have seen the strength of the boss, once a professional was beaten to death by him, and in the entire refugee camp, no one dared to touch his tiger whiskers.

"Don't worry, I'm hiding it very secretly, and ordinary people can't find it." The clever ghost said proudly.

"Is it hidden?" Suddenly, a mocking laugh rang out.

Then, the two big men who had left came back, still holding a big black dog and a gold coin in their hands.

"Whoa." They threw out a pile of rags, some obviously spoiled bread, a few pieces of iron, and some copper coins, and scattered them all over the ground.

The clever ghost stood on the spot, these things were all things he hid in the secret base, and they were all discovered?

Of course, all of their combined value is not comparable to that gold coin, but the key is that their own private gold coins are discovered by them, and they are finished.

The clever ghost's mind spun rapidly, and when he saw the black dog, he understood the cause and effect, and tried to find an opportunity to escape.

"I'll come back and save you." The Clever Ghost said to his companions, and suddenly emerged from the iron cage.

There was a gap between the iron cages, but the clever ghosts could get out of it, and Yang Ming, who was hiding in the shadows, found that his body had shrunk a large circle out of thin air, and it was originally a twelve or thirteen-year-old body, but it instantly became a four or five year old body, just enough to squeeze out of the iron cage.

This trick didn't even know about the two big men, and it really scared them when they saw the clever ghosts jumping out of the iron cage.

"Don't let him go, dare to break the rules, don't kill the chickens and make an example, you won't be able to manage it in the future." One of the brawny men shouted, already rushing over.

He was a professional, but his rank was not high, but he was not a mere twelve- or thirteen-year-old clever ghost who could be compared, and he was quickly caught up.

The huge hands like a fan clamped the clever ghost, as if they wanted to get rid of the elf ghost alive.

"You, aren't you afraid of the boss's wrath, you still need me to contact you tomorrow." The clever ghost makes a move and grasps the last hope.

"It's enough to send other imps." The strong man said with a hideous face, his arms were exposed, and he had already begun to exert force, trying to strangle the clever ghost with the strange force of his body.

The other little guys in the iron cage of the "Clever Ghost ......" gathered around the fence and slapped the iron cage hard, trying to rush out to rescue the Clever Ghost.

The ghost's face turned pale, and finally turned purple, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.

"Damn, hateful, hateful."

"Why, why is the world so unfair?"

"Why are some people born with fine clothes and food, glory and wealth?"

"Why are we born to be spurned existences, precarious, and unable to control even the most basic life?"

"Why, why, why?" The clever ghost's heart was roaring, he was unwilling, very unwilling.

He has his own ideals, he has his own protection, he wants to be a strong man, protect the people he wants to protect, but unfortunately, now, he is going to die, dying with endless regrets.

"Why?"

"Are people really born with a gap?"

The brilliance in his eyes is gradually dissipating.

"Is that, messenger of death?" Eventually, the ghost faintly saw a hallucination.