Looking at Calista's resolute and cold eyes, the man with the scar didn't want to get any positive feedback from the old woman, so he said to himself:

"Demi-humans are very popular in big cities, especially young demi-human girls. The price is very high. You sell these demi-human girls to me, and I will sell them later. I will share [-]% of the final price. How about it? Don’t think it’s too little, [-]% is enough for you to build another orphanage. What’s wrong with taking in these bastards? Don’t you care about our human orphans? Or do you want to take in these subhumans? How about selling it?"

There are no human children in Mrs. Calista's orphanage.

Every demihuman knew about it, and they had wondered about it.

But no one had any doubts about Mrs. Calista.

Because of Mrs. Calista's dedication and concern for them, they see it in their eyes.

Say without hesitation.

Even in the end, Mrs. Calista's goal is to sell them for money.

They can also accept it.

If it weren't for Mrs. Calista's shelter, they might have died by some stinky ditch long ago.

Mrs. Calista was their benefactor.

They will not forget the kindness of this old woman.

"You're farting!" Mrs. Calista pointed at the scarred man trembling with anger.

She picked up the laundry stick from the ground and threw it at the scarred man, but the scarred man easily dodged it.

The old woman knew that she was old and useless, so she used all her strength to rush towards the man with the scar, and at the same time shouted:

"Children, run!"

"Run away!"

The man with the scar that was smeared by Mrs. Calista's face looked unhappy. He raised his leg and kicked the old woman to the ground. Just order the gangsters around to smash.

"You beasts! You don't want to touch my children!"

Even if Mrs. Calista was kicked to the ground, she still grabbed the scarred man's leg. Someone beat her hands and feet with wooden sticks, and someone stomped on her head with cold leather boots. Her hands and feet were broken. She He lay down on the ground and bit it with his mouth, trying every means to buy time for those Asian orphans to escape.

Scar Man is getting annoyed by the crazy Mrs. Calista.

At one point in the confusion, he raised the knife in his hand, and the hilt struck Mrs. Calista viciously on the head.

"Shut up, old bastard!"

Mrs. Calista did shut up.

Blood vomited from his mouth, but he still stubbornly stretched out his hand to grab the scarred man.

Her mouth opened and closed, and she seemed to be still shouting "Run, children".

......

In the rainstorm, lightning and thunder.

The white harrier ran in the mud in a daze.

At first, she was dragged and run by her friend, but later, the friend slipped, or was caught, or was hit by something flying, and when she recovered, there were not many people around. personal.

Those gangsters are still chasing after them, and everyone doesn't care about running away together. At this time, it is the best choice to disperse.

In the roar of thunder and lightning, the white harrier finally chose to climb a big tree.

Climbing a tree in a thunderstorm is undoubtedly a deadly act, and the tree is so tall.

But Bai Yao had no choice, she even felt that even being struck to death by lightning would be better than being caught by these gangsters.

Moreover, she had a dream in which she was struck by lightning and gained magical abilities.

Climbing up the tree in twos and threes, those gangsters really didn't dare to approach, they just yelled below:

"Hey, hey! Brat, are you dying?"

"Come down quickly, selling you a good house is definitely more comfortable than living in an orphanage!"

The white harrier ignored it, but shivered in the canopy of the tree.

The man with the scar was standing under the tree with a gloomy expression. He slapped the hilt of the knife and turned his head and said to his horse boy:

"Now spread out and catch other demihumans. I will guard here. If this bastard is killed by lightning, forget it. If we are lucky, we will go up and catch her after the thunderstorm is over!"

The white harrier waited silently on the tree, with expectations and fears.

But the thunder that made her stronger in that dream did not come after all.

Yes, a dream is always a dream, how could it become a reality?

The next day, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated and the thunderstorm finally passed.

After all, the fleeing friends still did not escape the siege and interception of these gangsters.

In bad weather like last night, they had nowhere to go.

Human cities do not welcome them, and even beggars have more status than them.

No one would take them in like Mrs. Calista did.

They can only run around in the wilderness in the suburbs like a group of headless flies, and then they are caught after exhausting their energy.

"Little devil, the sky is clear, come down, don't blame us for being rough!"

The man with the scar knocked on the tree trunk, looked up at the white harrier on the tree, with a terrifying smile on his face.

The white harrier just took a look and retracted her head, she has wings, and it is not raining now, she can fly!

Although never flown.

"You won't come down, will you?"

Seeing Bai Harrier's refusal to cooperate, the man with the scar immediately greeted the younger brothers around him.

Several big men rushed forward, thinking that it would be easy to catch the petite Bai Harrier.

But the white harrier is too flexible and its body is very light.

Those twigs that are extremely dangerous to adult males are like flat ground to the white harrier.

In the end, they couldn't help but failed to catch the white harrier, and even disabled one.

"Okay, very good, do you think I can't deal with you if you stay on the tree? Let me tell you, when I catch you, I will let you know what the consequences of disobedience are!"

The scarred man whispered a few words to a younger brother with a gloomy face.

The younger brother took the order to leave, and found a saw after a while.

Then a group of gangsters started sawing trees in front of Bai Harrier.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Bai Yao knew in his heart that the tree couldn't stay anymore.

At the moment when the tree trunk became precarious, she closed her eyes and jumped down from the tree more than ten meters high, while spreading her wings.

In the past, she was afraid to fly because she was afraid of heights, but now under the persecution of the gangsters, she finally spread her wings and flew normally like a bird, and disappeared from the sight of a group of gangsters in the blink of an eye.

The gangsters were suddenly dumbfounded.

It's all over, the cooked duck flew away after a busy morning, who can stand it?

The man with the scar was also very angry, but soon he thought of a way and returned to the orphanage with a group of gangsters.

......

The white harrier flying freely in the sky seems to have opened the door to a new world.

She looked down on the land, on the mountains and the cities of men.

An emotion called freedom arises spontaneously from the tip of my heart. It turns out that flying is such a gratifying feeling.

She walked through the forest, over the waterfall, and finally flew back to the small town by some mysterious circumstances.

She saw that the group of gangsters hadn't left yet, and the little friends were still being held in the orphanage.

The white harrier was suspended in the air, hiding behind a cloud, she was a little hesitant, although she didn't have the ability of thunder, but at least she could fly, should she try to rescue those little friends?

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like