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You are already in a different world.
It will take two days to return to reality.
Probably because they ran too fast.
Numerous footsteps and heavy breathing intertwined and echoed in the alley.
The people who were running away in a panic kept looking back.
When they passed by the only street lamp in the alley, the appearance of the person was clearly exposed under the dim yellow light.
It was a tall and burly man.
He had a head full of messy blonde hair.
His facial features were rough. At this time, his face was like a color palette with green and purple patches. He wore a silver earring on his left ear.
He was wearing a black white shirt and ripped jeans.
He was wearing sneakers.
He was also wearing a tattered dark trench coat. He looked like an extremely sloppy beggar.
And this "beggar" was holding a bulging thing tightly in front of his chest. It was blocked by the trench coat.
It was impossible to see what it was.
Suddenly, the thing moved. A small hand grabbed the edge of the trench coat and pulled gently.
A small chestnut-colored head popped out.
"Dad, stop and rest for a while!"
The child's voice with a smile came out. The man who was running for his life paused.
He stopped and looked around.
After confirming that those people had not chased him here for the time being, he carefully hid behind the trash can in front.
He put the child down.
"Huff huff... I'm so tired! F * ck,
What kind of bad luck did I have today?! "
The tall man stared in the direction where he came from and wiped his sweat rudely.
He cursed angrily.
This man was called Tokugawa Sen, 36 years old. He was an ordinary man in the slums. He did not have a proper business. He relied on gambling and part-time jobs to raise his twelve-year-old son, Tatara Tobunaga. At this time, he was being chased by the people of the casino with his son.
Speaking of which, he was also unlucky. After his part-time job ended today, he went to the casino in the next district that had just opened not long ago. He won two rounds. It was not much money. He did not even cheat. When he went to the bathroom, he was stopped by the casino's people. They said that they wanted to take him to meet someone. When he saw that something was wrong, of course, he wanted to run away. He was caught and beaten up by the casino's people. He risked his life to escape. He originally thought that he had shaken off the tail, but in the end, he just happened to bump into the thugs who were chasing after him near his house. What was even more unfortunate was that he even ran into his son whom he had not seen for a long time.
He had no choice but to carry his son and flee in all directions like a mouse caught by a cat. He did not know what was wrong with this group of people, but they looked like they would not give up until they caught him. They chased after him desperately. Fortunately, he was familiar with this area, so he was not caught by them as he fled in and out of the alleys.
Now that he had relaxed, Tokugawa Sen felt pain all over his body. Those thugs were too ruthless. He felt like his ribs were broken. How could he fix it?
Toshiro Toshiro stood obediently by his father's side. His skin was fair, different from his father's slightly rough facial features. He looked very delicate and cute, especially his smiling eyes, which were curved like crescent moons. Moreover, unlike a certain someone who was sloppy, he was wearing a little yellow chick T-shirt, brown cotton linen pants, and white sneakers. Although they were washed white, they were clean and fresh.
However, although he was only twelve years old, he was short and thin. His body was also very thin and dry, and there was not much flesh on his face. He looked no different from a child who was not even ten years old.
His rough little hand tugged at his father's windbreaker. When Tokugawa Sen lowered his head, the thin child said with a smile, "Dad, looks like you won a lot this time!" Usually, those people would not care about him if he lost or won a small amount.
"Won, my ass!" Shi Shusen cursed angrily. Seeing his son still smiling in this kind of situation, he squatted down with a "hua" and stared at him somewhat speechlessly. The corner of his mouth twitched, but it pulled at the wound on the corner of his mouth, causing him to grimace in pain.
Seeing this, Tatara reached out and touched his swollen face. He smiled and said, "Dad, you can go first after you've rested. I'll go back by myself later."
Tokugawa Sen thought for a moment. He was injured, and it was not easy to run away with a child. If they were caught, this brat would become a burden. Anyway, the other party was looking for him. Tatara was smart, and he did not show his face just now. As long as he was careful, he should be fine.
However, Tokugawa Sen was still a little worried. When he looked up and saw his son's unwavering smile, all his worries and fears disappeared in an instant.
However, Tokugawa Sen suddenly noticed something else. After not seeing him for a few days, Tatara looked thinner. Under the moonlight, his face was as white as a ghost.
