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"Little bastard, get up quickly, I'm hungry, serve me food!"

In the darkness, a rough voice echoed throughout the cell.

Hall helplessly opened his eyes, touched the wound, and staggered to get up.

One of his right legs was broken, which was broken by this man.

But there was no bandage on the wound, it was just so bare.

There is a wooden plank fixed on the injured part of his leg. Its function is not to cover the wound, but to fix the injured leg so that he can climb faster and serve the man.

The white bone spurs were exposed outside the entire injured leg, which looked very terrifying.

The interlacing colors of new meat and old meat made Hall feel disgusted, and he also had the illusion of wanting to dig out the old meat.

Too much pain makes you numb.At least when he struggled to get up from the ground with his broken leg, he didn't feel too much effort.

The movement was too great, the wound was torn open, and fresh blood flowed out, winding into a river under his feet.

The boy named Jack next to him opened his eyes wide and watched him walk out without pain, full of pity.

However, Jack didn't do anything.All he could do was watch Hall climb out and serve the man.

Child molesters like them, if one is not good, will be executed.

So, who knows if they will survive the next tomorrow?
This man has a lot of power, and everyone calls him "the master." According to Hall's IQ, which is less than nine years old, the master means the master or the boss.

He had many molesters, but none survived more than a month.

According to the Lord's way of torturing people, most of them died within a few days.

Therefore, it is really a miracle that Hall and Jack can survive till now.

"Slowly, are you using crawling for me? Little bastard, I will let you see the consequences of climbing!"

When Hall dragged his broken leg up to the Lord, and respectfully served him the meal he needed on a silver plate, the Lord called out like this.

Hearing this, at the Lord's feet, a nearly naked woman looked at Hall in horror and worry.

That was his mother, and on the first day they were sent to the master's room with him, the master raped his mother in front of him.

That day my mother screamed very badly, but the Lord seemed very happy.

He didn't want to see it, it was the most humiliating thing for him.

But the master's subordinates grabbed his hair and forced him to read all the details.

The mother's hoarse cry turned into silence later, she bit her lip and just looked at him in despair.

There was no anger in the eyes of the mother and son, only infinite sadness and despair.

After that, my mother served by the Lord's side.

If the mother wins the Lord's favor, he will be scolded less and eat more scraps of food.

Yes, there is no food for child molestation.

All they could eat was the residue that fell to the ground when the Lord ate.

Now, the lord is going to beat him again, right?
The last time he was beaten in memory was because he was dissatisfied with the Lord's attitude towards his mother.That was the day before yesterday, and it was only five days since he came to this room to serve the Lord.

Because of yelling at the Lord, Hall was hit hard on the back of his leg with a knife.

The leg bone broke directly, and he fell to the ground before he could even groan in pain.

He passed out and fell into the massive pool of blood.But the Lord grabbed his hair and threw him to the corner of the room.

Then grabbed his mother, forced her not to see him, and began to vent|desire.

When he awoke, it was Jack who stopped the bleeding and immobilized his injured leg with a plank.

Before the wound healed, the Lord began to order him to work again.

"Snapped!"

Hall's memory ended here, and a severe whip fell on him.The smooth child's back immediately became red and swollen, which made the Lord excited for a while.

He likes to beat children the most. Children's skin is tender, if they are beaten hard, they will leave a wound that cannot heal.

If there are too many marks left, it is like a tattoo and cannot be removed.

In the mouth of the Lord, this is called the beauty of growth.

"Hall..."

The mother covered her mouth helplessly and whimpered, like an old cat crying sadly in the middle of the night.

But she didn't dare to make any sound, she only dared to shed hot tears.

Hall gritted his teeth and endured the suffering and pain without saying a word.In his little mind, he was thinking about what his father had taught him.

"Dad, doesn't it hurt when you take out the bullet? Why don't you scream?"

At that time, he was still living under the protection of his father and was not sent here in Europe with his mother.

Dad was good to him and always liked to put him on his shoulders and laugh.

"Pain is a bullying thing, the more you shout, the more it hurts.

