Each room here has a soundproof wall to greatly block the transmission of sound.

But even so, there were still cries spilling from the door, mixed with angry and deplorable manly curses.

"How much effort did Lao Tzu waste to catch you, and you all want to run away before you can make money for Lao Tzu?"

"Do you think you're the biggest bunny in this group, and you dare to and pee on Lao Tzu's head?"

"I'll let you taste the bird right now."

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the door suddenly shattered to slag.

The man's hand that had just unbuttoned paused and looked in the direction of the door in panic.

Could it be that JC has broken in?

When he saw that there was a beautiful girl standing in the doorway, the panic dissipated and was replaced by undisguised greed.

She's sure she'll be able to sell it for a good price.

Ji Luo frowned and stood at the door of the room, his cold eyes became even more eerie and terrifying after seeing the tragic situation in the room.

There is a huge iron cage in the rancid room.

There are more than a dozen children in an iron cage.

The youngest is two years old, and the oldest is only eleven or twelve.

They all wore a collar like dogs, and the collar was marked with a number.

A lot of people here are wounded.

Some of the wounds hadn't healed yet, and they were gurgling and bleeding.

When they heard the loud noise, they looked up excitedly, thinking that someone had come to save them.

However, standing at the door was a young lady who was not much older than them.

The higher the expectation, the more the disappointment hurts.

Some of them could no longer bear the fear of being sold, and they wept loudly.

"What are you crying about? Shut up Lao Tzu. ”

The man yelled impatiently, grabbed the iron rod and walked towards the cage.

"Don't hit ...... They ......"

But after only two steps, his leg was suddenly hugged by the fleeing teenager.

The boy was covered in wounds, and his leg bones were deformed and dragged on the ground, apparently broken.

But even so, he still gritted his teeth stubbornly, and his resolute eyes were ready to see death as home.

"Huh!" The man scoffed, "What? I want to protect others like a man before my hair grows? ”

"Good! If you want to protect them, then I will fulfill you! ”

The man sneered, and raised his iron rod and slammed it into the boy's head.

"Don't beat Brother Hui."

"Lin Hui, get out of the way!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Bad guys, bad guys......"

In a burst of crying, everyone thought that Lin Hui would be beaten to death by a man.

But just when Lin Hui thought that he was going to die, the pain did not come for a long time.

On the contrary, the sudden silence in the room was terrifying.

He opened his eyes in confusion.

The sight was a white and tender palm that blocked the attack of the iron rod for him.

It's a small palm, slender as if it would break off with a single force.

But it was such a palm that saved his life.

Lin Hui will never forget this moment for the rest of his life.

He looked down the palm of his hand.

In the dim light, a delicate girl looked at the man with a smile.

"Uncle, are you called Yan Zhong?" The sound of clarity and clarity is like the holiness of not being stained with dust, and the beauty is like the world full of light.

Yan Zhong was stunned for a moment, feeling that this voice was extremely familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Who are you?"

"Uncle, don't you know Luo Luo?" Ji Luo was hurt.

"Lolo?"

Yan Zhong seemed to remember something, his pupils bulged, and he laughed excitedly.

"You're Kiro?"

"It's me!"

The conversation between the two fell on the ears of the children, and their eyes were like falling into an ice cave when they had just climbed into hope.

They're in a bunch.