Poking Tatara's thin cheeks with his rough fingers, Tokugawa Sen scolded in a low voice, "You damned child, did you not eat properly again? Didn't I give you money last time … Wait a minute, did you go and buy some random stuff again? You little bastard, you wastrel! "
He did not understand at all how this child grew up. First, he had facial paralysis, the kind that always had a smile. When he was happy, when he was unhappy, when he was bored, when he was interesting. No matter what, he would smile. Sometimes, his smile would make Tokugawa Sen's heart tremble. Second, he had a fetish for three minutes of passion.
Ever since he was young, from sports to art, Tatara had loved everything. However, he had never been persistent. Every time Tokugawa Sen gave him money to eat, he would secretly … Oh, no, he would openly buy the things that he loved during that period of time. As a result, every time Tokugawa Sen moved, there would be a huge pile of things … Tokugawa Sen was so tired that his back hurt!
Tokugawa Sen's fingertips were thick and calloused. It stung slightly when he poked Tatara's face, but Tatara did not mind at all. He squinted his eyes and obediently tilted his head to admit, "I like it …"
"How can you talk about liking when you're hungry? Besides, I worked so hard to earn money, didn't I … "Tokugawa Sen thought of something and reacted. He stopped himself in time and slapped Tatara's head with the back of his hand. He said sarcastically," I think you have the life of a young master! It's just that you were picked up by someone like me. I'm so sorry! "
Tatara lowered his head slightly, still smiling innocently.
"I must have owed you in my previous life!" Tokugawa Sen muttered. He looked around and rummaged in his trouser pocket. Finally, he took out a large pile of crumpled notes and stuffed it into Tang Mo's hand. He frowned and said, "Be careful. If I don't come back, go hide outside. You're not allowed to buy those toys of yours without eating. If you don't listen, I'll beat you up, okay?!"
The last sentence was vicious and menacing. Coupled with the pig's face, it really gave people a feeling of panic. However, Tatara did not feel anything. It was not that he had not been beaten when he was young, but he could not remember when it started. Every time his father said that, he never hit him again.
Footsteps ran past the alley. Tatara smiled and reached out to push him. "I know, hurry up and go! Don't get beaten to death! "
"Little bastard, don't you know how to say something nice?!" Tokugawa Sen rubbed his head fiercely, then looked at the thin T-shirt he was wearing. He quickly took off his windbreaker and threw it over Tang Mo's head. "Take it back and wash it. Don't drop it! I only have this one windbreaker! "
The windbreaker, which was mixed with the smell of tobacco, dust, blood, and rancid, completely blocked Tatara's vision. He only felt his head being pressed again. Then, the person in front of him ran quickly. The wind caused by the wind blew up the windbreaker that covered half of his face.
"Hey, a bunch of idiots. Come and chase me!"
Tokugawa Sen deliberately shouted profanities from the alley.
Under the windbreaker, her eyes flickered with a hint of emotion. Her smiling eyes were pulled into a straight line … cold and indifferent.
Tatara reached out and pulled his windbreaker. He wrapped himself up and hid behind the trash can. The dark night and the windbreaker were the best cover. Soon, he heard a group of urgent footsteps chasing after the first set of footsteps.
When all the sounds disappeared, he slowly stood up with his windbreaker wrapped around him.
The dark clouds in the sky had been blown away, revealing the bright moon and the bright stars. The moonlight spilled into the cold alley and elongated his small figure.
Holding the oversized windbreaker in his hand, Tatara reached out and touched the money he kept close to his body through the windbreaker. He put on his usual smile and turned to walk in the direction of the small apartment.
However, just as he turned the corner, Duo Liang fiercely slammed into a meat wall. His overly thin body was directly knocked to the ground and rolled in a circle by the recoil.
However, the burly man who bumped into him only glanced at him. He complained to the person next to him with slight impatience and anger. "Damn it, is that Tokugawa Sen a monkey? He ran so fast! "
The few Xiao Luo next to him were sweating profusely and panting. One of them was also annoyed when he heard that. "That's right, I'm dizzy from all the running around. F * ck, I'm going to kill him when I catch him!"
