Chapter 760

The little boy walked faster. He began to think about how to spend the night.

People are most likely to get tired when they are afraid of going on their way. After nearly five hours of walking and stopping with the brigade, it is dark in the end.

At this time, a group of refugees began to find their own places to settle down.

There are family leaders, but they are the most easy to survive at this time, because more people means more hands. You can catch mice, or dig roots of trees. All the food found by a family can be eaten.

But the individual action person, often will suffer the loss, you do not have the helper, others have the helper, you are doomed to rob others.

Fortunately, the little boy didn't plan to find food at this time. He knew that he was still weak, not the opponent of those adults. He hid in a corner, took out his two tree roots, dug a handful of muddy water mixed with sand, and swallowed it slowly.

The root of the tree is enough for him to support tomorrow morning.

For half a month, he has been used to such food.

"Hello!" A sudden voice came from above.

The little boy looked up. Sure enough, he saw several people who were watching him closely in the daytime and came to him.

A few dark skinned people stopped the outside world and shrouded the petite little boy in their shadow.

The little boy knew that he was going to be unlucky. He shrunk his neck, pinched the root of the tree tightly, bent over and picked up the bundle, intending to avoid it.

But as soon as he took a step, he was caught by a big hand: "where do you want to run?"

The big and strong man with a big body twisted the little boy's one hand and carried it one by one. It seemed that he was weighing how much he had, enough for their brothers to eat.

The little boy was trembling all over, and asked for forgiveness with a trembling voice: "some big brothers Please, all these roots are for you and for you to eat. "

He said, and forced the two roots to the big man, but he was whisked away by the big man.

The big man grinned grimly and said, "it seems that you know what elder brothers are going to do. It was you who stole the bone last night!"

The little boy's face was white with fear, and his mouth was still begging for mercy.

The big man looked at the little boy from head to foot like a clown, and finally said to his brother, "it's him. Let's boil the bone for a long time."

Big man's companion smiled and discussed how to eat.

The little boy listened to their discussion, trembling all over, looking at the refugees who had settled down nearby.

Of course, those refugees know what they are doing. When people get hungry, they dare to do everything. They want to kill people and eat people. They really cut and boil people and eat them one by one.

But in this environment, who is better than who?

One by one, the refugees didn't avoid their sight. If they had children, they would cover their ears and hide their heads. They wouldn't let them see or listen. The others would be far away. They just hope that they won't be taken care of by these bullies. They would die if they turned their heads.

The despair of the little boy's eyes was growing. He knew that today, no one could save him.

"Well, take it to wash. It's dirty. I don't want a mouthful of mud." The big man said a word, then he left the little boy, like a chicken, to his companion.

The companion took over, took the little boy, and went to the river.

The clothes were stripped off, the hair was cut off, and the little boy left the two men to brush himself with grass and rattan. When he wanted to catch him, one of them said: "wait!"

Another asked, "what's the matter? Not clean enough? "

The man who spoke first smiled grimly and said: "last night, that woman, the old shit didn't let us have a fire first. This one, why should we have a good meal first? How long has it been since I escaped? I haven't touched any meat and smell. How about you? Do you want to come too?"

The companion hesitates for a moment, seem a little afraid, but finally, still nod: "good, come!"

The two men agreed, and they took the little boy to the woods.

The little boy didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, as if he was about to be violated and eaten alive.

It was dark in the grove. He was thrown to the ground and hit a sharp stone on his back, even when a big pool of blood flowed.

His eyes were dull, his face pale, and he collapsed on the ground, looking at himself, covering two men's bodies.

"Little wild seed, let you have a good time before you die. Thank you brother." Disgusting words fall into the ear.

The little boy didn't move, as if he had given up. He didn't even cry, not a drop of tears. But these two dirty big men touched him all the time. When they were about to enter him, suddenly, he pushed people.

The two big men on the body frowned tightly, almost for a moment, they stopped.

The little boy raised his head and looked at the two big men with incredible eyes. This time, he increased his strength and pushed them again. The two big men were on one side.

The little boy got up from the ground and looked at the two men who fell on the ground, covered their stomachs and were full of pain.He squatted down, waved the hands of the two men, looked at the short knife running through the belly of the two men, reached out and pulled it out.

When the two men were in pain, they didn't even scream. Their eyelids turned and they fainted.

He was stabbed to the core and fainted, but he didn't die.

The little boy played with two bloody knives. They were given to him by the old beggar. They were the relics of the old beggar.

When the old beggar died, he would naturally collect it. This is what he used to dig the roots of trees. When he played a lot, he became proficient.

The only funny thing is that these two big men dare to attack him even if they don't check whether they have weapons on them.

Just now, he was stripped and scrubbed. These two knives deliberately stained with medicine and self-defense were skillfully hidden on the back of his hand. He thought they would be found, but he didn't want to. It was dark. The two men were thinking about the dirty things, but they ignored them.

The little boy looked at the two men who were unconscious. He picked off their clothes neatly and wrapped them around himself. Then he used two short knives to attack at the same time. One knife at the same time cut their throats directly.

Blood, wheezing out.

The little boy hooked his lips and thought, it's so simple, people will be angry in an instant.

The little boy smiled. He was very happy and proud. This was the first time he killed people. For self-protection and for Food.

Among the exiles, those in the gang who are greedy for human flesh, see that their companions have not returned.

When I found it again, I saw that there was no ghost on the river, but the little boy's clothes were left here, but the burden was gone.