Chapter 267 Who Is the Devil

Boom, boom, boom—

"Ah, dad, don't hit me, dad, dad, don't hit me—" Under the heavy beating, the girl cried out at the top of her lungs.

The girl's voice was full of pain, confusion, confusion and unknown, as if she couldn't figure out why she was born in this cruel world.

In the continuous rows of slums, in simple wooden rooms, a little girl with a figure like ribs was pressed to the ground.

And the man she called her father was pressing on her right now, with that hammer-like fist hitting her back and chest.

Every punch was so hard that the little girl's eyes were staring like dead fish, and even her breathing stopped suddenly.

Francis, who was carefully leading Li Zitao towards the house, changed her expression and ran forward staggeringly.

"Little Fia, little Fia, oh, don't hit her..."

Snapped!

"Damn bitch, where have you been, where's my drink? You bitch bitch, you bastard—"

When Li Zitao arrived, the house was already in a mess. Francis fell to the ground covering her face, but her arms were tightly hugging a little girl in ragged clothes.

The young figure huddled into a ball, trembling under the crook of mother's arms, making people feel indescribably distressed.

"Who is it?" He spotted Li Zitao at the door.

The male master stretched out the arm of the long-haired monster, his eyes widened and growled at the woman; "Is this your wild man? How dare you bring the wild man back? Ha, you—"

As he said that, he raised his foot, and the big foot in the sturdy leather boots kicked down fiercely, right on the forehead of Francis.

Boom!

With a stride forward, Li Zitao raised his foot and kicked fiercely, the opponent's figure flew upside down, smashed into the wall only 2cm thick and disappeared into the room.

"Little Fia, my poor little Fia."

Francis hugged her daughter who was in a trance, and kept stroking her body with her hands while she was in tears. Blue and red bruises were emerging on her body.

The room was messy, with broken sofas, dirty floors, and some potatoes and vegetables piled on the table covered with grease and sauces.

"Break his hand, and take them away." After looking casually, Li Zitao felt that there was nothing to clean up here, so he ordered to the bodyguard.

"Wait, master, please wait a moment."

With her daughter in her arms, Francis quickly ran to the corner, clasped a wooden board with her fingers on the ground, and took out a palm-sized iron box from it.

"Little Fia, it's sugar, sugar, it won't hurt after you eat it." Francis squeezed a small piece of sugar with her hands, and carefully put it into her daughter's mouth.

She bought it with the money she secretly saved. At this time, she can only use pan-sweet candy to appease her daughter's broken heart.

Francis hoped that she would know that besides bitterness and pain, there are other flavors in this world, including love and hope.

Although this hope had never appeared before, she could only use the only warmth to comfort her daughter, and she tried her best.

"Leave it to me!" Li Zitao stepped forward and stretched out his hand when he saw Francis hugging her daughter with difficulty and propping up her body.

"No, she, she is dirty and will stain your expensive clothes." Francis said with her daughter tightly in her arms, her voice choked.

"It's okay, it's just clothes." Li Zitao smiled, and put his hands on Little Fia's back, her body visibly trembled, and she instinctively wrapped her hands around her mother's neck.

"You're little Fia, right? I heard your mother mention it. She told me, you're the best kid in the world. Do you want to play on the swing?"

Li Zitao's words and smile attracted her attention, her slack eyes refocused, and she looked helplessly at this strange face.

She had only seen the smile on that face in her dreams. She had begged God countless times, hoping to get a father who would smile at her.

My mother said that as long as she is devout, God will respond to her.

"you,

Are you sent by God? "Little Fia asked timidly.

"Yes, God told me that he lost an angel named Little Fia in the world. I think she must be you."

Walking out with the little girl in her arms, the sound of bone cracking and deep wailing resounded outside the house, causing Francis to look back.

Through the big hole in the wall, she saw that the two bodyguards following her master were stepping on her husband's elbow.

With a piece of rag stuffed in his mouth, he struggled desperately, and when he found her, there was a fierce threat in his eyes.

Bang!

The high-raised shovel swung down and slapped him hard on his writhing wrist, his fierce eyes instantly turned up, and his whole body began to twitch.

Then, another hand.

"I'm not afraid of you, I won't be afraid of you again, let you and this house, go to hell!" Francis whispered, turned and chased forward quickly.

"Chocolate, it's Norma's favorite food, do you want to try it?" Li Zitao was holding her in the car, making little Fia happy with chocolate.

The bruise on her body was severe but not dangerous and the GP said her body had grown against it.

As you can imagine, this has happened countless times.

"Norma, won't she be angry because of this?" Little Fia looked at the chocolate and said with a painful expression. The bruise on her body was very painful, and it took time to recover.

"No, she's going to be your best friend—"

Peeling off the candy wrapper, watching Little Fia sip like a hamster, immersing herself in the happiness brought by the chocolate, which made Li Zitao swallow.

Intuitive feeling is always more shocking than ear hearing.

Children are innocent, they should be the purest angels in this world, bringing joy to human beings and families.

But look at the goddamn world, what's all this messed up with?

Everyone is afraid of the devil.

But maybe, the devil is trembling and hiding in the 'darkness', tremblingly looking at this human race that claims to be a higher being, hoping that he will not be found by them.

"Honey, what happened?" Rushing back home, Adelaide saw Li Zitao holding a dirty child, and asked a little surprised.

When she heard what Li Zitao said and saw the scars on her body, tears flowed from her beautiful eyes, "My God, he should really be sent to hell."

After picking up little Fia, Adelaide carried her into the house, "Phyllis, Lison, I need towels and ice, soft cotton clothes,

Is someone enough to get the bathroom sorted out? She needs to clean up and get some food ready, I think she must be starving—"

"Master, I'm sorry about your clothes." Looking at the large grease stains on Li Zitao's chest, Francis wiped away her tears and kept bowing: "Thank you, thank you."

"Go and see her, I think she needs her mother by her side."

Clapping casually, Li Zitao took off his coat, threw it to Dan beside him and said, "After finishing all this, let all the servants come to the lawn, I want to see them."