Chapter 712

When it comes to being injured, Mengmeng suddenly thinks of something. Her face turns white. She starts to cry again and says to Zhang Jun, "little brother, if you cure me, they will beat me. What can I do?"

Zong Yuan was surprised and asked Meng Meng, "why?"

Meng Meng wiped her tears. Because her face was covered with ash, she turned into a pretty face. Her eyes were wide open, and she seemed to think of something terrible.

"Little brother, they said that only when we are injured can we have pity and make money. The children here are looking at the poor, but also looking at the poor. They said I was not poor and hurt me She pointed to her miserable calf, "this place has been hit several times, every time a good, they hurt, hit can hurt."

Qinglian's small face was full of compassion and said in a low voice, "poor Meng Meng, don't worry. With my brother Zongyuan and me, no one will beat you."

Meng Meng seemed to hear the best news in the world. She was surprised and asked, "really? Will no one hit me again? "

Zongyuan nodded seriously: "no one will beat you, not only you, but all the people here will not be beaten again."

Meng Meng was immediately happy. Her small face was full of smiles. She took Zongyuan's hand and said, "little brother, are you hungry? I have something to eat. " With that, she took out a piece of cake from her arms like a treasure. The cake had been squeezed out of shape, and the surface had a layer of gray black, which had become moldy and deteriorated.

Zongyuan's nose suddenly became sour. When he was in the base, he was always picky and picky. Lin Xian always coaxed him to eat more nutritious and healthy medicated food. Now, compared with Meng Meng, the life in the base is so happy and his parents love him.

He beat the rotten cake on the ground and took out a bag of dried fruit from home from his pocket. This dried fruit is unusual. It is picked from a miraculous herb. Ordinary people can strengthen their health, prolong their life and improve their spirits.

Meng Meng was stunned. She took a dried fruit that she had never seen before. She carefully peeled one and tasted it. She could not help smiling. Her big eyes turned into crescent moon and said, "thank you, little brother."

Zong Yuan said: "eat it, I still have it after eating."

Meng Meng is totally attracted by the delicious food. She eats one by one and looks happy. Next to him, Zong Yuan's small face did not know when he had been murderous. Qinglian felt that he looked very similar to his master when he was angry. Whenever the master showed this expression, it often meant a killing, a bloody rain.

She was afraid and whispered, "brother Zongyuan, what are you going to do?"

Zongyuan pointed to the people in the factory and said coldly, "Qinglian, you can see these more than 100 people. Many of them were abducted. They left their parents and suffered various kinds of torture every day. They begged like clowns in the street. All this is to make money for those people who are inferior to animals. So many people have been victimized and such a big event, why is no one in charge of it? What about the police? What about the government? What about the so-called public welfare organizations? Are they all shit Eaters? "

Qinglian sighed gently and said, "brother Zongyuan, there is always darkness under the sun. No one can be perfect."

"But I can't tolerate such inhuman things in my eyes!" Zongyuan Mou son more and more cold, "my father said to me, work only with the original intention, my heart is angry, will kill!"

Qinglian is a gentle temperament. She has no objection. It can be seen that she hates these people's practices. She thinks about it and says, "it's too big for our children to make decisions. We'd better inform the rich and noble gang."

Zongyuan nodded: "but we have to do something, I want to know why these people are so rampant." With that, he took a miniature headset out of his pocket. The earphone is very small, they can't even find the triangle eye, otherwise it would have been confiscated.

Zong Yuan gently pressed on the earphone and put it into the eye of the ear. A moment later, Xiao Qiang's voice came from inside: "what do you want me to do, little boy?" Xiaoqiang's tone is not good.

Zongyuan's voice was a little low: "Uncle Qiang, you have to help me, I have to deal with a group of bad people."

"Little things." Xiaoqiang said, "tell me what you want, and I will pass on the order to the rich and noble gang."

"OK, I'm not hanging up. Keep in touch." Zong Yuan said.

After the call, Zong Yuan talked to the children around him one by one, and soon he understood what an evil organization it was. This organization is called the beggars' sect locally. They are all over the country and in every city.

Some teenagers told Zong Yuan that if they met beggars on the street, eight out of ten were from the beggars' sect. These people are all well-informed and influential.

In the beginning, these people just recruited some physically disabled children from the countryside to help them beg. Slowly, they found that it was a very profitable business, because it was easy for a beggar to earn more than 10000 yuan a month.

They make more and more money, and their heart gets darker and darker. They start to do whatever they can to make a profit. The number of beggars is constantly expanding, but they are still not satisfied, but they can not receive enough disabled people to pretend to be poor beggars. So they began to buy the abducted children, and even directly participated in the process of trafficking.Because the children they bought were not pitiful enough, they broke their legs, broke their hands, burned their skin, and made them miserable. In this way, you can earn the sympathy of passers-by and get more money.

Some children's injuries happened to be hit again, so many people died. In a short period of one year, six children's cold bodies were thrown out in the middle of the night, and no one knew where they had been thrown.

What's more, these people are more and more daring, and their hearts are getting darker and darker. They are turning to the more lucrative business of human organs. Although some of the children bought have disabilities, their organs are normal, so everyone has been taken blood, and genetic information is recorded.

