Poor children, who at first struggled and wailed, but later the blood ran out, and their faces turned pale little by little, until they lost their lives in unspeakable pain.

However, that's it, the strong men who slaughtered them still don't let them go.

The corpses of the dead were still warm, and the strong men skillfully sliced off the flesh of their bodies, neatly stacked them in another large basin, and if there was any blood that flowed down, they would carefully collect the blood.

The whole process, indescribably skilled machinery, as if it has been operated thousands of times, is as unhindered as an assembly line.

When all the children had been disposed of, the strong men laughed and walked towards the other children in the cage.

The children shrank desperately into their cages, screaming in an attempt to escape their fate.

But when the strong men heard their screams, they seemed to be extremely excited, grabbed a little girl of five or six years old, grabbed her by the feet and lifted her upside down, and laughed: "Look at the little girl's fine skin and tender meat, when the blood is drained, the sliced meat is used to roast and eat, it must be a delicacy in the world." ”

"I'm not bad about this either!" Another grabbed a four-year-old boy by the collar, removed his clothes, and sucked his saliva and said, "You look at the thin skin and tender meat, used to cook soup, this meat must be fresh, tender and delicious." ”

The child who was caught by the two of them was so frightened that he cried, and the whole person kept struggling, but in the hands of this group of strong men, it was like a chicken struggling under the claws of an eagle, where was there any possibility of escape.

The strong man who grabbed the person laughed, and it seemed to be very enjoyable to see the child struggling and crying.

But suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his calf, and then the little boy who was originally caught in the air by him was pulled back fiercely.

The strong man bowed his head angrily, and soon met a pair of fierce eyes like a wolf cub.

It was a boy about eight or nine years old, with tattered clothes and a plastered face.

Just now, it was the boy who bit the strong man's calf, and then took advantage of the strong man's distraction to snatch the little boy back.

"Dog mongrel, you are impatient to live, you dare to bite Lao Tzu."

The strong man picked up his big fan-like hand and slapped the boy in the face, only to hear a snap, the boy was thrown into the cage, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

However, he did not flinch in his angry eyes, and still glared at the strong man fiercely.

also protected the three children behind him, looking fearless of death.

"Good!" The strong man was completely angered by his eyes, and sneered, "Since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you and let you become a dry corpse first." ”

As he spoke, he squatted down and pulled the little boy out violently.

The three children behind the boy cried "brother" and desperately grabbed the little boy's clothes to prevent him from being taken away.

However, the strength of the strong man was not comparable to theirs, and soon the little boy was carried out like a chicken.

"Stinky boy, soon you'll know what happened to you for offending me...... Whew——!! Stinky boy, you dare to arrest me! ”

A bloody five-finger scratch appeared on the strong man's face, and bursts of hot pain came from his face.

The embarrassed appearance of the strong man caused his companions to laugh, "Chen Laosi, you are really going back more and more, and you can't even deal with a little rabbit!" ”