The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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Hearing his father's words, Zhaoyan was very angry.

"Other people's money has nothing to do with us." Zhaoyan was upset, he was so angry that he couldn't breathe well, his body and voice were shaking, "You owe money, why should you ask someone to pay you back."

Father rarely saw Zhaoyan talk to him in this manner, and stared at him in shock: "He's not short of this money, what's the matter with you going to get some? Since he wants you, what's the point of doing something for our family?" ? You don't want to recognize me as a poor old man because you followed the rich... Zhao Yan, you can't just ignore it, they will really kill me!"

Zhao Yan lowered his head to look at his father's ravine face. The man smelled of cigarettes from the casino, and the smell of alcohol permeated his lips.He saw his father's eyes, which were slightly more awake than usual, but he could still see the drunken heart from these eyes.

"You're sober, and you still remember that the person who gave you the money wanted me." Zhao Yan took a deep breath, his eyes were bloodshot, "If the person who bought me wasn't him, but someone else who was willing to give you money, Are you going to hand me over as well?"

Zhaoyan's attitude was tough, and his father moved his knees forward anxiously, and hugged Zhaoyan's legs even tighter: "Dad, you bastard, Dad treats you badly! You save Dad this time, and Dad will never drink again. Zhao Yan, you only have me as a relative in this world, without me, who else can treat you sincerely?"

"Dad, without you, I would be better off than I am now. I only need to earn one person's living expenses every day, and the money I save can be used to buy new clothes. No one will beat me when I get home, and I don't have to wash twice." Personal clothes, take care of the daily life of two people.” Zhao Yan bent down and brushed away his father’s hand, “You pay the money you owe yourself, you go out to find a job, earn money…”

My father was rejected again and again, and his face was a little uneasy, and he yelled: "How can I make money! 50, I can't get so much money if I sell my life!"

"You also know that 50 is a lot. I gave you 60 yesterday, but you didn't know how to keep it." The more Zhao Yan thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable. Standing where he was, tears couldn't stop streaming down his face. He wiped away the tears with his head down, " You earn it yourself, I can't help you..."

The debt collector winked after hearing this.

The rest of the people were ordered to step forward and pull father away from Zhaoyan's legs.Two of them supported the father, and the other hit him with a stick.

The father shouted in fear: "Repay, I will! Give me some more time, I will find a way..."

"Bah!" The man with the stick spit on his father's face, "If your mother sells you, it won't be worth 50 yuan. I will give you time to find a way to escape! You don't want to see what's going on with your family. Even if a dilapidated house is sold, it can only be worth 3 to [-] yuan. Remember the contract form you filled out before borrowing money, I am here to kill you now, and the ABO law does not control me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stick fell on his father's face.

My father let out a cry of pain, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The hard object in the blood was a tooth.

Zhaoyan opened his eyes wide in horror, seeing the man raised the stick again, no matter how much he hated in his heart, he still couldn't help going forward and grabbing the debt collector's arm.

"Stop beating, stop beating him!" Zhao Yan raised his voice with wet eyes, "Give him a little more time, let him make money and pay you back..."

"It's not that we didn't give him time, our superiors pressed hard." The debt collector seemed to have no intention of hurting Zhaoyan, and Zhaoyan stopped the stick, but he didn't make another move. "If we don't return today, we will be unlucky."

Zhaoyan stopped in front of his father and begged the visitor: "Then what should we do, don't kill him, pay us, think of a way."

"It's not that there is no way out at all." The debt collector loosened Zhao Yan's father's arm, "The superior said, either bring the money or take his life, or take the old man's son back."

It is given three choices.

But now the only one that can be considered is the third one.

Zhao Yan raised his eyes to look at the big man in front of him in disbelief, and sensed the deception behind this farce from the expression of the man who was determined to win.

"How do you know, he has a son." Zhaoyan didn't believe that his father would mention himself outside, "You guys knew my dad very early, or..."

"It's your good fortune to be considered by our young master." The debt collector didn't make a fool of himself, "Come with us, and your father's debt can be written off."

"Okay, okay, he's going with you." His father suddenly answered behind Zhaoyan's back. He still held onto Zhaoyan, leaned into Zhaoyan's ear with a swollen face, and whispered persuasively, "The casino has money." , Their family is very powerful, you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life after you go there. The money that person gave yesterday is easy to deal with, it's only 60, it's nothing."

Zhaoyan's face suddenly changed, and his usually docile eyes showed displeasure and shame.Qingxiu's brows gradually frowned, and the stubbornness and resistance in his heart made him aggravate his tone and reject the excessive words: "I won't go, if you want to go, you go with them, your debt has nothing to do with me."

"You really want to see me being beaten to death by them!" My father was furious, "I'm doing it for your own good too. How can you turn over as an omega from a poor family? If you don't make good use of the face your mother gave you, you deserve it for a lifetime bitter!"

Zhaoyan shook off his father's hand, his pupils trembling violently in shock: "Dad, what are you talking about? I'm only 17 years old. The ABO Association knows how to protect minors, and I'm still your child..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Su who was listening in the back room couldn't sit still anymore.

He stood up, walked out of the room, and pulled the pale Zhaoyan under his wings under the gaze of several debt collectors.

His eyes were covered with a cloud of rage, and the black fire between his brows was leaping, almost consuming all the oxygen in the room during the burning, making people feel oppressed and breathless.

"Come on, do it, kill him." Xiao Su sneered, and glanced at Zhao Yan's father contemptuously, "raised the stick and hit him in the stomach, crippled his arms and crippled his legs. His mouth The words that come out are too stinky, and it’s best to keep them disgusting, and tear them up by the way.”

Everyone in the room shuddered under his cold tone, even Zhaoyan couldn't help shivering.

Xiao Su took Zhaoyan into his arms, and gently touched his thin back to comfort him.Then raised his eyes, and looked down at everyone present with his absolute advantage in height, "What are you doing in a daze, do it."

"You, who are you?" The debt collector stuttered when he spoke, obviously he had seen the world, but in front of the other party, he didn't dare to look up or look directly in front of the other party, as he usually stands beside the casino owner. The other party looked at him, afraid that the knife-like eyes would easily cut off a layer of his flesh.

Xiao Su didn't bother to answer this question.

"I bought this child for more than 300 taels of silver yesterday." Xiao Su looked at Zhaoyan's father coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Do you need to remind me, who is Zhaoyan now?"

Under the deterrence, the father fell to his knees uncontrollably.His lips trembled violently, unable to utter a word for a long time.

[The author has something to say: Thanks: Xiao Zhao 3* Trilobite,~

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