Chi Jing never expected that there were also "beggars" here.

The beggar gang, with both good and evil styles, is a gang organization that has really existed in history. Later, it was written into martial arts and became widely known, and it was a veritable "first gang in the world".

Just because from ancient times to the present, the number of people who have fallen into beggars is innumerable, but as long as they are beggars, they can officially join the gang through inspection.

Of course, this "beggar gang" is not the other "beggar gang". When the national crisis was at hand, the leaders of the beggar gang all led the beggars to resist the invasion of foreign barbarians, and it was incumbent on them to defend their families and the country.

But this "beggars" -

In modern times, Chi Jing has paid attention to related news. She vaguely remembered that the show was called "Social Visibility", and the heinous behavior of the criminal gang caused public outrage, which attracted much attention for a while and caused an uproar across the country.

This modern "beggar gang" group uses several cruel methods to inmate people and force them to beg in crowded places, and all the money obtained from the begging goes into the pockets of the leaders of the "beggar gang".

Disabled beggars, who are closely monitored and manipulated, can only be "rewarded" with a steamed bun or bun at each meal, depending on the amount of money they beg, and only on the first day of the Lunar New Year can they get a chicken leg.

So where did these beggars come from?

Some of them were unemployed and homeless people in society, and some were abducted children, but they were not deceived by their fellow villagers, classmates, relatives and friends. When they arrived, they were forcibly locked up, beaten to the point of cripplement, their identity cards confiscated, and all their daily begging proceeds were handed over.

...

The Chu family gave a general explanation to the jade bottle, and Chi Jing listened to it, and it was exactly the same as he guessed.

"They can... You can find a way to escape..."The jade bottle felt sour when she heard this, but at the same time she rushed out, she also knew that she was talking about a dream.

"How do you escape?" The Chu family said sarcastically, but soon his eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly towards one of the extremely dimly lit rooms in the courtyard, "Little onion!" ”

"Hey! Uncle Chu, I'm here! A voice answered.

Everyone looked over, and saw a little boy about twelve or thirteen years old, with clear eyebrows, round face, high nose, and a pair of black eyes inlaid on his fair face. But he didn't use the walk or the run, he used... Crawled over here.

It was precisely because of his movement that Chi Jing noticed that the rooms in this large courtyard had no threshold.

The little onion isn't exactly a climb either. He was lying on a plank with two simple wheels under it, and he pulled the ground with his hands and feet, and with the help of the small wheels, he came to the people.

Yu Bei, He Bifang and the others could see from a distance that his legs were crippled, Huya and the little wolf also saw it, but the youngest Ming'er did not.

"Uncle He, why didn't he get up and walk?" Ming'er raised her head and asked innocently, her clear eyes made it impossible for He Bifang to answer.

Fortunately, Ming'er doesn't have to get an answer.

Little Onion heard it, but soon realized that Ming'er's little doll was much smaller than herself, and smiled unconcernedly. The corners of his mouth kept pouting with a shallow smile: "Uncle Chu, are you looking for me?" ”

The Chu family looked at the smile on the corner of the little onion's mouth, and although they were a little unbearable, they still asked in front of several people: "Little onion, you tell these sons and girls, why didn't you run away after you were captured by those bastards?" ”

The smile on the corner of the little onion's mouth froze.

But after all, he is a man who has suffered endless humiliation and suffering, and although he is thirteen years old, he has read countless people. All the misfortunes he had encountered made him precocious, he was sensitive to the extraordinary bearing of the people in front of him, and he knew Uncle Chu better, so he quickly understood Uncle Chu's intention to ask this.

Uncle Chu is a good person, but good people usually don't die well...

He didn't want to see Uncle Chu starve for the children in the courtyard again. Since Uncle Chu thinks that these people can help the miscellaneous courtyard, then he will cut out his already broken heart and show it to these people again.

"Hello to all the boys and girls." The little onion lay on the plank, and Chong Chijing and the others nodded. His lumbar vertebrae were broken, and he was unable to perform properly.

Next, he started with that day.

...

Little Onion's real name is Yang Cong, a native of Ning County, and his family lives in a remote mountain village in Ning County, living an ordinary but peaceful life.

He still remembers that it was his eleventh birthday, and his mother took him to a market a few miles away to buy some rice noodles and meat, and planned to make him a bowl of longevity noodles in the evening, and also boiled red eggs for him.

And Daddy went up the mountain to chop wood, and he didn't come with him.

He has always been well-behaved and cute, and coupled with his handsome appearance, he has always won the hearts of people in the market. When A-Niang was picking eggs, the little brother who sold candy at the neighboring stall saw that he was born well, so he offered to give him a candy man.

He didn't dare to take it. A-Niang told him more than once that he would not be punished for nothing, and he should never easily accept other people's property. He didn't go over, even if he wanted to taste it, not to mention that today was his birthday.

He and A-Niang went early that day, and there were not many people in the market. After picking the eggs and paying the silver, Ah Niang suddenly had a stomach cramp. The sugar man brother pointed in a direction, he and Ah Niang looked for it, and really found a thatched house, Ah Niang hurriedly ran over, telling himself to wait outside and not to leave.

But as soon as A-Niang walked in, he saw the little brother of the candy seller walking towards him, holding a candy man in his hand, and smiling kindly at himself. Yang Cong thought that the little brother insisted on inviting himself to eat candy, and his heart couldn't help but warm. I was about to shake my head again and push my hand away, but suddenly my eyes went black and I lost consciousness.

When he wakes up, when he wakes up...

...

He found that his feet had been broken in the time he had been unconscious! Even the waist bone was broken! When he regained consciousness, he felt a huge pain, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

There was no light in the room, no light could penetrate it, and there was a thin layer of straw on the floor, and he lay on his stomach day and night on the cold ground and could not move, like a dying mouse. He didn't know where it was, or how long it had been, but he knew that every day someone would come in and give him some medicine.

At first, he thought it was a medicine for him, and thanked the man.

Slowly, he sensed that something was wrong, that the medicine could only put him to sleep, but the pain in his body remained unabated. He refused to drink the medicine, but the man said coldly: "If you don't want to break your hands, you'd better drink it obediently!" ”

He couldn't see in the dark, but his sense of hearing was more sensitive. Almost as soon as the man spoke, he recognized the voice! That's the candy man's little brother!

Why? He clenched his fist angrily and pushed the bowl of medicine aside, and the sound of the bowl falling to the ground was crisp, but it didn't break because of the straw as a cushion, just a dull sound.

As powerless as his anger.

"It's you! I have no grievances with you, why do you want to harm me! He roared and waved his little fist at the bowl of potion that would only put him into a deep sleep, and asked the man through gritted teeth!

"We are indeed innocent of injustice—" The man's voice in the darkness was a scoundrel, and now that he had been recognized, he lit a small oil lamp indifferently.

In this faint light, Yang Cong, who had just turned eleven, finally saw his appearance clearly at this time.