Chapter 1811 Her Life Experience

Lance's voice paused, as if returning to the previous scene, he tilted his head and smiled: "I was planning to leave, after all, that person was too scary to me at the time, but when I left I stepped on the chocolate wrapper, and because of this, I was moved with compassion."

It was this compassion that changed him.

He took the bloody man out of the kitchen and back to his home.

In fact, it's not a home, it's just a nest, in a small alley at the end, where the quilts he picked up are placed and made into a simple bed, where he sleeps at night.

He still remembered that after he helped him to sit down.

The man saw the small knife he picked up and threw aside, he reached out to pick it up, took out a lighter from his pocket, burned the blade red, and finally pointed the knife at himself.

Little Lance was terrified and thought he was going to kill himself.

However, he pointed it at his thigh, cruelly and cruelly dug up a piece of his own flesh, and forcibly dug out the bullet embedded in the flesh!

Little Lance was taken aback. He stared at the man's face and found that his face was calm, without any expression of pain or patience. He was shocked and even wondered, could this man feel no pain?

But one thing is certain, this guy is vicious!

Throwing him his wallet and asking him to buy gauze and alcohol in the pharmacy, it was the first time for little Lance to see so much money, so excited that he almost ran away with the money.

He should also run away, so much money is enough for him to spend a long time.

But he didn't know what happened to him, maybe it was because of the chocolate, or maybe it was because the man didn't despise him, which made him feel needed.

After all, little Lance came back, not only brought back what he asked for, but also brought food.

The man bandaged the wound himself, ate again, and then, as if exhausted, he tilted his head and fell on his crude 'bed'.

It was the first time that little Lance had a full stomach, and his stomach was stretched into a small ball. He leaned against the wall and touched his stomach, thinking that it felt so good to be full, and he would remember this day forever.

Satisfied, he lay down next to the man and fell asleep.

When he was fast asleep, he was suddenly awakened by the cold, and he dragged the quilt in a daze, but the man snatched the quilt from him!

Obviously it was his quilt, his bed.

He saved him, but he still wants to rob him, this man is too shameless!

As a result, little Lance didn't fall asleep very much afterwards, and was fighting for the quilt with others all night. I don't know how long it took, it was almost dawn, and he finally couldn't bear the exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon, and the man beside him was gone.

On the quilt was the wallet he brought back last night, but he didn't take it away!

Little Lance was very happy, just because he was hungry, he held his wallet in his arms and thought about buying a hamburger, but when he came to the door of the hamburger shop, he hesitated again.

Because the wallet is his.

Little Lance was hesitant, and when he was about to leave, he was discovered by a group of little homeless men who often bullied him. Seeing that he had a wallet in his hand, they ran over to snatch it.

He was small and there was only one person, so his wallet was quickly snatched away.

Even though he was beaten half to death, he didn't give up his wallet. He protected it tightly, but it was snatched away in the end.

Little Lance cried.

That was the first time he cried. He didn't cry when he was robbing people for things, and he didn't cry when he was fighting with people, but he cried because he was robbed of other people's wallets.