The night was distinctly dark, but in this courtyard, the firelight was swaying, and when all the firelight and the crowd gathered around this place, it was extremely crowded, and the bright firelight was reflected here, and in the center of the place around the crowd, the fat man was dragging a skinny eight or nine-year-old boy in his hand, and some children couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts and whispered.

The sound of gongs and drums cleared the noisy sound of the venue.

The fat man was holding Fu Yuan's back collar with one hand, he handed the torch in the other hand to a person next to him, his eyes fell on all the children standing around, his expression was gloomy, and he said coldly, "You all look carefully!"

Saying that, he let go of Fu Yuan's collar and kicked the child's skinny back, Fu Yuan was kicked by him and fell directly to the ground, the dust on the ground flew up, his lungs were slightly itchy, and he coughed twice in a low voice.

He lay on the ground, did not raise his eyes to look at the expressions of the people around him, his head seemed to be lowered into the dirt, all the light around him was surrounded here, but all he saw in front of him was darkness, and all the light did not shine under his eyes.

The little ones who were driven here looked nervously and curiously at the child lying on the ground in the center of the crowd, not understanding what was happening.

"This little rabbit cub, he wants to run away," the fat man said, laughing coldly, and looking around at the children who were watching, "I'm going to show you now, dare to run away... What the end!"

Hearing this, all the children looked at the child with surprised expressions, and they all took two steps away from the center of the field. How dare he run away?!

The fat man said, directly from the hand of one person next to him, took the wooden stick with thick arms that had been prepared a long time ago, and motioned to the other two people to hold Fu Yuan on the ground to prevent him from escaping, but at this moment, the little child on the ground was lying motionless on the ground, letting them move.

The fat man raised the stick in his hand fiercely, he used so much force that those who were close could hear the whirring wind in the air with the stick as thick as an arm, and he did not hesitate to strike the stick, as if this man under the stick was not a thin child who was only eight or nine years old, but an enemy with whom he did not share the sky, and he had the idea of teaching him a lesson and killing chickens and monkeys to deter other restless children, how could he show mercy to his subordinates? Naturally, the harder the better, the more deterrent the better!

"Bang~" There was a crisp sound, as if something was broken.

In this dark night, in such a silent environment, it is particularly harsh.

Be... The sound of bones shattering!

The onlookers held their breath for a moment, and the moment they heard the crisp sound, their faces turned pale in an instant, and at this moment, it seemed that even the sound of the wind was silent.

This stick hit Fu Yuan's right leg hard, the thin child was pressed to the dirt, he felt that his head was blank at any moment, followed by the pain in his right leg, he couldn't help but snort, and his nails dug deep into the dirt.

Fu Yuan felt that his face was wet, he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears, the wind blew and his face was cold and cold, he bit his lower lip with all his strength, only to suppress himself from crying out in pain, the rich rust smell in his mouth made him want to vomit, he took one last look at the bright moon in the sky, but the light seemed to be covered by layers of black mist, his world was only gray, and his consciousness fell into chaos.

The fat man didn't hear the expected scream, and looked down at Fu Yuan, who was stunned on the ground, but saw that the child had fainted, and pouted.

Thinking about it, he raised his head again, danced the stick in his right hand at the children watching around, and threatened, "See, this is the end of daring to escape, in the future, whoever dares to run away again, Lao Tzu will discount his leg!"

He didn't notice that in the thick darkness, a thin gray mist spread from the child at his feet, gradually blending into the dark night.

The surrounding children looked frightened and controlled the thick wooden stick in the fat man's hand, and then glanced at Fu Yuan, who had passed out on the ground, compared with his normal left leg, his right leg was dragged on the ground weakly, and was twisted in a strange posture, there was an obvious depression in the calf about ten inches away from the knee joint, and the children around him were chilled, and Xiao Shao, who had been observing not far away, turned pale, fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, he didn't really run away with him, otherwise, ...... He's afraid he'll end up like this!

"Remember, whoever dares to run away in the future will end up like this!" the fat man said viciously, the children around him were trembling, and after speaking, the fat man motioned to the people on the side to drag Fu Yuan, who was unconscious, and tied him to the tree in the yard with a hemp rope.

"Just tie him up here, and if he can survive these days, then let him go to the street to beg, and it just so happens that one of his legs is lame," the fat man told the people next to him, "and if he can't survive to die, then find a random place to throw him away!"

After saying that, they drove all the children outside back to the house, and went to rest themselves, and the cold night wind whined, and the child with his broken legs was unconscious on the tree in the courtyard, and the wind blew, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then returned to calm.