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After wiping off all the blood and dirt on Rongyan's body, Rong Shixi applied the best wound medicine he could find on Rongyan.He braced himself to cook ginger soup to dispel the cold, and fed it into the mouth of the lying child one by one.

but now……

Rong Shixi tightly grasped the small hand of the person on the bed, feeling the hot temperature on his forehead: Yanyan already has a fever.

... If it really doesn't work, that's the only way to go.

In fact, he doesn't hate Yanyan, Rong Shiyi lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling, he really wants to live a healthy and happy life in this world with Yanyan.

Don't leave him alone, he'll be scared...

Rong Xi wiped his eyes, did he cry?It should be tears, he almost forgot the feeling of tears.

Drowsy, Rong Yan had a long dream, in which she met those little gangsters again.

"Hey! Boy, be honest, what good things did the old cloth man leave behind?"

The old cloth head is the grandpa of Yanyan—maybe it can be said that, although they are just grandparents and grandsons who have no blood relationship.

The old cloth head treated him very well, as if he raised him in front of his own grandson.When Lao Butou was around, he was skinny and skinny, but he never let his face be hungry.

Yan Yan remembered these people, they were well-known gangsters in the slum of Spider Lane, maybe their conscience was eaten by dogs, and they did a lot of things without conscience.

She put on a stern face: "Grandpa didn't leave anything good! Even if there were, I wouldn't give them to you!"

"Cut!" Huangmao, the leader, snorted disdainfully, "You have the same stinky and hard bones as the old cloth head. Do you want to be 'treated' to learn how to be soft, you little boy?" After speaking, he scanned the child up and down with his wretched and cloudy eyes.

The few people behind him let out unintelligible laughter in unison.

One of them, with a scar face, answered Huang Mao's words in a strange way: "Boy, Brother Scar told you that the boss's way of 'entertaining' you is definitely better than those who have no eyesight."

"Huh!" Rong Yan made a disgusted expression, "I don't even piss to look like myself, and with a few bums, do you really think I'm the boss?"

"Heh!" Huangmao was not angry, and stared at his face with narrowed eyes, "I didn't realize it before, but after washing this little bitch, it can really make people hurt..."

The words are not finished.Huangmao clutched his lifeblood in pain.

damn it!

Shaking Huangmao's foot, Yanyan hurriedly broke free from the restraint of the people behind her.

... Well, in fact, this person felt a faint pain when he saw his boss's painful expression, and the moment he let go of the strength in his hand, his slippery face like a loach ran away.

Of course, if it wasn't for the boss's order, he would also like to protect his "key part" with his hands in advance - who knows if this kid will kick back again.

"NN's, let me catch him!"

It's not difficult to convey Huangmao's fury with the roar.If Yan Yan looked back and saw that distorted face, she might feel a little happier in her heart.

But he really didn't have that leisure time.With a bunch of hooligans behind him, Rong Yan's purest wish now is to run as fast as possible.

The child's physical strength is very limited, and after a while, his face will be tired and out of breath.

This time, I will definitely offend the Huangmao group badly!Rong Yan knew that what he did was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg and oversizing his own strength, but every time he thought of the bruises on his grandfather that had been covered under his shirt, he couldn't help but get angry: These people are too hateful!When grandpa was around, they wantonly plundered their things; when grandpa was gone, they still wanted those non-existent things that grandpa left behind! ! !

Now my foot, even if I don't let Huang Mao lose his sons and grandchildren, it will still hurt him for ten days and a half months!

Spider Alley lives up to its name, and it is easy to get lost in the winding alleys.Therefore, even some old residents only follow a fixed path when they come in and out.

Rong Yan looked at the wall in front of her, dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a dead end, God is going to kill him? !

The people behind were chasing closer and closer. After seeing the scene in front of them clearly, they slowed down on purpose, admiring the fearful expression on the face.

Scarface slowly surrounded him with a group of people, obviously waiting for Huangmao.

Seeing Huangmao moving towards here extremely slowly with a look of #吃吃#, Rongyan couldn't help laughing.Obviously, he was not happy at the right time, because he heard Huang Mao laughing with obvious mockery, and now he really wanted to eat him alive!

"Hit! Hit me hard! It doesn't matter if you beat him to death, who cares about a little bastard!"

There was the sound of sticks hitting the flesh in his ears, and even the pain was numb, and his face could guess that he must be covered in blood and embarrassed.Just like Eleven at that time... No, it might be even worse than Eleven.

Indistinctly, there was a smug laughter in front of him.A pair of shoes appeared in front of him: "Little bastard, let me spare you one last time!" Huang Mao knelt down and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, "When we see you next time, I hope you will behave yourself, huh? Don't Toast again and not eat fine wine."

Apparently Huangmao was still coveting the rumored good things left by the old cloth head.

Good thing grandpa left behind?A good thing that is said to make people rich overnight?Yeah, that's what everyone in the alley says now.

The desire for profit is nothing more than that.

His face and eyes were so sore that he couldn't even see Huang Mao's proud and treacherous face clearly.He couldn't help closing his eyes and fell into a chaotic darkness.