Once a domestic hospital needs some kind of organ transplantation, this side will be the first time to go out to communicate with the families of patients who need organs. In this way, they can make hundreds of thousands or even millions of profits at a time.

Maybe it's for this reason that although the people here are cruel, they don't want to kill people. The children can eat well on weekdays and can't be frozen in winter. It's not that they are kind-hearted, but they are afraid that if the child dies, they will have no money to earn.

The more he listened, the more angry he became. What's even more frightening to him is that there are more than one similar "big factory buildings" all over the country. Almost every more developed city has such a place, which is called the headquarters of the beggars' sect.

"Shameless!" He cursed in his heart and clenched his fist.

When Zong Yuan asked the children around him, it was time for lunch. Two young men with angry faces brought two big pots. One basin contained vegetables, the other contained rice, which were very rough things. The children rushed to grab the food and the factory was in chaos.

The two young people were smiling and pointing, and their eyes were cold. One of the eyes kept scanning, and finally stopped at Qinglian and Zongyuan. As the two of them didn't grab the food, they looked very conspicuous. One of the Yellow haired youth saw Qinglian with a bright eye. He grinned at his companion and said, "what about this girl? Pure or impure? "

Another touched his chin and looked up and down at Qinglian in a hostile way. He nodded again and again: "it's a beauty, but it's a little small."

"It doesn't matter if I'm small. I'll take this one." The Yellow haired young man grinned darkly and then walked towards them.

Zong Yuan listened to Huang Mao's words clearly. His eyes were full of murders. He raised his head and looked at the two people who were close to him.

Huang Mao youth saw Zongyuan's bright eyes. He didn't like the feeling. He frowned and asked, "boy, why don't you eat?"

Zongyuan grinned and said, "I'm not hungry."

The Yellow haired youth hummed, his eyes flashed, and suddenly reached for Qinglian and said, "little girl, brother will take you to take a bath."

At the moment when he reached out his hand, the Yellow haired youth suddenly heard a thunder in his mind and suddenly jumped up. He woke up like a dream, a little confused, and then touched his stomach, said eagerly: "I'm starving, I'm so hungry."

With that, he quickly rushed to the two food basins, pushed the children aside a few times, and then put a plug into the pot to eat. He wolfed, his eyes full of hunger, he was a starving ghost.

Zong Yuan's eyes flashed with light gold. Although he had not been able to unite his true power, his spiritual cultivation had already surpassed that of ordinary people. Last month, he entered the realm of Jue Kong. Zhang Jun taught him the technique of heart plate, but Zong Yuan learned it very quickly. In addition, his mind was pure and powerful. In fact, the power of heart plate technique was not lower than that of Zhang Jun.

He had an idea. He felt very hungry and wanted to eat. He kept eating, eating all the dishes, and then began to eat again. Another young man is stupid. What's going on? He kept calling at the back, "Xiaodu, what are you doing? Do you eat it, too

However, Huang Mao young man didn't pay any attention to him. He ate it crazily, and soon his stomach swelled up, but he still kept eating it. He was very hungry, and the hunger was very strong. But his brain is still clear, he knows that eating like this will eat himself to death, but he just can't stop.

The more he ate his stomach, the more miserable he felt. The more fear he felt on his face, he was already in tears. The young man on one side was frightened. He kept retreating and murmured: "retribution, it must be retribution. Ghosts, ghosts!" He yelled, turned and ran.

The children around were scared to hide aside, because the Yellow haired youth often beat them, leading to the children's heart has a great fear of him, do not dare to get too close.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a suit came with a group of people. This middle-aged man's suit is a famous brand. One suit costs tens of thousands. His leather is shiny and his hair is combed in a neat way. He is a rich man who looks after himself.

Before that, the young man who ran to call people pointed at Huang Mao in horror and said, "Hey brother, look, Xiaodu seems to be crazy and keeps eating. Haige, do you think he's running into evil

Haige frowned, and he was more taboo of "bumping into evil". After all, he had done too many bad things and was upset in his heart. He immediately scolded: "fart, hit your mother's evil!" Then he glared and called to the Yellow haired youth: "little poison! Stop the damn thingXiaodu ignored him. He had been extremely miserable, but he couldn't stop. He made a "Wuwu" voice and wanted to say something. Unfortunately, Haige couldn't hear him clearly.

Haige's heart is slightly startled, is it really bumping into evil? He immediately waved: "hold him down!"

Two strong men came out, one left and one right, pressing the poison on the ground. One of them hit Xiaodu's face with a fist, which broke his teeth and covered his mouth with blood.

But such a fierce struggle, resulting in small poison stomach gas rolling, he suddenly screamed, mouth constantly belch, and then "wow" a sound spit out countless half digested food. But then he began to twitch and scream like a ghost.

As soon as Haitou's back was cold, his hair was blown up. He stepped back and looked shocked.

Two strong men also backed away, one of them said suspiciously: "Haige, he is holding up."

Haige reacts to come over, connect busy way: "quick, send a hospital!"

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