Chapter 124: Dechai

Looking at the dinosaur and Dechai who fell in a pool of blood, Qin Fen was silent for a while.

It's hard to imagine how this young man's dark and thin body contained such amazing strength and such a strong will, so that he finally fought to kill this dinosaur crocodile. But the ultimate price he paid was his own life.

The body was bitten off at the waist, the sternum was comminuted in multiple places, and the most fatal thing was that a broken rib ballast pierced the heart...... With such an injury, Qin Fen couldn't do anything. I could only watch as the young man's mouth with his lower lip missing opened and closed, and his blood-drenched fingers trembled and pointed not far away, which was the direction in which the silver wolf was shot away.

Then, the weak arm fell suddenly, splashing a puddle of muddy water, and the shy black thin boy fell asleep in silence forever.

Qin Fen's expression was solemn, and he stood for a moment before leaving silently and walking in the direction where the silver wolf fell. Finally, in a sludge-stinky grass hole, he found a silver wolf with blood flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The most obvious sign of this guy being whipped by a cocktail of a dinosaur that could knock a heavy truck down hit him, and the most obvious sign was that the bones in the silver wolf's chest had strangely collapsed into a piece the size of a sea bowl, and you didn't need to look at it to know that all the bones inside had turned into pieces of bone fragments the size of a finger cover.

Fortunately, after this guy turned into a werewolf, his vitality and anti-beating ability increased greatly, although the bleeding from his mouth and nose looked terrible, but he still did not die. When Qin Fen found him, this guy was grabbing a handful of grass hard, exposing his head to the water, gasping and coughing, and with every cough, some pink blood foam would spurt out of his mouth, which was a feature of pierced lungs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the silver wolf's eyes lit up, and he struggled to get up, and shouted and laughed:

"Damn, it's painful! I knew that your kid was a cockroach, and he would definitely not ......."

Before the word "it's okay" could be spoken, he saw Qin Fen's figure out of the corner of his eye, and his smile suddenly stiffened on his face. Licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, he said in a dry and hoarse voice:

"Dechai...... What about the kid? ”

Qin Fen was silent and shook his head.

"Heh, hehe, is it dead?" The silver wolf struggled to sit up and muttered, "It's good to be dead, if you're dead, you don't have to endure the contemptuous gaze of other people looking at the buns, and if you die, you don't have to endure this damn never-ending vicious world, and if you die, you can return to the gods he believes in!" Haha......"

As he said this, the inexplicable liquid slipped quietly from his eyes.

Qin Fen frowned and said:

"Don't talk, let's get to the dinosaur breeding zoo as soon as possible, it should save your life."

The silver wolf looked at him lightly and said:

"Why save me?"

"Because you have a good brother, a brother who is desperate to save your life. So I know that you will never be an ungrateful white-eyed wolf. After Qin Fen finished speaking, he didn't look at the silver wolf's reaction, picked up this guy, and quickly left this land of right and wrong.

"Thank goodness you're okay!"

Nina Qianxue and the two women also escaped, and at this time they were standing with Aijiaer, dealing with the scars left in the process of escaping. Although his body was covered with rotten sludge and he was embarrassed, he finally survived without missing arms or legs.

However, after seeing that the black and thin boy did not follow, several women realized what was happening and kept silent.

The rain had stopped at some point, as silent as when it came suddenly. A beautiful rainbow stretched across the north and south in the sky, and the air was fresh and moist after the rain.

Several people walked silently, and on the way, the silver wolf intermittently and muttered to himself about Dechai's life.

This is the partner he met in the novice trial, when the teenager was even more autistic, because of language and cultural customs, he followed everyone alone like a shadow, which was "Fallout". The silver wolf handed him a bottle of water and a piece of bread on a cold winter night in the ruins of the nuke, and since then he has reaped the most sincere friendship of Dechai.