But the more you hold back it, the less scary it is. "

The more I endure without crying out, the more pain I have to fear!

The nine-year-old little Hall repeated these words in his heart, trying not to cry out.

His lower lip had been completely bitten by him, and the blood soaked the carpet in front of him.

In the end, there was not a single piece of good flesh on his back, it was all blood.Hall's mother couldn't stand it anymore, she rushed up and hugged him in her arms.

"Master, please forgive him, he is just a child. If you have any grievances, come to me!"

The mother's hoarse cry made the Lord feel interested.He put down the whip in his hand, carried Hall to a corner, and ordered his men to force him to look up at his mother soberly.

Then, in front of Hall, seven or eight big men surrounded his mother and insulted him.

His mother's eyes turned gray in despair at this moment, without any vitality.

She called "Hall," one last time, and there was no more.

She is dead.

Hall watched his mother bear these insults motionless, but he didn't feel any sadness.

There was a strange hatred in his heart, which engulfed his whole body like a flame.

In fact, he knew that his mother had died the moment he was insulted by the Lord.

"Bah. This bitch, I still want her to be dissected alive."

When the mother was found dead, the Lord spat and dissected his mother in front of him without saying anything.

But Hall didn't care anymore, it was just a corpse.

The flame of hatred was burning in his heart, and he vowed to trample this so-called master under his feet.

But he had to endure the Lord's torment and all the sufferings he brought.

His mother turned into a mass of flesh and blood before his eyes, and Hall didn't shed a single tear.

His strange state was seen by the Lord, but he felt that the child's hatred could help him accomplish great things.

After Hall's injury healed, the lord | threw him into the guard's bloody training ground.

A child who is less than ten years old, facing adults' fighting all day long, can only rely on begging for mercy and careful pleasing to save his life.

When the master is happy, he will be taken into the room to "favor" him.

In front of the Lord, he is just a tool to please himself, not a human being.

The saddest thing is not that you don't see yourself as a human being, but that you are clearly a human being, but no one recognizes your identity as a human being.

Here, the benignity of human beings as a kind is completely wiped out, and there is no room for it at all.

Feelings and dignity, kindness, will become your enemies to survive in this world.

"How did I teach you? Does killing a pig still depend on my eyes?"

By enduring the Lord's torture and flattering him, enduring his perverted psychology to cater to him and make yourself a change?Hall never hesitated.

However, when he was forced to attack a powerless six-year-old girl, killed her, and just knocked over the Lord's wine glass for her, he hesitated for the first time.

Amid the Lord's roar, Hall's eyes no longer hesitated.

He forced himself to turn into the coldest killing machine, and stopped looking at the girl's tear-stained face and pleading expression.

With one knife, he pierced her heart decisively.Because he knew that if she delayed for a while and fell into the hands of the Lord, I am afraid that this girl's life would be worse than death.

"Snapped!"

A slap in the face of Hall was slapped hard, knocking out two of his teeth.He spat out his teeth with a wry smile, his mouth full of blood.

"Did I ever teach you that when you kill people, you use the most painful way to kill them? You are so fucking decisive, this is not called killing, it is called a good thing, and it is called superseding, you know?"

Because he "saved" a girl, Hall's fate was tied to the iron chains of the castle by the master and exposed to the sun for two days.Those two days happened to be the most vicious time of the sun, and Hall was almost sunburned to death.

When he was ripped off by the guards, the skin all over his body was dry and cracked, and all his skin was stained with blood.But Hall didn't do anything, he just swallowed his own blood.

He was dying of thirst, and that was the only thing he felt.

When the blood flowed through his mouth, he remembered the salty feeling in his heart.He vowed to kill the master and let himself be free!
For three years, living in hell every day, Hall endured all the torture and perfectly formulated his own plan.

Three years later, when he stabbed the Lord's heart with a knife, he said this to the Lord who had not much flesh left.

"I'm trying to save you."

He closed his eyes, and gently stretched out his hand to push.The Lord, who had been beaten more than 200 knives by him and was almost left with only a skeleton, but hadn't completely died, finally took his last breath.