The laborer was beaten all over and eventually fell to the ground, never to get up again.
Amon stood aside, his heart full of fear and anger, but he did not dare to step forward. He could only lower his head silently, turn around and leave.
Amon left the city of Pasaybek dejectedly, holding the hardened bread crumbs tightly in his hands.
Although I didn't get the noodles, at least I got some moldy bread.
You can still eat it by scraping it with a knife. No matter what, I must not let my wife and children go hungry.
He quickened his pace and walked towards the old house in the woods.
However, when he was halfway there, he suddenly saw the Hebrew officer from the morning.
The officer was walking slowly towards him with a wicked smile on his face and his trousers pulled up.
Amon suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
No!
He didn't even hear what the officer said mockingly, but immediately ran towards the old house.
When Amon arrived at the old house, he suddenly fell to his knees.
Because the door of his house was wide open and it was a mess inside.
His wife lay in a pool of blood, her clothes in disarray, and was even insulted before her death.
And his child, with his tiny body and head twisted off, fell in the corner with tears in his eyes.
“Ah…Ah!”
Amon fell to his knees and let out a heart-wrenching wail.
His hands were trembling, and he wanted to touch the bodies of his wife and children, but he didn't know where to put them.
At this time, a man in a black robe slowly walked out of the forest.
His eyes revealed a rare anger, with a dark halo under them.
Beside him, there were two figures also dressed in black robes.
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