Karma

"Eat. Tell you to eat! Can't you understand human language?" A yellow-haired gangster said with a smile on his face, stepping on the boy's shoulder.

Although the boy kneeling on the ground looked calm, he still trembled uncontrollably.

Kang Ming, who was leaning on the leather sofa next to him, seemed to find it interesting. He approached with a half-smile expression, kicked the expired canned fish on the floor and said, "Just do what you are asked to do, you will not behave so soon. ?”

Kang Ming smiled when he said this.

The boy kneeling on the ground trembled even more, he just pursed his lips and shook his head slightly.

The yellow hair next to him seemed impatient, and kicked him on the lower abdomen. The boy lowered his head and opened his mouth slightly because of the pain, but before he could cry out the pain, his hair was pulled up—it was the yellow hair that grabbed a few A small fish stuffed into his mouth.

The fishy smell and the sour smell of spoilage filled the mouth, the yellow hair was still stuffing minced fish into this small mouth, and the boy's cheeks were bulging and choking tears flowed out.

This appearance did not arouse anyone's sympathy, but Kang Ming found it even more amusing. He squatted down and patted the boy's head like rewarding an obedient pet dog, watching him swallow the stinky fish meat with red eyes and still eat. Asked: "Is it delicious?"

The boy had no choice but to sniff and nod his head.

Kang Ming was very satisfied with his obedient performance, and said compassionately: "Then eat it all."

As if frozen in place, the boy hesitated for a while before slowly picking up the can.

But Kang Ming stood up and kicked the can to the ground: "Who taught you to use your hands?"

Huang Mao reacted the fastest, taking out the handcuffs from the cabinet with ease and handcuffing the boy's hands behind his back.Not forgetting the bad taste, he took out the dog leash and put it on him to make the picture look more harmonious.

The boy stubbornly retreated vigorously, but the yellow hair kept holding on tightly to the chain around his neck.

After struggling in vain, he could only bend down with his hands behind his back, and slowly put his face close to the pieces of meat on the ground.

Kang Ming looked at him sticking out his tongue to lick the ground, and sneered disdainfully.

I thought it would be more fun than other "pets", but it turned out to be just as boring.

Kang Ming and Huang Mao didn't leave the room until he had finished eating.

The handcuffs were not released, and the boy lay powerlessly on his side on the ground, his mind blank.

It was the slight shaking from time to time that made him regain consciousness - he is not on land now, and he should have been just an ordinary crew member...