Chapter 223

"Little bastard, get up quickly. I'm hungry. Bring me dinner!"

In the dark, a rough voice echoed throughout the cell.

Hall reluctantly opened his eyes, touched the wound, and staggered to get up.

One of his right legs was broken, which was interrupted by the man.

But there was no bandage on the wound, just so bare.

There is a board fixed on his leg wound. Its function is not to cover the wound, but to fix the injured leg so that he can climb faster and serve the man.

The white bone spurs were exposed outside the whole injured leg and looked very terrible.

The interlaced colors of new and old meat made hall feel very sick, and there was an illusion that he wanted to dig out the old meat.

Too much pain makes people numb. At least when he struggled to get up from the ground with his broken leg, he didn't feel much effort.

The action was too big, the wound was torn, and fresh blood flowed out, winding into a river at his feet.

The boy named Jack nearby opened his eyes and watched him go out without pain, full of pity.

But Jack didn't do anything. All he could do was watch hall climb out to serve the man.

If a pedophile like them is not good, he will be put to death.

So, who knows if they can live through the next tomorrow?

This man has great power. Everyone calls him "Lord." According to Hall's IQ of less than nine years old, the Lord means master or boss.

He had many molestates, but none survived for more than a month.

According to the way God tortures people, most of them die in a few days.

So it's really a miracle that hall and Jack can live to the present.

"Slow down, are you climbing for me? Little bastard, I'll show you the consequences of climbing! "

When hall dragged his broken leg to the Lord and respectfully brought him a meal he needed on a silver plate, the LORD called it so.

Hearing this, at the feet of the Lord, a woman almost naked looked at hall in horror and worry.

That was the first day his mother was sent to the Lord's room with him. The Lord raped his mother in front of him.

That day, my mother cried miserably, but the Lord seemed very happy.

He didn't want to see it. It was the most humiliating thing for him.

But the Lord's men grabbed his hair and forced him to read all the details.

The mother's hoarse cry turned into silence later. She bit her lip and just looked at him in despair.

There was no vitality in the eyes of mother and son, only infinite sadness and despair.

After that, my mother served beside the Lord.

If his mother wins the favor of the Lord, he will be able to get less scolding and eat more crumbs of food.

Yes, pedophiles have no food to eat.

All they can eat is the residue that falls on the ground when the Lord eats.

Now, Lord, will you hit him again?

The last time he was beaten in his memory, he was dissatisfied with the Lord's attitude towards his mother. That was the day before yesterday. He came to this room to serve the Lord for only five days.

Howling at the Lord, hall was hit hard on his leg.

The leg bone was directly broken, and he fell to the ground without even having time to hum.

He passed out and fell into a pool of blood. But the Lord grabbed his hair and threw him into the corner of the room.

Then he grabbed his mother, forced her not to see him, and began to vent her desire.

When he woke up, Jack helped him stop the bleeding and fixed his injured leg with a board.

Before the wound healed, the Lord ordered him to work again.

"Pa!"

Hall's memory ended here, and a fierce whip fell on him. The smooth child's back immediately became red and swollen, which excited the Lord for a while.

He likes to beat children most. Children's skin is tender. If they beat harder, they can leave an incurable wound.

There are too many marks, just like tattoos, which can't be removed.

In the Lord's mouth, this is called the beauty of growth.

"Hall..."

Mother helplessly covered her mouth and sobbed, like an old cat crying sadly in the middle of the night.

But she did not dare to make any sound, only dared to shed hot tears.

Hall gritted his teeth and endured the suffering and pain without saying a word. In his little heart, he was recalling what his father had taught him.

"Dad, don't you hurt when you take the bullet? Why don't you shout out?"

At that time, he was still living under the protection of his father and was not sent here to Europe with his mother.

Dad is very kind to him and always likes to put him on his shoulder and laugh.

"Pain is a bully. The more you shout, the more painful it will be.

But the more you put up with it, the less terrible it will be. "

The more you endure without shouting, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Nine year old little hall repeated this sentence in his heart and kept silent.

His lower lip had been completely bitten by him, and his blood soaked the carpet in front of him.

Finally, there was no good meat on his back. It was all blood. Hall's mother couldn't see it anymore. She rushed up and held him in her arms.

"Lord, please forgive him. He is only a child. If you have any complaints, come to me! "

Mother's hoarse cry made the Lord interested. He put down his whip, took hall to a corner and ordered his men to force him to look up at his mother soberly.

Then, in front of hall, seven or eight big men surrounded his mother and insulted her.

His mother's eyes turned gray in despair at this moment, without any vitality.

She finally called out "hall." there was no more movement.

She's dead.

Hall watched his mother stand still and bear these insults, but he didn't feel any sadness.

There was a strange hatred in his heart, which engulfed him like a flame.

In fact, he knew that his mother had died the moment he was insulted by the Lord.

"Bah. This bitch, I want her to be dissected alive. "

When he found his mother dead, the Lord spit and dissected his mother in front of him without saying anything.

But hall didn't care. It was just a body.

The flame of hatred was burning in his heart, and he vowed to step on the so-called Lord at his feet.

But he couldn't help but endure the Lord's torture and all the suffering he brought.

His mother turned into flesh and blood before his eyes, and hall didn't shed a tear.

His strange state was seen by the Lord, but he felt that the child's hatred could help him achieve great things.

When hall recovered from his injury, the Lord threw him into the guard's bloody training ground.

Children under the age of ten face the fighting of adults all day. They can only save their lives by begging for mercy and careful flattery.

When the Lord is happy, he will take him to the room to "spoil".

In front of the Lord, he is only a tool to please himself, not a human being.

The saddest thing is not that you don't treat yourself as a person, but that you are clearly a person, but no one recognizes your identity as a person.

Here, the benign of human beings as the same kind is completely extinguished, and there is no room at all.

Feelings, dignity and kindness will become your enemies in this world.

"How did I teach you? Do you have to look at me to kill a pig?"

By enduring the Lord's torture and flattery, and his abnormal psychology to cater to him, let yourself become a change? However, hall never hesitated.

However, he hesitated for the first time when he was forced to kill a six-year-old girl who had no strength to tie a chicken, and only knocked over the master's glass for her.

In the Lord's roar, Hall's eyes no longer hesitated.

He forced himself to become the coldest killing machine, and no longer looked at the tears and pleading look on the girl's face.

A knife, simply and decisively stabbed into her heart. Because he knew that if he delayed for a while and fell into the hands of the Lord, I was afraid that the girl would live worse than death.

"Pa!"

A hard slap hit hall in the face and knocked out two of his teeth. He spit out his teeth with a bitter smile, his mouth full of blood.

"Did I teach you to kill people in the most painful way? You're so fucking straightforward and decisive, it's not murder, it's good, it's chaodu, you know? "

Because he "crossed" a girl, Hall's end was tied to the iron chain of the castle by the Lord and exposed to the sun for two days. Those two days happened to be the hottest time in the sun, and almost killed hall on it.

When he was pulled down by the guards, his skin was dry and cracked, and all his skin was stained with blood. But hall didn't do anything. He just swallowed his blood.

He was dying of thirst, which was his only feeling.

When the blood flowed through his mouth, he remembered the fishy and salty feeling. He vowed to kill the Lord and set himself free!

For three years, he lived in hell every day. Hall endured all the torture and made his own plan perfectly.

Three years later, when he stabbed a knife into the Lord's heart, he said this to the Lord who didn't have much meat left.

"I'm passing you."

He closed his eyes and gently extended his hand to push it. The Lord, who had been delayed by him for more than 200 knives and almost had only bones left, but had not completely breathed out, finally swallowed his last breath.