"You shit, you break I don't know how many plates. Just selling you is not enough to pay for it, and you dare to steal something from the kitchen. A middle-aged man angrily reprimanded, holding a leather whip in his hand and slapping a small boy in anger.

"You loser, eat me, use me! Now that I'm bold, I actually want to kill me by fighting a dead man! If someone dies in the restaurant, who would dare to come to me to eat and drink. I won't kill you, a rabbit cub, I'll write the three words of Du Sanye upside down. ”

Du Sanye's leather whip was bought in the hands of an old hunter, and the workmanship and texture of the leather whip are very good, especially when it is whipped on a person, the whipping sound of the leather whip is not only crisp, but also each whip can take half a life to the beaten. Every time Du Sanye took this leather whip to beat the little guy who made a mistake, the little guy finally knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and Du Sanye liked this leather whip very much.

However, a teenager he recently bought repeatedly made him angry. Just because the young man has a very hard temper, Du Sanye beat the young man with the leather whip he was proud of more than once, and the young man gritted his teeth and did not let out a trace of begging for mercy in his mouth. The more the boy is like this, the more angry Du Sanye becomes.

On weekdays, he endured the boy breaking the plate, but now he brought back a dying man and brought this 'dead man' to the restaurant. Du Sanye swore that this time he would beat this rabbit cub to death.

This is a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, and his body is covered with shocking whip marks, some of which are relatively new, and some of which are old, which shows that this teenager lives a life of abuse on weekdays.

"Little rabbit, human life is not worth much these days. As long as you and I Du Sanye are soft, and dispose of this dead man unconsciously, Du Sanye can spare your life. ”

The little young man's expression was indifferent, but when he heard that Du Sanye asked him to throw it to the person he picked up, his indifferent expression was moved, "She is not a dead person, she is still alive." ”

"Alive? There is only one breath left, it is no different from death, hurry up and throw it out, otherwise Lao Tzu will throw you out. Du Sanye threatened fiercely.

However, what made Du Sanye even more annoyed was that this little boy actually came up with him.

The little boy stood up, he took out a package from the bed, there were only two changes of clothes in it, he tied the package over his shoulder, and quietly picked up the dying girl on the bed.

"You kid, dare to step out of this door, you think you can come back." Du Sanye was angry, waved the leather whip in his hand again, and beckoned to the girl on the young man's back.

The young man noticed the leather whip swung by Du Sanye, and when he turned around, the leather whip fell on the young man's face.

On the already sallow face, there was a shocking whip mark with a hint of blood. The young man's face was hot and painful, and his tone was indifferent, "Third Master Du, this whip is considered to repay your kindness for taking me in." ”

After speaking, the young master disappeared into the night without looking back.

Standing on the wide street, the young master was at a loss in his heart, he didn't know where he was going. Although Du Sanye is not a good person, he also has a full meal to eat in his restaurant.

He looked sideways at the woman who was lying on his back, not knowing when she would die, and his heart was full of hesitation.

God knows how he saw this unconscious woman lying by the stream, and how he took this woman back to the restaurant.