Fan lay on the ground as if exhausted, every part of his body was wet with sweat, and the huge bright yellow insect crystals flickered, and their luster was a little dim.
"Remember?
Remember what you did?"
The rumbling voice hit Fan's head.
Fan lay on the ground silently, yes, he remembered, remembered the entire process of his devouring.
"It's ironic, it's really ironic."
The rumbling voice was mixed with contempt, "Such an ugly species actually claims to be an intelligent life."
"I just want to live."
Every word of Fan's words seemed to use up all his strength.
"Live, haha, you are right, you are just to live, each of you is to live, to live at all costs.
So go and see again, see everything that happened in your blocked memory, everything What you have experienced personally, then you will understand whether we destroyed you or you destroyed yourself.”
The bright yellow insect crystals emit dazzling light, illuminating any gap in the dark underground.
The erupted energy hits the hard "wall" like a tidal wave, like the last grass that overwhelms the camel, the solid blocking wall.
The barrier was broken open in an incomprehensible way.
The sky is full of sand and dust, and this is a windy wilderness.
The lone traveler wrapped himself in tattered clothes, looked up at the sun through the cracks of old insect skulls he picked up on his head, and struggled to discern the direction in the dust.
Unknown pictures flashed in his head all the time.
These pictures reminded him that he was a person with amnesia.
He remembered his name, Brahman.
No, the name now is, k.
There was a stabbing pain in his chest.
He covered his left rib and seemed to be kneeling on the ground.
The long pain and various sounds and images in his brain seemed to explode.
Without knowing it, he was caught. stand up.
Throw it in the car.
The violent bumps made him feel nauseous.
After an unknown amount of time, the roaring engine finally stopped.
"Get off."
He was roughly kicked out of the car.
"Identification confirmed, he is a runaway slave."
Someone tore open his clothes.
The slave mark on his chest was discovered.
Then there was the sound of metal hitting, and when he finally returned to normal, he found himself locked in a cage full of rust.
Of course, he is not alone, but there is a prerequisite that you have to include those "bones" with only one breath left.
"Let me out."
He shook the iron cage.
The rusty iron pipes were rusty and mottled.
"Hey, stop arguing.
Be honest and stop talking nonsense.
I'll reward you with a peanut."
The guard hit him on the head roughly with the butt of his rifle, knocking him to the ground, and then symbolically spit on his head. .
At this time, a shout came from not far away, "Wanda, drag two people out."
"Got it."
The guard agreed, holding weapons in his hands and letting his men drag out the two thin and dying people from the cage.
"Hurry up, you won't be able to eat if you wait too long."
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Wanda staggered with a kick.
The person who was kicked only made a submissive response, and then used all his strength to drag the two of them away quickly.
Two hours passed quickly, and the sky at noon was still covered with dust.
Guard Wanda leaned lazily on her chair.
"Boss.
Here, you eat."
The obedient man handed the hard-earned piece of bone in front of Wanda.
"Humph, seeing how sensible you are, I'll keep you for another month."
Wanda took the bone and chewed it clean.
He ate very hard, not even letting go of the hard bone fragments.
The subordinate swallowed vigorously, staring directly at Wanda's mouth.
"What are you looking at?"
Wanda slapped him on the head, "Are you reluctant to let go?"
The men hurriedly held their heads and knelt on the ground, saying they dared not to do so.
Wanda snorted.
No longer care about the mistakes of his subordinates.
After a while, the subordinate carefully squatted down next to Wanda, glanced at the flying sand and dust outside the house, and asked timidly: "Boss, when will this sandstorm stop?"
"How do I know?"
Wanda muttered.
"What about our food?
Sandstorms can cut off supply lines."
"Damn it, are you done asking so many questions?"
Wanda raised her hand to wave.
"I don't dare anymore.
I don't dare anymore."
His subordinates waved their hands hurriedly.
Only then did Wanda stop, then she picked up the rifle with a groan, and walked out of the house with a bad look on her face.
It could be seen that he was not in a good mood either.
After Wanda left, his man was the only one left in the room.
This man first glanced outside the room cautiously.
