"My mother is beaten by my father every day. She seems to be sick. Can you help me?"
Most of the people who could come here had unhappy families, so everyone pricked up their ears when they heard this.
Seeing Fang Zhiyi nod, Mingmei asked in a gentle tone: "Little sister, where are you?"
Kusk is an alcoholic. His job is to mine for the Jackal Group. The working environment in the downtown is very poor and the supervisors are very cruel. The angry Kusk learned to take his anger out on his wife. He felt that his wife was also unwanted goods and even had a burden. There were few jobs for women in the downtown, and the mother and daughter could only rely on him for a living, so they had to endure it.
Recently, because they heard that the group's prince had a big expansion plan, all the workers were working overtime. If they slacked off even a little, they would be whipped. After being beaten so many times, Cusk went home and punched his wife.
The young girl watched this scene and wanted to cry but didn't dare to because her father had said that if she cried out loud he would throw her into the mine. Until one day, a sister with a backpack passed by and asked her if she needed help, and then stuffed this strange thing into her hand.
My mother's leg was broken and still burning. She thought of what her sister had said and took out the pager.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Kusk, with a dark face and a gloomy expression, rushed in. He took one look at this burden, cursed, turned and went into the kitchen, and then roared.
"Why haven't you cooked? Do you want to starve me to death?" He rushed out of the kitchen like an angry brown bear and kicked open the bedroom door.
The girl covered her mouth and she was trembling all over.
The woman on the bed opened her eyes dazedly: "I seem to be sick today..."
"Sick? Do you deserve to be sick?" Kusk reached out and grabbed her hair, ready to drag her under the bed.
The girl finally couldn't help wanting to shout, she knew her mother was very ill, and suddenly a hand was placed on her shoulder.
The girl turned her head and saw an older sister squatting beside her: "Mom will be fine. Can I take you to sit outside for a while?"
The girl recognized the voice as coming from that strange device: "But mom..." She pointed over there, only to see her stepfather's wrist being grabbed by a tall man.
"Guan Xiong." Mingmei called out.
Guan Xiong turned around and saw the girl's wide eyes. He hesitated for a moment and forced himself to smile, which was uglier than crying.
"Come on, let's go out first." Another sister came to her side.
The girl hesitated and was led out the door by them.
"Who are you?" Kusk asked loudly. Although breaking into homes and robbing people happened frequently, no one would rob a poor worker, and almost all the people living in this area were workers of the Jackal Group.
"Shut up." Guan Xiong's face returned to indifference. He slapped him on the chin, and blood immediately gushed out of Kusk's mouth. He wanted to scream in pain, but he couldn't open his mouth.
"Move aside, you're blocking my way." Dai Si said with a frown while carrying a medicine box.
The next moment, Kusk felt a tearing pain in his ear. The tall and thin man with a terrifying appearance grabbed his ear and dragged him to the side. He could feel blood flowing down his ear.
"High fever, broken bones in the legs, bruises at the corners of the mouth..." Dai Si frowned.
Every time he said a word, Guan Xiong broke one of Kusk's fingers. In total, seven fingers were broken, and Kusk fainted from the pain.
"That's all?" Guan Xiong asked, turning around.
Dai Si curled his lips: "How much more do you want? It's already dangerous."
"Then I'll do whatever I want." Kusk was awakened again by the severe pain.
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