The little boy turned around and looked at the black kid. He remembered that the black kid was called Bob or something, and he was one of the strongest kids in the cell.
He could probably understand these foreign words, so he shook his head and said, "There's no food."
"Stop lying! I've seen it all. You haven't snatched any food or drink for the past three days. You've been sitting here the whole time. You must have hidden some food, so you didn't snatch it! Am I right!? "
Bob's words attracted the attention of some of the surrounding children. They were also puzzled as to why the little boys did not fight over the food. Could it be that there were really a lot of rations hidden?
The boy shook his head again. "I didn't."
"Get out of my way! Let me see behind you! "Bob kicked the boy.
The little boy frowned. "I said no …"
"You're lying! Are you going to stay here and wait to die without food or water? "asked Bob.
The boy nodded. "Yes … I'm waiting for death."
Bob was stunned, and so were the other children.
Sally, who was in the cage at the back, stopped eating her liver. She raised her head and stared at the boy with her scarlet eyes.
"Why did you wait to die?" asked Bob.
The boy lowered his eyes and answered, "Because … I don't know why I want to live …"
"Hahahaha!" Bob and the other children all laughed.
"Bullshit! Who would believe you!? You yellow-skinned monkey! You must have slyly hidden some food! Hurry up and hand it over, or I'll beat you up!! "
The boy asked in confusion, "Why don't you believe it? What's so good about living … Do you like this kind of place, this kind of life …? "
Bob grinned. "I don't want to talk to a psychopath like you! Hurry up and hand over the food, or I'll beat you to death! "
The boy was too lazy to care anymore. He sat on the ground and lowered his head.
Seeing this, Bob kicked the boy. "Get up! Yellow pig! Take off all your clothes! I know you must have hidden something inside!! "
The boy was kicked so hard that he knocked his head against the wall, his forehead bleeding.
But Bob didn't care at all. Seeing that the boy didn't take off his clothes and refused to move away, he continued to punch and kick him.
"Yellow pig that looks like dog shit! Not making a sound!? If you don't make a sound, I'll beat you until you call me daddy! Son of a bitch! Hand over the food! Hand it over!! "
Bob swung his fists and kicked him a dozen times in a row until the corner of the boy's mouth split open and his mouth was filled with blood.
None of the other kids stopped him. Bob was one of the strongest kids in the cell, and no one was going to ask for trouble.
What's more, one less person meant one less person to fight for food. They couldn't wait for the boy to be killed.
Seeing that the boy didn't fight back, Bob laughed. "You really are a yellow pig! Your mother must be a sow, and your father must be a boar, right?
What a coward … Useless trash! Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish! I'll beat you to death and then search your body!! "
Just as Bob was about to continue beating him up, he suddenly saw the boy suddenly raise his head and stare at him angrily.
Bob's heart skipped a beat. "You … you dare to glare at me?! I'll kill you!! "
Just as he was about to kick, he realized that his foot was being hugged by the boy!
The boy screamed madly. He got up and flipped Bob over onto the ground!
Next, the boy pounced on Bob like a hungry wolf. Both his legs straddled Bob's waist. After he sat down, he used his fists to hit Bob's head!
"Bang bang bang bang …"
The sound of the fists hitting the ground could be heard throughout the cell. Every punch landed on flesh and Bob did not even have the time to scream. After a few hits, he fainted!
"Who allowed you to scold my mother?! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! You're the pig! Bastard!! … "
The boy waved his fists and shouted as though he had gone mad.
None of the kids had expected that this yellow skinned boy, who had not eaten or drunk for three days, would have such strength to be able to flip Bob over in one fell swoop!
Most importantly, he had been beaten up so many times and his body was covered in wounds.
Half a minute after the boy hit him, Bob's face was swollen and he was on the verge of death.
No one dared to get within a four to five meter radius of the boy. Everyone was afraid that this crazy fellow would beat them up again.
Seemingly tired, the boy moved away from Bob's body and panted as he looked at the unconscious fellow.
Suddenly, he saw half a loaf of bread sticking out of Bob's pants pocket.
The boy hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took out the half of the bread.
When the group of children saw this half a loaf of bread, they all began to swallow their saliva. After all, not many people could eat their fill here.
He had thought that the boy, who had not eaten or drunk for three days, would eat the bread himself.
However, the boy did not. He turned around, stuck the bread out of the gap in the iron bars, and threw it into Sally's cage.
The bread landed outside the cage. Although it didn't go in, it was at least within the reach of the girl.
The children who saw this were all stunned. This boy was indeed mentally ill. He actually gave the bread to a monster to eat!? Didn't he know that monsters ate raw meat!?
Sally also opened her watery eyes wide. She looked at the half a loaf of bread, then at the boy, and stood there in a daze.
After a while, seeing that Sally was not going to take it, the boy said, "Eat."
"Wh …" Why … "Sally asked faintly, her voice delicate and pleasant to the ear.
The group of children all thought that they were hallucinating. Monsters could speak human language?
The little boy was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Sally to speak so nicely.
"I think you hate eating raw meat," the boy said.
Sally understood that the boy was observing her, so he saw this information.
But she still didn't understand, so she asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
The corner of the boy's mouth, which was still stained with blood, revealed a smile, as if he had thought of something worth being happy about.
"When I was in the orphanage, I had a little sister who liked to follow me every day. Her name was Yun'er, and she looked a little like you …" That's right, her hair is black, and yours is silver …
When I see you, I think of what happened in the orphanage. I wonder how Sister Yun'er is doing … "The boy seemed to be muttering to himself.
Although Sally Ye didn't understand everything, she still nodded.
"My name is Sally."
"I know."
"What's your name?"
"Me?"
The boy suddenly realized that this was the first time someone had asked him his name in this place.
"My name is Ye Fan." The boy smiled.
"Ye …" "Sail …" This was the first time Sally had heard such a name, and she muttered it a few times.
Ye Fan said, "Take the bread in, it should be better than that bloody thing."
Sally nodded, took the bread in, and took a bite.
Following which, the corner of Sally's mouth also revealed a smile, "Thank you, Ye Fan."
Looking at Sally's sudden smile, Little Ye Fan suddenly remembered that in the orphanage, when he gave the mooncakes and snacks to Yun'er to eat, Yun'er would also say, "Thank you, Big Brother Ye Fan."
If only he could see the Principal again, and see Little Sister Yun'er again, how great would that be …
Right at this moment, Sally suddenly threw a piece of liver in front of Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was startled for a moment. Looking at the liver outside the cage, he was at a loss of what to do.
Sally blinked her big eyes and said apologetically, "You should be hungry too, I … I don't have anything else, why don't you eat this? I only took a bite … "
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