He muttered to himself.

Because of his hunchbacked body, many factories didn't want him. If they didn't want him, he wouldn't make any money, and if he didn't make any money, he would starve to death.

He kept telling himself this when he was making his first order.

The children are fine, they are fine, and they will find better families.

I do this just to avoid starving to death.

Once Pandora's box is opened, human desires will become like rolling stones on a snowy mountain, growing bigger and bigger...

Just when he had picked out the goods and was about to contact the buyer, there was a sudden crackling sound outside. Someone knocked something over.

"Damn...are those two inspectors from before?"

He cursed under his breath.

He turned around and hurried out of the dark room, pressed down the floor, and moved a pile of firewood to press it down.

The dark room has good sound insulation, so he is not afraid of being discovered.

There was a mess outside, the steamer was overturned, luckily there were no buns inside, otherwise he would have suffered a huge loss... He picked up the kitchen knife that fell on the ground and looked around.

No one.

It was eerily quiet all around.

The lock he hung on the door was actually forced open by external force. Because it was winter, there were few pedestrians on the street outside.

Who is it?

Suddenly, he felt a heat coming from behind, in waves and rhythmically.

He turned around and saw a man standing in front of him. He subconsciously looked up and what caught his eyes was a rotten face, as if a piece of skin would be torn off at any time. The smell of decay slipped into his nostrils.

He even has a regular breathing sound!

The boss's heart suddenly contracted to the extreme, and the huge fear made him unable to move.

"ah!"

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