The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort

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"This is called sweeping? Look at what this water stain is? If the goddess passed by, stepped on the water, and fell, I see that you have ten lives that are not enough!"

The sharp scolding sounded at the top of his head, and Rong Yidong had no time to explain it. He felt his head being hit heavily.

He held his head and wanted to beg, and the collar was caught again. The boy’s body was hovering by the adult woman.

Rong Rongdong’s eyes were horrified. He only felt that his neck was almost breathless. He waved his hands and tried to struggle. However, he didn’t eat well for a long time. He was weak and weak, and he felt dizzy, as if he was always ready. Fainted in general.

"Don't go too far, don't kill people." Another reminder.

The sneer sneered and said: "How about killing it? I am afraid that he will be killed. The maiden has to reward me. Didn’t he be photographed by the five princes before? Still hurting the maiden? Isn't it sent back now! Your Highness and the Five Kings are the brothers of the princes, and the five princes can give birth to the priest for such a suffocating thing? Little 贱, you said by yourself, yes Not this truth?"

Rong Yidong was squatted like a chicken, and the other person seemed to be able to pinch him to death with a little effort.

He reluctantly suppressed the hustle and hate in his heart, and only asked Ai’s beg for mercy: "I... I am wrong... Rao... Raise me..."

"Rain you? A little thing can't be done, how can you spare you?" Then he said, pushing the nine-year-old thin child to the ground.

Rong Yidong was hurt by the fall, but the breathing was smooth, and he grabbed his neck, began to retching, and desperately coughed.

But he didn't adjust his breath, he felt a pain in his chest. When he looked up again, he saw the two sly smiles and looked at himself. One of the feet had stepped on his chest and was crushing.

Rong Yidong was so painful that he wanted to call, and he did not dare to make a sound. A small face was full of humiliation, but he had to bear it.

"Now, give you another chance, take off your clothes, use the clothes to dry the water stains, don't wipe the water, there is no water drop, don't say lunch, for three days, you don't think about it. Eat a rice grain!"

He said, and he hated him and slammed him. He took the man to the pond and the back was wet by the sewage. He laughed and laughed.

At this time, it was during the winter season, and the weather was cold.

Rong Yidong was soaked in wet clothes and pressed against the skin. He was cold and he was squatting. The two cockroaches were still not swearing: "How? Don't take off clothes? Even our words dare to violate, I see you are Really want to die, right?"

Then he said, and he will come over and beat him.

Rong Yidong was so scared that he stepped back two steps. This drag, not only the back, the clothes and pants were all wet, his eyes turned red, and the tears swirled in the corners of his eyes, but he did not cry.

"Quickly take off!" He snorted again. This time, he kicked the ball and kicked the little boy who had just barely sat up to the ground.

And the angle of kicking and kicking, Rong Rongdong only felt a pain in his chin, his teeth licked his lips, and he knew that his chin must be green.

"Don't hit your face, if you are seen, it's too loud." Another reminder.

The slap in the face of the singer "Hm", but did not care, just an aggressive look, continue to stare at the little boy who fell to the ground.

The urging of the bad tone continues, "I still can't get up? Want me to ask you to get up?"

Rong Yidong finally got up from the ground. His face was full of muddy water. He clenched his lips, his face was pale, his hands were wrapped around his body, and he did not move.

Blinking, straight forward, rude to get rid of the little boy's clothes.

Rong Rongdong numb stood in the same place, no resistance, only waited until the shirt was removed, under the clothes, mottled and bruised body, before the exposure of people, those are the traces that he produced when he was beaten this time, the whole body, nothing A good skin.

The two embarrassed people were not surprised. They only threw the clothes to his feet, and ordered them indifferently: "Dry the water on the ground!"

Rong Rong was buried low in the east, and a wet hairline was pulled down to cover his half face, making it impossible to see his expression.

The boy was bare naked, and when the cold wind blew, he trembled and the goose bumps popped out.

But he didn't say anything, bent down without saying a word, picked up the clothes, turned his back, squatted on the floor, and rubbed the ground with a moment.

In the deep winter season, it snows at any time, and unfortunately, it is now down.

The thin and dense snow falls from the sky and falls on the child's miserable body. His heart shrinks as if it is frozen at any time.

"Clean clean, we will check again later." He said, cursing the **** weather, wrapped his collar in a cold neck, and turned away with his companion.

Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther, until the figure disappeared, Rong Rongdong did not get up, he still mechanically squeezed the clothes and rubbed the ground, look at it, it looks very stiff.

With the space, a sigh rang, the originally stiff child suddenly stagnate, then looked up and looked around.

It can be surrounded by a piece of white, nothing.

Rong Yidong disappointed and lowered his head, but listened to the air, a male voice began: "They are gone, how can you not leave."

Rong Yidong looked up again and heard that the voice was not what he expected. Although he was disappointed, he still replied: "I can't guarantee that they won't come back suddenly."

"Then I tell you, they won't come back. They are the nieces of the princes. They are worthy of the morning shifts. They will be off duty after a quarter of an hour. They have a lover outside, and a sneak out of the house. Take the time to go to the **** shop, not in the evening, will not come back."

Rong Yidong listened quietly, but still did not move.

The male voice rang again: "How can you still not go?"

The voice of the little boy reveals a bit of confusion: "Where are you going?"

The male voice stayed, and he almost forgot. The child is now living in a firewood house, and the firewood door is locked. Like the meal, the little boy does not finish the work and can not receive the meal. Do not go to the firewood.

The male voice sighed again, but he knew that he couldn’t help him.

Rong Yidong did not expect this person to help himself. It was not the person familiar with the memory. Others could not help themselves.

Rong Yidong looked at the muddy clothes on the ground. It was his only suit. Now, it is ruined.

The fog at the bottom of the eyes slowly condensed, the little boy did not cry, but he was so cold that he was convulsed, and even the facial muscles did not listen.

The male voice disappeared after all, as if it had never appeared.

Rong Rongdong picked up his clothes and circumvented a small path. On the road, he met some people. Some people showed sympathy to him. Some people were contemptuous, but no one asked him because he knew that he Being tortured is bound to be the hand of the man in the room.

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