An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

The water came over, and another soldier came to help. They dipped an old cloth halfway into the half bucket of water, and without even wringing it out, they smeared it directly on Xiaoman's face.

"cold!"

The water soaked Xiao Man's clothes, and she was so irritated that she jumped up and down, her voice filled with grievance. Her hands clutched tightly at her clothes, and her body trembled slightly from the cold. Her face became even paler under the impact of the cold water, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

"Sister, I'm scared!" The sweet voice made little Tianbao shrink back like a frightened rabbit. Her little hands tightly grasped Jing Chunxi's sleeves, her body trembling slightly, her eyes full of fear.

"Don't be clumsy, take it easy." The thinner officer might have waited too long and was a little angry. Upon hearing this, the soldier finally stopped being so perfunctory. Every time he wiped a child's face, he would wring the towel and his movements became much gentler, much better than before.

After the two soldiers moved aside, the buckets were casually placed aside. The children's faces were no longer covered in dust and mud, revealing their natural features. The sunlight shone on their faces, making them appear particularly clear.

A fair, pretty, bright and generous girl stood there, with delicate and regular features, and a sense of agility and tenacity between her eyebrows, as if she was a lotus that had never been stained by the dust of the world.

Standing next to her was a small, round-faced girl with a nice appearance. Her cheeks were white and tender, with a hint of baby fat, making her look particularly adorable. Her little mouth was slightly pursed, as if she was trying hard to hold back tears, but her red eyes betrayed her inner fear and anxiety.

The fat man couldn't help but tut his mouth: "I didn't expect that such good stuff could be brought here. The one from Beijing will definitely like it."

His eyes darted back and forth between the two girls, filled with greed and ill intent. The fat man was in his early forties, with a lewd face, dark bags under his eyes, and sagging skin. He looked drained by alcohol and sex, with none of the physique expected of a soldier.

There was an unpleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed his thoughts, that he had already treated the two of them as playthings.

The fat man walked towards Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao. His fat body swayed and the flesh on his chin trembled slightly.

He stretched out his hand, and his thick palm seemed to be ready to fall at any time, aiming directly at Jing Chunxi's handsome face.

Jing Chunxi felt nauseous, the feeling of disgust rising from the depths of her heart to her head, almost making her want to vomit. She quickly turned sideways to avoid the disgusting hands.

At the same time, she subconsciously pulled Xiao Tianbao's hand, fearing that she would also be violated.

There were still traces of tears on Xiaoman's face, evidence of her shock. He suddenly stumbled, lost his balance, and leaned sideways in front of Jing Chunxi.

His movements were very natural, as if he had suddenly lost his balance. He stumbled forward two steps, and as he swayed, he accidentally touched the fat man's sleeve.

Perhaps it was an instinctive reaction, but he rushed forward two steps without actually falling. In the end, he was almost standing in Jing Chunxi's original position.

The fat man's hand missed, and his movement paused in mid-air for a moment, as if stopped by some invisible force.

But he didn't seem angry. He just glared at Xiao Man fiercely, his eyes full of impatience and disgust. Then, he turned to look at Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao, with a kind of creepy obscenity in his eyes.

He laughed at Jing Chunxi. The laughter was so harsh, like the sound of nails scratching on wooden boards, which made people frown when they heard it.

He was still saying some obscene words that were hard to hear: "I don't like young girls like you, but there are people who like you. Hahaha!" His laughter echoed in the air, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Xiao Tianbao was obviously frightened. Although she was young, she knew that it was not a good thing to say, and she knew that the person in front of her was not a good person.

The fear made her hug Jing Chunxi tightly. Jing Chunxi also took the opportunity to shrink his neck, pretending to be scared, and turned his back to the fat man, so as to avoid his gaze and that disgusting breath.

The fat man turned around again and glanced at Jing Chunxi and Tian Bao with his cunning eyes. There was a kind of scrutiny and greed in his eyes, as if he was evaluating their value.

Finally, he turned around and looked at the three boys who were still standing in a straight line.

The boy who had been kicked, no older than ten or eleven, had sustained considerable damage from the previous violence. The blows had been severe, clearly inflicting internal injuries. He kept his head down, his back hunched, his face pale, and he looked incredibly weak. Without prompt medical attention, he might not even be able to survive.

The younger brother next to him was no more than seven or eight years old. He was dejected by his brother's sudden change, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. His hand, which was supporting his brother, was still shaking, and he was obviously frightened by what he saw.

Both children were very thin and had ordinary looks. Like Xiao Man, if they didn't speak, they would be hard to distinguish in a crowd.

"Isn't this big one going to die?" The fat man looked at the big boy with obvious anger in his tone.

"The number of people returning is dwindling. We've finally managed to get them here. If anyone dares to act recklessly again, I'll throw them into the valley first." He said this, kicking a nearby wooden barrel. The barrel wobbled a few times, and the dirty water inside spilled all over the floor. The two soldiers shrank back, not daring to speak.

The thin man finally spoke. He glanced at the older boy, then lifted his chin and carefully examined his face, a look of disdain on his face: "Look at how skinny he is. He won't be able to train if he doesn't take care of himself for a few days. The kitchen is short of people, so let them go first!"

Although his voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable commanding tone.

The fat man nodded, as if agreeing with what the thin man said: "Lock up these two little beauties first, and I will take them down the mountain in two days. As for these three, arrange them as you say. If this big one doesn't work, throw him away." Cold and ruthless words came out of his mouth casually, as if these children were just objects in his hands that he could dispose of at will.

"Hurry up and go." As soon as the thin officer spoke, two soldiers stepped out and stood on both sides of the five children. They were already used to this kind of command and obedience.

The fat man and the thin man turned around and left, leaving the five children there to face an unknown fate.