After confirming that Wanda had indeed left, she suddenly straightened her waist that had been bent.
"Get up, get up, everyone."
He picked up an iron rod and banged the iron cage vigorously.
But there were very few people who responded to him, except for a few words of unknown meaning.
The man was so angry that he couldn't help but yell, "Damn it, I might as well tell you, if anyone lies down on my back, I will drag him out next time."
His words had an immediate effect.
Many slaves who were lying on the ground dying immediately exhausted all their strength and lay down tremblingly.
This man was obviously very satisfied with the scene before him.
He grinned, satisfied with the ridiculous vanity brought about by issuing orders.
The man laughed for a while, but his sharp eyes saw that someone in the corner was still indifferent.
He frowned and cursed loudly, "Didn't you hear me?
Do you not want to live anymore?"
But in the face of his anger, the man lying down remained indifferent, which made him angry.
Angrily, he pointed to the two slaves closest to him and said: "Go and carry him over to me.
If he is not dead, I will beat him to death.”
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The two thin slaves did not dare to resist, so they could only drag the man out with great effort and trembling.
But when they were dragged out, they were stunned for a moment.
This was a child, a child who was obviously underage.
"Why are you so stunned?
Why don't you drag me here?"
Forced by the situation, they had no choice but to drag out the child who was so hungry that he had only one breath left.
"It turns out he's a brat, and he's still fucking alive."
The ugly curses and the stick were about to fall.
At this time, Fan, who had been huddled on the edge of the iron cage, couldn't stand it anymore, and he grabbed the iron rod that was about to fall.
Fan Leng looked at the other party whose temperament had completely changed.
It was hard to imagine that he was so submissive one moment and could have such a big change the next moment.
"He is still a child."
Van said hoarsely.
"How dare you stop me?"
the man exclaimed with his eyes widened.
"How dare you stop me?"
"I'll beat you to death."
He pulled hard on the iron bar, only to find that it was held tightly by the other party.
"Let go."
He twisted his wrist hard and finally staggered to withdraw the iron rod.
At this time, Fan had already walked into the iron cage with the thin child in his arms.
"You're dead, you're dead."
The man roared anxiously and angrily outside the cage, but for a moment he was helpless.
He wanted to punish the people inside the cage.
He had to enter the iron cage, but the keys and weapons were all missing.
Not with him.
While he was wandering anxiously, an extremely impatient scolding came from outside, "What the hell are you calling?"
Wanda kicked open the door.
"Boss, you're back."
One moment he was aggressive, and the next moment he was groveling.
When it comes to the ability to change faces, this person may be the only one Fan has seen in his life.
"Stop fucking nonsense, pack your things and come out with me."
Wanda waved her hand.
"Yes, yes."
The man hurriedly bent down to answer, packed his things and hurried out.
As soon as these two people left, the slaves in the cage immediately fell to the ground again.
Fan held the dying child in his arms.
His forehead was burning, his belly was bulging due to edema caused by long-term malnutrition, and his slender arms were only as thick as Fan's two fingers.
The child gasped feebly.
If things continued like this, he might not be able to survive tonight.
"Who are the child's parents?"
Fan's inquiry did not receive a response, but this was what he expected.
The child in his arms kept snoring, and he carefully identified the word "water".
Fan looked around and found no water.
The child's pain aroused his pity.
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After several hesitations, he made an astonishing move.
He bit his wrist with his teeth and put it on the child's mouth.
The water source stimulated the child's survival instinct, and he sucked Fan's blood until no more blood could flow from the wound.
Fan moved his wrist away.
At this time, the bitten wound was almost healed, and only a few drops of thick purple blood that had not dried up could be seen.
A slight dizziness occurred, and Fan gently pinched his forehead.
When he returned to normal, he found that the child in his arms was hiding in a corner and watching him carefully.
Van waved to him, but the child was indifferent and shook his head.
"Where is this?"
His response was still silent silence.
After a long time, a cough accompanied by the old man's breathing came faintly, "Young man, you shouldn't save him."
This is an old man who is dying, but from the looks in the eyes of the people around him, he seems to be quite prestigious
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