"Slap!" The man who spoke first slapped him. "Is there shit in your head?! Boss told us to catch him alive! We're counting on him to make money! "
"Yes, yes, yes! Big brother, what should we do now? "
"What else can we do? Look for him again! If we can't finish the job, we'll all have to bear the consequences! "
Tatara's heart skipped a beat when he heard the conversation. He forced himself to calm down and picked up the windbreaker that had fallen on the ground. He silently avoided them and walked forward. The moment he passed by them, Tatara let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, his collar was grabbed by a pair of big hands, and his whole body was lifted into the air. The burly man who was called "Big Brother" had a wolf-like ferocious expression on his face, which was exposed under the moonlight.
"Little brat, have you seen an injured man?"
Tatara's white and tender little face showed a frightened expression. He trembled and said, "No, no."
With regards to the appearance of his own child crying, the man also had a deep understanding. Looking at the little boy in his hand who was as weak as a quail and trembling to the point of shaking, he curled his lips in disgust. He loosened his hand and directly let Totora do a free fall.
Tatara fell and his butt hurt. When he supported himself on the ground, he pressed on the glass shards on the ground. He immediately saw blood. He frowned in pain and groaned twice.
However, he didn't dare to delay. He quickly got up, picked up the windbreaker that had fallen on the ground, and turned to run. He vividly portrayed a scared child.
However —
"Stop!"
Tatara's body stiffened.
"The clothes in your arms look familiar, little brat."
It was as if a voice from hell was calling her.
However, when she followed them to the hidden courtyard behind This Pill that she hadn't seen today, she still subconsciously tensed up and looked around vigilantly.
Once they reached the courtyard, the tigers became even more anxious and ran forward quickly. They turned their heads from time to time to see if she was following. The "Awoo, Awoo" sounds from their throats seemed to be urging her to hurry up.
The tigers ran straight into a room on the second floor. In the darkness, only the oil lamp in Reiko's hand shone faintly. She paused and hesitated. However, soon, the shrill screams of the little tigers could be heard from the room. Thinking that something had happened, Reiko couldn't care less and rushed in with a frown.
The oil lamp broke through the darkness in the room. As soon as Lingzi entered the room, she was stunned. There was no danger as she had imagined. Her sight fell on the thin and weak figure lying on the ground. The five kittens kept meowing around him. On the wooden floor beside him, there was still the bowl of porridge that was dragged away by them today. The porridge in the bowl was still there. Obviously, it had not been touched.
"Awoo …" "Awoo …"
The little tigers screamed at the top of their lungs, but their master on the ground didn't move at all. Helpless tears fell from the Yuanyuan's eyes. They looked extremely pitiful.
Reiko quickly walked over and hugged the person on the ground. Looking at the back of the person on the ground, she felt that he wasn't very old. He was light as a feather. Through his clothes, she could feel the bones in her hand. If it wasn't for the warmth, she would have thought that she was holding a corpse!
Reiko's frown deepened. She carefully turned the person over. Under the dim light, the young man's pale face was exposed to the air. His thin and sickly cheeks covered his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. His white hair looked dry and lusterless, just like an old man in his twilight years.
Reiko touched his forehead. He didn't have a fever. She then carefully checked his body to make sure that there were no wounds. Finally, she saw the similarly skinny little tigers and the bowl of porridge that the little tigers had dragged back with them. Reiko guessed that the young man must have fainted from hunger as well.
However, there was still food in the kitchen. She didn't know why he was so hungry.
The young man was too skinny. He looked like he was in his teens. Reiko wondered what she had been doing when she was ten years old.
Her parents had died and she had been transferred between relatives. Even so, food and clothing weren't a problem.
After helping the young man up, Reiko picked up the bowl of porridge and placed it near the young man's lips. Fortunately, the young man seemed to have some consciousness. When he smelled the porridge, he subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed it. Reiko heaved a sigh of relief.
During this time, the little tigers surrounded the two of them. They were even crying, but they didn't make a sound. They quietly watched Reiko feed their master the porridge.
Reiko fed him a small bowl and stopped. She didn't know how long it had been since he had eaten. She was afraid that feeding him too much would hurt his stomach.
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