When Ye Zhengyang saw the appearance of the little flower, he seemed to have become numb, and he had long been accustomed to such a cruel life.

And when the big smoking gun said this, there was a little smugness, as if he was the savior of these poor children.

Ye Zhengyang, who was standing outside the stone gate, saw such a cruel scene, and there was already a fire in his heart, which was about to explode.

This big smoking gun is definitely a brute, damn it!

Ye Zhengyang took out his mobile phone, turned on the button for recording, and secretly recorded the video on the side.

Next, the remaining little beggars came to the side of the big smoking gun with iron basins.

Some little beggars begged for less money, and they were bound to be beaten and not given food, while some beggars asked for more money, so they didn't have to be beaten, and they would be rewarded with two cold steamed buns.

All of this was recorded by Ye Zhengyang on his mobile phone.

Half an hour later, the beggars had all handed over the money they had begged for the day, and the entire bucket was almost full.

Ye Zhengyang roughly estimated that this big smoking gun earned at least three or four thousand yuan today, and if it was like this every day, it would indeed be a lot of income in a month.

And all this money is all exchanged for the sympathy of these beggars with their mutilated bodies, and the disability of these beggars should also come from the hands of this big smoking gun.

For the sake of a few personal interests, so many innocent children have been harmed, and these children are either stolen or robbed.

If a child is lost, the whole family is finished, and these children should be with their parents, and they are the pearls in the hands of their parents, and they cherish them.

Where did they think that the treasure in their arms would be here, beaten and begged for food every day, and one by one they all became this miserable appearance.

People like this can't get rid of their hatred when they are killed ten times.

Seeing this, Ye Zhengyang could not suppress the anger in his heart, and he was completely moved with murderous intent.

At this time, the smoking gun pushed away the little beggars who were surrounding him, and said, "This is up to you." ”

With that, the big smoking gun walked into another stone room.

After the little beggars had handed over all the money, the big hair pulled over a little girl with clear eyebrows, who looked like she was about four or five years old.

The little girl cried very miserably, she was still coquettish in her parents' arms, walking on the street, happy, and fell into the devil's cave in a blink of an eye.

Seeing such a miserable state like hell for her, she was young

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will certainly have an indelible impact on the psyche.

At this moment, what kind of despair and helplessness should this little girl have in her heart.

After Da Mao pulled the little girl over, he quickly pushed her to the ground, and the little girl struggled for a while, and let out a desperate cry from her closed mouth.

Another adult beggar quickly took out a hammer and walked up to the little girl, apparently about to do it.

Seeing this, Ye Zhengyang flew up and kicked the stone door out.

The stone gate was heavy, Ye Zhengyang kicked out angrily, and the heavy iron door was kicked up by Ye Zhengyang.

The stone door slammed into the table in the living room, smashing it to pieces.

The beggar had just raised the hammer and was about to smash it on the little girl's arm when he saw Ye Zhengyang dodge in and break in.

Both of them were stunned and stopped what they were doing, and the rest of the little beggars were also screaming in fright and dodging to the side.

"Who?"

A beggar shouted in Ye Zhengyang's direction.

"The one who wants your life!"

Ye Zhengyang popped out these words from between his teeth, and in a flash, he ran towards the stone room where the big smoking gun had just entered.

The two adult beggars were also unambiguous, and one of them raised the hammer in his hand and smashed it towards Ye Zhengyang's front door.

Another adult beggar pulled out a machete out of nowhere and also slashed towards Ye Zhengyang.

The two middle-aged beggars didn't know where to learn some tricks. When the beggar with the hammer smashed at Ye Zhengyang's door, Ye Zhengyang's figure shook and he dodged, and when he was about to grab his wrist, he flexibly dodged away.

Ye Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, thinking that this beggar could be.

was just a moment of negligence, and Ye Zhengyang's second move fell to heart.

When the beggar slammed the hammer backwards, Ye Zhengyang kicked him on the leg and wrist.

The man fell to his knees with a "poof", and his knees hit the ground, smashing the ground out of a pit, and cracks appeared in the floor of the stone chamber.

The man snorted miserably, and then, Ye Zhengyang grabbed the man's wrist with a small grappler, twisted it directly, grabbed it, and smashed it forward.

At this time, another beggar's machete could be cut, and Ye Zhengyang flew up again, kicked the man's machete away, and then smashed it with a punch

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at the door of the man's face.

The man screamed, threw away his machete, and lay down on his bloodied face.

Ye Zhengyang watched the tragic scene from the window just now, and saw these poor children again, and the anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, all of which gushed out at once.

And these two adult beggars became his outlets.

After a few moves, the two adult beggars were broken by Ye Zhengyang's bones, lying on the ground and spurting blood, and they had no power to fight back.

In fact, the two adult beggars had already been cleaned up by Ye Zhengyang at the second and third moves, and the reason why they continued to fight was completely to vent their anger, otherwise there would be no place to spread the evil fire in their stomachs.

For such murderers, they should be more fierce and cruel than them, so that they can also taste what it is like to be tortured and beaten.

Seeing that the two adult beggars were almost cleaned up, Ye Zhengyang stopped.

Then Ye Zhengyang walked over to the little girl who was lying on the ground crying bitterly, hugged her, and then gently tore off the tape sealed on her mouth.

As soon as the tape was taken off, the girl burst into tears: "Mom, I'm looking for Mom, I'm scared ............"

As soon as he heard the little girl's cry, Ye Zhengyang's heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and he couldn't care about the dirt on the little girl's body, so he directly hugged the girl in his arms.

"Baby, don't cry, it's okay, my brother is here, my brother will send you back to your mother............"

These children were originally children from normal families without any disabilities, but they fell into the hands of demons like Big Smoking Guns, and they became the miserable appearance they are today.

This smoking gun, a hundred deaths are not enough.

How can there be such cruel people in this world, in their eyes, there is only money and no humanity?!

Ye Zhengyang glanced back at the little beggars who seemed to be numb and quietly watched all this, and his heart was also greatly touched.

But the flame of anger in his heart was not extinguished, and he still had to clean up the big smoking gun.

"Don't be afraid, kids!"

Ye Zhengyang said to those little beggars: "I'm here to rescue you out, and my brother will take you home...............

Ye Zhengyang said, already a little choked.

(Should the smoking gun be damned?) Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommended ticket, ask for a collection! ）

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