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"It's just that I like to play with other little boys. Now that my life is gone, I still play nonsense..."

"That's right, retribution..."

Before Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen came closer, Mo Qianchen clearly heard the low whispers of the crowd watching the excitement around them.

Feng Shukuang is a person who, as long as it doesn't concern the people he cares about, he can just watch coldly if others wipe out the whole family, but Mo Qianchen is upright and soft-hearted. Hearing such words, he couldn't help but frown, and felt sorry for himself in his heart.

Mr. Wu was inexplicably a little more angry.

"Mom, dad, save him, just him." He frowned slightly, but before he could get closer, the fat boy who had already jumped in to watch the fun suddenly emerged from the crowd and jumped on Mo Qianchen's face.

There is a series of urgent roads in my arms.

"?" Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen looked at each other, a trace of surprise flashing in their eyes. You must know that the fat baby has never shown such an eager look. Who is this child who was beaten?

"Do you know him?" Feng Shukuang asked as he walked towards the crowd.

The invisible skill unfolded, and the crowded crowd immediately and unknowingly made a way for Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen to walk in.

A small, very small child, he looked to be about seven or eight years old. At this time, his clothes had been torn into strips, revealing bruises and bruises on the skin below.

At this moment, the child huddled on the ground with his head in his hands, letting the group of thugs punch and kick him without saying a word. If Mo Qianchen hadn't felt that he was still breathing, he would have almost thought that he had been beaten.

Beaten to death.

What a strong kid? Mo Qianchen was secretly shocked at how much resilience and strength it took to grit his teeth and endure it like this.

Mo Qianchen was secretly shocked, and at the moment when Mo Qianchen was secretly surprised, the child was suddenly beaten until his face was exposed. His palm-sized face was covered with dust, making it impossible to see his appearance, but those eyes, those two

The dark eyes with a hint of blood red made Mo Qianchen startled when he saw them.

Vicious, full of vicious and vicious eyes, those eyes were simply three points better than Feng Shukuang, who was famous for his viciousness.

With just one glance, Mo Qianchen had no doubt that if this child escaped alive today, all of this group of people would die without a burial place in the future.

"Her nature is not good." Just as Mo Qianchen was shocked, Feng Shukuang beside her said these four words in a deep voice.

The child's eyes were so sinister that he couldn't see the slightest softness in his soul. If he were to be saved today, a big demon would appear in the human race.

Of course, if he doesn't care about Mo Qianchen's opinion, he doesn't care about having another big demon in the human race. It's not good for him.

"Save him, mother, save him." After hearing the words Feng Shukuang, the fat boy with an anxious face pulled Mo Qianchen's clothes towards the child.

"Son, who is he?" Seeing this, Feng Shukuang stretched out his hand to lift the fat baby from Mo Qianchen and asked.

The fat baby shook his head: "I don't know."

If you don’t know me, how about you help me? Feng Shukuang suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"But I just want to save him in my heart. It seems that I should save him." Fatty patted his head, very anxious.

Is it an inherited memory? Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen immediately looked at each other, could this cruel child on the ground be the same as...
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