Chapter 3371 Witch 6

"Spare you? Okay! I'll spare you!"

The big man with a beard held a stick as thick as a child's arm in his hand. Every time he said a word, he would hit the stick hard on the child who was already curled up on the ground, hugging his calf and begging.

The child was as skinny as a stick, his clothes were in tatters, and his whole body was covered in bruises and blood.

Beside him, there were three boys and two girls huddled like quails, watching this scene with fear.

"Father, father... I'm sorry, I'm going to hurt my father to death..."

The boy's breathing gradually became weak, his face was so swollen that he couldn't see his face clearly, and his right leg was strangely hanging, obviously broken.

The man poured a sip of wine into his mouth, sneered and hit the stick again, and then threw the stick away bitterly.

"This is a lesson for you! Don't expect me to treat you! Get up early tomorrow and beg for me. If you don't earn enough gold coins tomorrow, I will kill you!"

"Yes, yes father..."

"And you!" The man suddenly turned his head and kicked a boy who had just entered. "Don't think that you will be safe after escaping this time! You are just like him. Tomorrow night, I want to see you every day. The man brought back a gold coin!”

A group of children were shivering, tears streaming down their faces, but they tightly covered their mouths and did not dare to make a sound.

Little Dyson squatted on the roof, crying too. He held the witch's hand tightly with his little hand and silently watched the scene below.

"Save, save them..."

It took a long time for the young boy to find his voice.

The witch frowned in disgust and sneered in disbelief, "Huh? What do you mean, you want me to save them? Now you can see, human beings are born cruel, cold-blooded and selfish!"

"Save them, they will be killed tomorrow!"

Dyson has seen people begging on the roadside. People hate these little beggars. They will be driven away when they see them, and only a few people will give them a few copper coins.

One silver coin can be exchanged for 10 copper coins, which means that each of them must earn enough 100 copper coins before the sun goes down tomorrow.

This is simply impossible!

The witch stood up and patted her skirt, making her look more beautiful and delicate.

Then he stretched out his hand and said to little Dyson: "Let's go, we should go back."

"No!"

Little Dyson turned his face away in refusal and hugged his knees angrily.

The little little guy started to lose his temper again.

The witch held her forehead with a headache, "You really don't want to leave?"

"They are really going to die!" Little Dyson looked at them with pity. Even the boy who was beaten with a stick was still lying on the floor dying. "Maybe... maybe he won't survive tonight at all!"

He would die in this cold night, in the hands of the man he called his father.

"Okay, then I'm leaving. Tell me, when that man finds you tomorrow, what will happen to you? Will you be adopted by him as an adopted son and driven to the streets to beg?"

The witch's tone was bewitching and terrifying.

Little Dyson's body trembled. He clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, but insisted on his idea.

"No, you will save them!"

The young boy shook his head. He didn't know why, but he felt this way in his heart.

"Little cutie, I like your innocence~" The witch covered her mouth and bent her eyes, innocent and sweet.