The Road to Godhood of a Basketball Kid

Chapter 71 The Corner Forgotten by God
There were tears in the red eyes of the handicapped child, and he was whimpering. After a while, the child who wiped away the tears said to him, "I'm fine, I don't need help, but I'm hungry, can you give me some change."

At this time Zhang Yang raised his head, and two men with sunglasses came over from the corner.

After the little boy clearly saw the other person's figure from the corner of his eyes, he panicked for a moment.

After hesitating and stopping, it turned into negation.

"Hey boy, what do you do?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses came over and rolled up his sleeves to reveal the tattoo on his arm.

The other person was holding a big cigar in his mouth, and exhaled fiercely on Zhang Yang's face.

"A lot of nosy things are beyond your control, do you hear me?"

Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at a few more men in black coming up not far away. At the stall selling fried dough sticks, there were also two disabled children begging.

In the past, Zhang Yang, the dark side of society, was unable to help, but now, with the help of the system, he didn't want to muddle through.

Especially the scene of Xiao Xiangshou being reunited with his mother last time made Zhang Yang unable to calm down for a long time.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

Isn't it the ancestral motto of my Dahuahua family to punish the strong and eliminate the evil, and to uphold the justice?

Zhang Yang, a two-meter tall man, is really not afraid of these social scum.

"Son, listen to me, I know they are bad people, they are not your relatives, right? Don't you miss your mother? Don't you want to go home? Uncle can help you, look at their size." The corners of Zhang Yang's eyes were a little wet. They were only young, but they were tortured into this state.

Ordinary children should act like a baby in their mother's arms.

"Son, be strong. Tell Uncle Shu who they are and whether you want to go home. Uncle can help you. Trust Uncle." Zhang Yang stared at the child's eyes with sincerity.

With a sound of wow, the child cried: "Uncle, I want to go home, I miss my mother so much, please help me."

"You're courting death." The man wearing sunglasses took out a knife from his pocket and stabbed at Zhang Yang.

"I'm your ancestor, the scum of your society." Zhang Yang was furious. He hated these scum who stole other people's children, then abused them so badly, and pretended to be beggars who wanted Qian Bo's sympathy.

Society is corrupted by these moths.

Zhang Yang can play like a fish in water in the muscular places in the NBA, not to mention these guys who have no strength in front of him.

The big hand like a ladle fan directly grabbed the hand holding the knife of the man, "Your speed is too slow." Zhang Yang twisted hard, only to hear a click, and the man's wrist snapped.

"Ah~" The bad guys would also hurt, but Zhang Yang will never forgive them.

The clenched fist of the other big hand hit the man's face directly, instantly red blood and white teeth came out of his mouth, and then he saw that the man's face was swollen like an Akita dog stung by a bee.

This person is really worse than a pig or a dog. Zhang Yang immediately kicked that person in the stomach. The unlucky scum rolled seven or eight meters away, and then fainted on the ground.

The man with the big cigar in his mouth was obviously slow to react. At the moment he was surprised, Zhang Yang had already moved, but he saw five or six gangsters rushing towards him.

The principle of attacking first is the strongest, and it has never changed in my flower planting family.

A heavy punch hit the man directly in the stomach.

The man's cigar mixed with blood was spat out by the opponent, and then he kept kneeling on the ground, obviously losing his fighting power.

"Hack him to death." The group of people actually took out knives or iron bars from their pockets.

"You're still not a flower grower, think about it if there are your children here? If I die today, look at this group of people who rob children and steal children, whether they are rampant or not."

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, the middle-aged woman who sold fried dough sticks yelled: "My poor child was probably taken away by you, and I will fight with you." The fat woman came over with a knife for cutting fried dough sticks.

"Old woman, you start first. At worst, I will go to jail. I want to avenge my lost child." The honest man was blinded by hatred. He picked up the whole pot of hot oil and poured it on the group of scum on the opposite side.

This group of people just ran to the fried dough stick stand when they received this sudden attack.

Hot oil was splashed on their faces, shoulders, stomachs, and legs.

For a while, there were endless screams.

"Gentlemen and gentlemen, there are no cowards in our big flower planters. Someone started today. Let us avenge these children who were stolen, robbed, and abused." A strong man eating fried dough sticks lifted the old tofu in the bowl and threw it at the group.

"Fight with them. It will be a lifetime of frustration. If you die, you will have no face to see your ancestors." Another man joined the battle.

More people poured into the battle, and the group of scalded scum has been drowned in the sea of ​​people...

The little beggar hugged Zhang Yang's thigh and cried loudly. During this time, he was too scared, and he missed his mother so much.

A year ago, this kid named Sun Yong was playing at the entrance of a small mountain village that he couldn't even describe.

He was four or five years old and his companion was also four or five years old.

"Children, do you eat candies? Is there something delicious here?" An old lady in plain clothes came over with candies.

"Mom said not to eat food from outsiders." Xiao Sun Yong followed the little friend next to him and said.

"It's okay, if we don't tell mom, mom won't know." Children are greedy, and children born in mountain villages lack snacks even more.

Seeing his companion taking candy, Xiao Sun Yong also came to get it.

Sugar, so sweet.

Then they don't know anything.

When they woke up, their bodies were in excruciating pain. They were locked in a big iron cage, and there were dozens of children like them in it, crying everywhere, heart-piercing.

Many people were interrupted and their limbs were broken abruptly.

There is no heaven here, this is a corner forgotten by God, this is hell, hell on earth.

The child whose hands and feet were broken was simply treated by the bad guys.

Sun Yong's legs grew behind his neck like this.

What about the companion who came with him?

He was sick and had a very high fever, but the bad guys didn't treat him like a human being at all.

They threw a large bucket of water beside them, along with a few rotten steamed buns.

And some fever reducers.

In this way, within a few days, the little partner left them. It was not until the body became stiff and was put into a sack by the bad guys that Xiao Sunyong and other victims knew about this place, which is a waste of human life.

No child dared to cry again, and they have never laughed since then.

(End of this chapter)