The silver wolf seemed to be recalling, but his tone was calm, and he said:

"Don't look at him, he's dark, thin, and small, but he's seventeen years old this year. Her mother, I have seen, a woman who has been bent over by the years. ”

He was born in a village near New Delhi, India. Hehe, you guessed it, right? That's right, when his mother went out to seek medical treatment in the black clinic eighteen years ago, she was gang-raped by the men in the hospital, and then there was him. And until now, he didn't know who his father was. ”

Qian Xue showed a look of surprise and disgust on her face, frowned and said:

"How could this happen? Don't the local police care? ”

"Will the police take care of it? The second most populous country in the world, the unsolvable employment problem, the social hooligans who have nothing to do, they are as brutal as the chengguan of my Great Celestial Empire, what do the police do? ”

New Delhi is known as the "strong/rape capital", Japanese female tourists have been robbed by 5 Indian men, and Swiss female diplomats have been subjected to something when they come out of a movie. According to statistics, there is an average of one violent crime against a woman every 3 minutes and a rape/rape case every 22 minutes......

It's a pity that her mother is definitely not a beauty, her family is also poor, and she doesn't even know who the child's father is, so naturally no one is willing to marry her. You can imagine how the kid spent his childhood. ”

"He didn't go to school, not a day. At the age of twelve, he set out to New Delhi with the men of his village in search of work, but unfortunately he belonged to the lowest caste in India, the Shudras, or untouchables. Like other peasants who went to the city in search of employment, he had no education and could only work as a coolie builder. ”

"At the end of last year, when the renovation of a major dormitory at the University of Delhi was completed, the contractor took his wages. The workers who worked with him begged for help in vain, and their relatives were still waiting for them to get their wages back to make ends meet. Eventually, they approached a student union leader at Delhi University. The student union had hoped that the University of Delhi would pay the migrant workers out of humanitarian considerations, and then hold the contractor who absconded with the money accountable, but the university refused. In the end, the head of the student union also disappeared. ”

"Nobody solves it, they are on their own. So they blocked outside the newly built dormitory building and went on a hunger strike to attract media coverage. ”

"The media didn't come, but a group of gangsters from outside the school did. Then, in the midst of the conflict, he was stabbed in the spleen in the confusion, bleeding to death and coming to the Futu Tower. ”

The silver wolf's mood had calmed down, and he smiled and continued:

"After we've gone through two adventures and gained a little self-preservation, he begged me to accompany him back to the real world to see his mother who gave birth to him and raised him one last time."

"His mother, who was only forty years old because of her years of toil, had already grown a wisp of gray hair on her head, and her face was like the peel of an air-dried orange, and she was as black and thin and small as he was. Their dwelling is actually a makeshift slum not far away, no more than 1.5 meters high, no more than 20 square meters in size, dark and dilapidated, sour and smelly, except for the simple stove and pan, it is a wooden bed shared by the family. There are no mosquito nets on the bed, and it is impossible to afford mosquito coils. But there were two girls of seven or eight years old, who were his sisters. ”

"This is my home, and they are my sisters, the eldest is called Aishwarya, and the younger is called Nita." Dechai told me proudly.

I was silent and asked him: Why did you come back? Your mother doesn't know you anymore, and she didn't shed a single tear even when she heard the news of your death. ”

Dechai smiled and said, because this is the place where I was born and raised, and life is not to be desecrated...... Hearing this, I was hehe, another stupid brainwashed by Hinduism /b! ”

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It's a world where you only look at the results, not the process. Most of them are impatient and self-defeating, and the ones who carry the back are killed as soon as they go out. Life is not an online game, and there is no setting to resurrect the corpse, so the loser is doomed to sink and become a stepping stone to the winner.

When it comes to dreams, in fact, everyone has them, some are grand, some are small, some are noble, and some are low.

Dechai is like a reptile living at the bottom of society, he is weak, ignorant, kind, a little rain and dew can be brilliant, a little food can feed. Somewhere in his heart, there must be a small dream that belongs to him, but unfortunately he has no chance to realize it.