After the morning service, Meg made a trip to the city lord's castle and the Catering Association to inform them that he had found the boy, and to express his gratitude.
This was the first time that Meg had done something like this, and after finding the boy, he was filled with a special feeling.
On his way back to the restaurant, Meg saw a little beggar kneeling on the side of the road. He had two broken fingers and one leg, and was crawling on the ground.
The bicycle slowly came to a stop, and Meg looked at the little boy who appeared to be no more than six or seven years old. He was thin and frail, and it was as if he only had a layer of skin on his body. In such cold weather, he was only wearing a thin shirt, and his pants were torn from all the time he had been crawling on the ground. There were traces of blood on his knees, and there were signs of beatings all over his face and hands.
When passersby passed by him, they couldn't help but take a few extra glances at him. Occasionally, someone would come up to him and toss a few copper coins into his bowl, and the little boy would kowtow to the ground and mutter a few words of thanks.
Meg's heart clenched. Twenty-five years had passed, and the same thing was still happening.
Rage instantly welled up in Meg's mind.
However, he didn't step forward. Instead, he stood silently off to the side.
The copper coins in the little beggar's bowl gradually increased, and soon, it was almost half full.
A thin and frail man who was squatting nearby walked over. He looked around, and then bent down to pour all the copper coins into his pocket. He gave the little beggar a kick as he got up, and then leaned over to say a few words to him. He then turned to Meg with a vicious look in his eyes, and walked over to him. As he passed by him, he flashed a dagger hidden under his clothes, and coldly said, "Piss off, or I'll kill you!"
"Alright." Meg gripped the handlebars tightly, and then slowly pushed the bicycle away.
On this day, Meg rode around Chaos City on his bicycle, and his expression gradually changed from rage to indifference.
The same thing was happening in Chaos City. It hadn't changed because of the time, and even the methods used were the same.
On the streets and alleys of Chaos City, there were at least 300 children who had been crippled and forced to beg.
There were seven gangs controlling these children. Humans, demons, and orcs were all involved.
Under the peaceful surface of Chaos City, there was a darkness that struck fear into Mag's heart.
It was late at night.
Amy was already asleep.
In the study, Meg wrote seven letters with his left hand and put them into the envelopes. Then, he wrote on each of the envelopes, "Urgent! For the City Lord himself! "
The light in the study went out, and a black shadow quietly landed from the second floor of the restaurant, and then disappeared into the darkness.
…
"Cry! Cry for me again! If you cry again, I'll beat you to death! " In the northern part of the city, in the slums, in a courtyard surrounded by high walls, a drunk middle-aged man held a whip in his hand and viciously whipped the little beggar in front of him.
That little beggar was only seven or eight years old. His tattered clothes were torn by the whip, revealing bloody wounds. His body was twisting in pain, but he covered his mouth tightly to stop himself from crying. That was because he knew that if he dared to make a single sound, he would really die today.
In the corner of the courtyard, tens of little beggars huddled together and looked at the man holding the whip in horror.
Ivley was the scariest demon. There would be little beggars like them dying in his hands every few days. Nobody could escape from his hands. Everyone who tried to escape died. Even if they managed to escape, they would still be caught and tortured to death in front of everyone.
"If you dare to hide a copper coin again, you will die." Ivley spat on that little beggar's face, and then used his whip to point at those little beggars huddled in the corner. He coldly said, "And all of you, remember this. You are my dogs. All the money you beg is mine. If you dare to hide a single cent, I will kill you!"
The little beggars lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Ivley.
Ivley was very satisfied with their performance. This made him feel like a king. In the past twenty years, nobody had escaped from his hands.
Oh, no, there was one. That was his humiliation.
However, he was still young at that time. Since then, no one was able to escape from his hands. Those who tried to escape were all dead.
"Boss, a new batch of goods just arrived. There are two little girls. Do you want to use them first?" A skinny man came in from outside the courtyard and said with a sinister smile.
"Sure. It has been a while since new goods were delivered. Let's go take a look at the goods. After I finish using them tonight, I will give you one." Ivley's eyes instantly lit up. He rubbed his hands and walked towards the door.
"Okay." That skinny man's eyes lit up and he excitedly walked towards the door.
"Creak."
The somewhat old courtyard door slowly opened inwards.
"Didn't I tell you to wait outside!" The skinny man shouted unhappily.
"They are indeed still outside the door." A figure carrying a sword walked in from the door and said coldly.
"Who are you?!"
Ivley and the skinny man were shocked. They looked at the man in black who walked in. His face was covered by a black cloth and only his eyes could be seen. Behind him, there were a few figures lying in a pool of blood. They were the people who delivered the goods.
"Someone come quickly! Someone is here to cause trouble! " The skinny man shouted towards the courtyard in a panic. Following a series of chaotic noises, figures carrying weapons rushed out of the house and stood behind Ivley.
With all his subordinates here, Ivley became more confident. He looked at the man in black at the door and sneered, "Although I don't know which gang sent you, it doesn't matter. I am not interested in knowing. Master, I know that you are dead."
Meg looked at the children lying on the ground and the children huddled in the corner of the courtyard. He said coldly, "Kidnapping and killing children. This is an unforgivable crime. I sentence you to death."
"Pretentious. Kill him!" Ivley waved his hand and snatched the knife from his subordinate. He slashed towards Meg.
Mag raised his hand, and stabbed the sword into Ivley's heart.
Without the slightest pause, like stepping on an insignificant ant, the longsword had already pierced through another person's throat. Like a nimble snake, it pierced through the throats of the other people in the courtyard, finally stopping in front of the shriveled man's throat.
"Don't kill me … don't kill me …" The skinny man collapsed. Twenty people were killed in the blink of an eye. Even the leader, Ivley, who was a level three knight, couldn't last for more than a second. Under the sword of this man in black, they were as weak as ants.
Meg looked at the skinny man and said calmly, "I like to meddle in other people's business."
"You!" The skinny man's eyes widened as he thought of the man he saw in the morning.
The sharp long sword pierced his throat and stopped the rest of his words in his heart.
"Don't be afraid. Someone will come and save you." Meg looked at the children who were screaming in panic. He sheathed his long sword and jumped out from the back of the courtyard, disappearing into the night.
"Here!"
Soon, there were footsteps outside the courtyard. People wearing the city lord's castle and Gray Temple uniforms rushed into the courtyard. They were all stunned when they saw the courtyard full of corpses and the children huddled in the corner.
"These beasts!"
The leader of the city lord's castle clenched his teeth and said with tears in his eyes, "Save the children! Report to the city lord! "
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