The thought flashed through me, and then the black hood on my head was roughly pulled down, and I could see my surroundings clearly.

The men in black carried me into a barn-like room, but it wasn't grain.

It's children!

Some of these children were one or two years old, some were seven or eight years old, and some were even fifteen or sixteen years old.

So many small ......

The Yin and Yang Shop, Chapter 47: They ...... They? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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