"What's the matter, it's only so much in an hour, get out of the way for Lao Tzu, and go to ask for another hour, you can't get five hundred, don't you want to eat today" A man with a tattoo on his neck kicked a boy lying on a rolling plank and kicked him away seven or eight meters until the boy who was lying on the plank hit the wall and stopped.
The boy almost tumbled off the plank, and with his arms and legs tied together, he struggled to push himself against the plank with his head.
The boy was kicked without any mood swings, his eyes were blank and lifeless, like a machine.
After straightening his body, the boy leaned on his drooping knees, which seemed to have little strength, and slowly pushed himself away.
His legs seemed to be simply rubbed on the ground, and his calves were tied to his thighs in a very irregular shape, as if they were broken, but the boy didn't seem to feel any pain.
His arms were tied to his back, and all ten fingers of his hands were deformed, as if they had been broken by tremendous force.
The only thing that could move was the boy's head As he slowly pushed himself and appeared on the street, his hoarse voice shouted weakly.
"Give some, please give some, please give some well-wishers" Even if he didn't eat yesterday and didn't even drink saliva, the boy didn't dare to keep silent or work hard.
Because he didn't have that much money, he had to starve again Starvation was painful, like something in his stomach was constantly stirring, and he couldn't sleep many times because of the pain, and he didn't want to go through that kind of pain.
Many people passed by, and they all immediately flashed to the side.
"Hurry up, hurry up, cheat money" "It's all gangs, don't give it" "I've seen him here for days."
"Shall we call the police?"
"What to call the police, if you are targeted by human traffickers, it will be over, they are organized, don't meddle with things."
The passers-by, fearing to avoid it, walked much faster when they saw the boy crawling over.
The boy begged for more than ten minutes without receiving a penny, which made the boy feel frightened and uneasy.
Compared with the first day of coming here, I gained one or two thousand yuan, and today's result will not satisfy the person who beat him.
Are you going to starve again?
The boy shuddered.
"Please, can you give me some money?"
"Please" "Please" The boy didn't know how many times he shouted, but no one who passed by gave him, not even a dollar.
In this era when it has been consumed and is about to be overdrawn, there really doesn't have so much balance.
In fact, it is not that people actively become indifferent, but that some phenomena make them have to become indifferent.
The boys' begging, in their view, is a means of profiting from the traffickers' organization.
If you give him sweetness, then they will become even more crazy for the sake of profit.
Only by making them feel that there is no market for this kind of trafficking, and the state is particularly strict in cracking down on it, then this kind of child abduction and trafficking will be effectively curbed.
There is no harm if there is no buying and selling, and this sentence can indeed reflect a lot of problems.
But the bitter ones are still those victims Half an hour passed, the boy was fruitless, and the tattooed man hiding in the shadows was very annoyed.
He ran straight to the boy, grabbed a thread next to the plank, and dragged the boy into the alley.
The boy almost fell, but seemed to be very experienced with this kind of movement, and the moment he saw the tattooed man dragging the rope, he directly bit the rope to prevent himself from falling.
Because once you fall, you will be beaten by an angry tattooed man again "Useless waste, you know to eat it every day, waste Lao Tzu's money, you can't get a single one, waste" "Fortunately, Lao Tzu still has two under his hands, otherwise counting on you, Lao Tzu will drink the northwest wind sooner or later" "I'm hungry for Lao Tzu today, it seems that I've fed you recently, these people don't give money when they see that you are not miserable, and you will talk about it for two days when you are hungry."
The words of the tattooed man made the boy extremely frightened.
"I, I'll go again, please, give me a little food, okay" The tattooed man kicked the boy on the head, "dare to shout to get out" The boy did not dare to speak out, and if he continued, he would not only be hungry, but also severely beaten, which would be even more uncomfortable.
At this moment, Tang Ling, who had searched for a boy's breath, finally arrived here, and when he saw the tattooed man abusing a boy like this, his eyes were instantly filled with anger.
And at a glance, the boy's hands and feet were all broken, his body was bruised in many places, and even his stomach was seriously damaged, which was almost incurable with modern medicine, and it was possible that after two or three years, the boy would suffer the pain of feedback every day because his body could not bear it, and he would slowly torture and die. brute No, the beasts are inferior For a moment, Tang Ling wanted to slap the tattooed man to death.
But he stopped, because after opening the Eye of Heaven, he found that within ten miles of the surrounding area, there were seven or eight other miserable things that were exactly the same as the boy in front of him Tang Ling calmed down and immediately began to search for the leader of this organization.
Soon, a man hiding in the abandoned factory area, wearing a black down jacket and a sunglasses on his face appeared in Tang Ling's eyes.
This person was a little angry, and it seemed that he had carried his life, and he had also spoken to another trafficker just now, and from their conversation, Tang Ling heard that this guy was the leader of this group of organizations.
After finding the target, Tang Ling ran directly to the abandoned factory, stealthily came behind the man in sunglasses, and directly used his puppet control ability to control him.
I saw him pick up his mobile phone again and call the trafficker just now.
"Wei Da."
"Let all of you come here, and the dogs, too."
"Something Happened" "This place is so dazzling, it's going to change places."
"Understood, I'll let them know right away."
The man sitting next to Wei Da heard his words and asked strangely, "Wei Da, I didn't hear that the police from Jiangcheng came to investigate, so I ran away."
Wei Da took off his sunglasses, revealing his necrotic left eyeball, "Am I the boss or are you the boss" "You, you are" Seeing Wei Da's face, the man instinctively trembled.
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"Shut up when you know" Wei Da put on his sunglasses and continued to close his eyes.
At the same time, Tang Ling controlled Wei Da again, and asked him to send a text message to the police station to surrender himself, and also sent the location where they had gathered.
After everything was ready, Tang Ling quietly waited for the gang of traffickers to arrive.
And the traffickers who are still beating and even abusing children have no idea what they are about to face: