The upstairs room was always the only girl, and no one else.

The girl sat crampedly on the bed wrapped in a yukata, waiting for fate to arrange for her.

Tang Mo waited for a long time, so long that he was about to fall asleep in the corner, when he saw a man walk in from the main entrance of the house.

The man was in his forties, in a suit, he didn't come alone, he was accompanied by two retinues.

Two attendants stood guard at the door of the house, and the man went up to the second floor alone.

Look at what kind of base leader he looks like, or someone with status.

But in these last days, what kind of woman with status can't get it, so why come here to have fun?

There is only one reason, and that is that this man is a well-dressed hypocrite on the outside.

It is likely that he also created a positive image of a happy family, so he only dared to do these unseemly things behind his back.

The last days are a carnival of moral degradation of ordinary people, and many of those who stand in high positions still have to maintain a decent image.

Only in this way can it be credible and convincing.

No wonder Brother Tiger dares to do these despicable things with such fanfare.

It seems that the grasshoppers above have already been dotted up and twisted into a rope before seeking shelter.

Of course, women are only one aspect, and the large amount of money and resources that are obtained should also be divided a lot.

Tang Mo remembered the face of the middle-aged man who had gone up to the second floor in his mind.

I knew everything I needed to know, and there was no point in staying here any longer, so I climbed out of the window at the end of the first floor.

There are people brought by the middle-aged man at the door now, so it is naturally inconvenient to swagger out from the gate again.

Tang Mo jumped out of the house and came to the warehouse where the children were kept.

It was already dark now, but the door of the warehouse was surprisingly open, and there was a loud noise inside.

Tang Mo hid behind a tree and looked at the situation inside the warehouse with his spiritual power.

The picture that catches the eye seems to make Tang Mo feel that the place where he is is not in the world......

In the same dim light in the warehouse, there were the frightened faces of children.

Most of the children were between three and eight years old, and each one was skinny and malnourished.

Such a big child hasn't experienced anything yet, and he is the most obedient and scared.

At this time, the children were all huddled at the base of the wall, and their bodies shook into a sieve and looked at the center of the warehouse.

In the middle of the warehouse, there was a small bed, and a little boy who looked to be about seven or eight years old was tied to the small bed.

The little boy was surrounded by two men, one of whom was sawing his legs with a saw.

Blood splattered ......

This picture even Tang Mo, who was accustomed to seeing blood, couldn't bear to look at it, but the children's eyes widened one by one.

"Open your eyes and take a good look at me, this is the end of disobedience! If anyone dares to close my eyes today, I will throw him tomorrow and feed the wolves. ”

The West China base only protects children under the age of seven, and there is no way to touch porcelain when they are over seven years old.

Children who are older than the age are not only useless, but they also have to eat more, and they are easy to cause trouble when their minds are active, so as long as the children here are seven years old, they will not stay.

Anyway, they are going to die, so it's better to make an example of these children in the warehouse, so that their living hearts can be recycled.

They are all a few years old, and when they are so frightened, they will no longer dare to be disobedient.

Ruthless, really ruthless.

The boy with the wooden bed earrings soon died of blood loss, and he lay there motionless, like a dead fish.

Hell on Earth, I guess it's the scene now.

The human cub who should have been protected the most is now forced to accept the bloodiest and cruelest side of the world.

Children are not easy to feed, especially in the last days.

What's more, the children here have to artificially hurt them every day so that they can go out to touch porcelain, a total of more than a dozen people, and everyone is more or less injured.

Even Yuu's child has lost part of his body and is already very weak.

Among the dozen or so children, Tang Mo saw the little girl who touched himself during the day, the little steamed bun.

Xiao Mantou did not snuggle up with most of the children, but shrunk in the corner by himself, watching all this in front of him.

There didn't seem to be any fear on her face, but the small fist clenched under her sleeve betrayed her.

This child is also afraid of all this in front of him, as well as all this he will face in the future.

Tang Mo likes such stubborn children, compared to those cubs who can only cry, escape, and be afraid, only in this way can they better survive in the last days.

No matter what kind of environment you are in, you must be brave, strong, and positive to find a way out for yourself, which is the correct attitude towards the end times.

Compared with the women in another warehouse, the dozen or so children in this warehouse are obviously living a more horrible life.

And compared to those women, Tang Mo obviously has a different mood for these children.

After all, on one side are adults with the ability to think and behave independently, and on the other side are the flower bones of the hell that has just come to the world and suffered a direct fall from the end of the world.

They should have been carefree in their mother's arms, but they were still ignorant and didn't even have the ability to protect themselves.

The world is really too cruel.

She was going to take these children out, this was the thought that rose in Tang Mo's heart after seeing the wet eyes of these children.

She didn't do it, she had the ability, she had to do what she felt she should do.

The two men dragged the plank bed and the dead boy out and disposed of it, and the door to the warehouse was left wide open, unguarded.

A child had just died in front of them, and the man was very confident, and at this time the children in the warehouse were all scared and stupid, and no one dared to act rashly.

What's more, there is no one who does not know that they can't escape from this fence, and even if they leave the warehouse, there is no point.

Xiao Mantou watched the two men drag the dead boy away, and his eyes stayed at the exit.

In the sky outside the door, the moon hung brightly.

So close, yet so far.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Xiao Mantou's eyes, it was the very special sister he had seen in the morning.

Wasn't that sister locked up in the warehouse next door?

She seems to be waving at herself?

Tang Mo knew that the little steamed bun had seen him, so he beckoned her to come out.

Not all of us have the courage to take that step after something so horrific.

Tang Mo also wanted to test it to see if what he did next was worth it.

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