"Look where you're going!" said the middle-aged man, grabbing the boy by the collar and gritting his teeth.

The young man looked at his left foot calmly, his head was smashed out of the slam, and the blood flowed into his neck, it hurt terribly, it was terrible to burn, but he didn't care about the injury on his head, it was the numb left foot in the electricity, compared with the part below the knee that couldn't move at all, the discomfort of the bite of ten thousand ants was nothing at all.

It's not fluid accumulation, it's not inflammation, otherwise it will be swollen and painful, it must be a nerve problem that will be so numb, and nerve problems can't be solved by surgery, if you can't find the cause, your left foot may never move again, if you can't cure it, even if you recover, you will have the same problem in the future, and this is a disease, not an injury, the problem will always exist, even if you die, let the time go back to sixty-four seconds ago, you still have to be lame.

The situation was so serious that the boy couldn't bear it, and he just stared blankly at his left foot, ignoring everything that was happening around him.

The fist hit him in the ear, knocking him to the ground, and then kicked the boy in the back, and two other people arrived, and the three of them kicked and beat the boy desperately around the boy lying on the ground.

The boy shrunk as if he couldn't feel the heavy punches and feet, and hugged his left foot, hoping to feel the pressure of his fingertips.

The young man was in a trance, he didn't know where he was, his nose smelled the peculiar rancid smell of vegetables, and he remembered the scene of being caught and slapped after stealing food a few years ago.

Until a familiar voice sounded: "What are you doing?

The boy was still like a dream, and although he could hear, see, and smell, he could not return to reality, and he felt his body pressed down, and the man shook him vigorously, but his gaze remained on the numb, immobile foot.

It wasn't until a pair of small hands pressed against the knee of that foot that he felt warmth, the first sensation in the knee since he lost consciousness.

The pain and screaming were useless, but the warmth woke him up, and the boy's eyes finally rolled to the man who pounced on him.

The little girl came here for some reason, her body threw herself on the boy, protecting him, grabbing the clothes on his waist with one hand, holding his knees with the other, crying very sadly, tears kept staying, and her mouth kept asking, "What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? Wake up......

Another kick came over, and the boy raised his hand to block it, looked around, and saw that those people were still kicking him, although he didn't deliberately hit the little girl, but when she rushed over to protect him, he was still hit.

The boy looked at the shoe print on her back and frowned.

The people in the vegetable market were scolding those people, but they didn't dare to come up and pull them, but fortunately, the security guards also arrived, squeezed into the crowd, and pulled the people away.

"What's wrong with you? There's a lot of blood, woo......" The little girl breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the boy's eyes were in focus again, and knelt beside him to wipe her tears, crying loudly.

The boy wiped the side of his head, and he could clearly wipe the hole that was smashed open by the scale, and his hands were full of blood, but what he cared about was not this blood, but the footprints.

It was a leather shoe stepped on, and judging from the silhouette of the leather shoe, it was kicked by the middle-aged man in a suit.

The young man struggled to stand up, looking at the middle-aged man who was pulled by the security guard, his expression was still calm, but his gaze changed, and anger emanated from his body.

His left foot still did not recover, he was so numb that he could only stand with one foot crooked, the little girl did not know what was happening, just because she saw the boy holding his knee, thinking that his knee hurt again, so she reached out and pressed it, she knew how to press it to relieve his pain.

The boy looked around, saw a fragment of a flower pot, pushed the little girl away, jumped over without saying a word, leaned over and picked up the fragment of the triangle, held it in his hand, and jumped towards the middle-aged man.

", still don't let go? believe it or not, I'm going to call someone to kill you right away. The middle-aged man was pulled by the security guard, kept struggling, and when he saw the young man jumping towards him, he kicked out, "Fuck you, how dare you?"

The boy could only jump and walk on one foot, and there was no way to dodge it, and he was kicked on the stomach, but at the moment when he was kicked, he also grabbed the middle-aged man's foot and was not kicked back.

"Hey......" The young man gritted his teeth and raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, jumped forward again, and at the same time hit the middle-aged man, stabbed the fragments of the flower pot into the opponent's crotch, and then held it hard and pulled it up.

"Ahh

The middle-aged man screamed loudly, struggled harder, and pulled his leg out of the young man's hand, but it was too late.

The fragments of the flower pot went all the way up, pulled up to the lower abdomen, and then went up, cutting the navel, and the young man's hand was also cut, but he didn't care, but instead held the one holding the fragment of the flower pot with his other hand, and pulled both arms up at the same time, until he reached the xiphoid process of the sternum, and finally stopped, and could no longer pull it.

The boy let go of his hand and punched the root of the fragment of the flower pot, knocking the fragment into the stomach of the middle-aged man, and with another punch, he opened the bow and hit it with both left and right, hitting the fragment like a nail, and the fist also hit the middle-aged man in the abdomen.

The middle-aged man's body trembled, and a large amount of blood spat out of his mouth, spraying all over the young man's face.

Including the security guards, the people around were terrified, staring blankly at the young man covered in blood and the middle-aged man who fell to the ground with his internal organs exposed.

The young man took a sip, spit on the middle-aged man's face, turned to look at the little girl, frowned and asked, "Why did you follow?"

The little girl saw the teenager killing for the first time, and she was so frightened that she couldn't cry, she didn't hear the teenager's question at all, so she hurriedly came over and took his hand, pulling him and running out: "Hurry up...... Run, don't get caught by them. ”

"Can't run. The boy let go of her hand, sat down on the ground, and repeated his question.

The little girl stopped running, knelt beside him, bowed her head and said, "I...... I want you to buy me something for girls. ”

"Oh. The boy immediately understood what it was, took out a stack of money from his body and handed it to the little girl, "You go buy it yourself." ”

"No...... Don't worry, what's wrong with your foot?" the little girl sensed the problem.

"I don't know. The boy looked at his left foot and frowned.

"With me here, it'll be fine soon. The little girl moved to the boy's outstretched left foot and massaged his knee.

Some of the people in the vegetable market went to the side and vomited, and some still looked at the two young people who behaved strangely, the little girl was very focused on massaging the young man's knees, and the young man who killed people with the fragments of the flower pot looked at the little girl with gentle eyes.

Just then, the police arrived.

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