Chapter 120 Powerlessness

The young boy Allen woke up from his coma. His mouth was slightly open, his eyes staring blankly at the beams, tears slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Mom..."

Although many days had passed, he was still unwilling to face the reality of the death of his only relative. Compared with the great mental pain, the scars on his body that kept increasing were not felt.

More than half a month ago, the village where Allen lived was attacked by pirates. He and some people in the village were kidnapped as slaves by the pirates behind their backs. Even more unfortunately, Allen's mother was killed for trying to stop the pirates from taking her son away.

The boy was knocked unconscious, and other people who were unfortunately enslaved were loaded onto the pirate ship and transported to the pirates' secret base - a small island.

Many stronger and older people were stuffed into the paddle boat as oarsmen, while several children including Allen were used as child servants for the leaders to dispatch.

The boy missed his deceased mother every day, thinking that his mother died to protect him. He burned with deep hatred for the pirates, hated his own weakness, and hated his cowardice at that time.

He tried to escape, but failed every time. Once he had the opportunity to go to the seaside. After learning that this was a pirate far away from the mainland, he realized that it was not easy to escape from here.

The scars on his body were left after he was discovered in the previous escapes, and he was severely beaten every time.

Facing the slavery of the pirates, he resisted and refused to obey, so he was humiliated and tortured again and again.

"If you weren't a handsome embryo, I would have thrown you into the sea to feed the fish."

Alan's pirate "master" said to him after beating him severely.

Just when Alan was lying on the bed in a daze, the door opened, and he knew the person who walked in. It was Tom, the child of the neighbor in the original village. Many children in the village were abducted by pirates, even including the annoying Pine who always had a quarrel with him.

"Alan... did you have a nightmare again?" Tom noticed the tears in the corners of Alan's eyes and asked.

"Well, I dreamed of my mother again."

Tom's face showed a sad look after hearing this. Although his parents were not killed by pirates like Alan's mother, he didn't know if he could see them again in this life. After several beatings, he has now accepted his slave status.

He resisted the urge to cry and went over to hug his friend.

At this time, someone else came in. It was an old servant who had been a slave here for many years. Seeing the two teenagers in such a scene, he knew that the two children were missing their relatives again.

"Alas!" The old servant sighed and reminded: "It's Alan's turn to deliver food today. Go quickly. If you are late, you will make those people unhappy again."

Alan got up from the bed, went to the kitchen of the pirate base to get a large food box, and reluctantly walked towards a yard with it.

There was a row of buildings in the yard, divided into small rooms, and a young woman was imprisoned in each small room. At his age, he still didn't know why the pirates locked up so many young women here and didn't let them work. He once asked the old servant, who replied that he would know when he was older, and shook his head and said, "What a sin."

Under the supervision of the pirate guarding him, he took out the food from the lunch box and sent it to each room.

The last room was locked with a girl who was not much older than him. She was very cute, but she should have been innocent and lively at this age, but now she had a dull face.

Alan put the food on the small table in the room. The girl nodded slightly at him, and there was still no expression on her face.

Just when the boy was about to leave, there was a commotion outside.

"Haha, it's finally our turn to relax. This time I want to try a smaller piece of stuff."

"You are really amazing. You ran over here early in the morning." This was the voice of the guard.

"I've been on guard all night and I haven't slept yet."

A pirate rushed in with a loud shout and saw Alan who had not left yet. A mark on the boy's body made him recognize that he was a slave. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Get out of here quickly, don't disturb my interest here."

Interest? What does he want to do?

Alan noticed that the girl's wooden face showed fear, which made him instinctively feel that the pirate wanted to harm the girl.

"What are you going to do?"

The pirate was a little surprised, and then put on a ferocious expression: "Why do you care about what I do? Well, I'll tell you, I'm going to ravage this little girl, what? Do you want to watch from the side?"

"Don't hurt her!"

The boy thought the pirate was going to beat the girl, so he plucked up his courage and opened his arms to block the pirate. His small body formed a sharp contrast with the pirate's strong body.

The pirate looked incredible. This little slave who came to deliver food actually had the courage to talk to him like this. Didn't he know his identity and where this place was?

He smiled grimly, "Yo yo yo! Where did you come from, little hero? Are you going to play the game of hero saving beauty?"

The vicious aura emitted by the other party made the boy tremble all over, but he still did not retreat, and stood in front of the pirate with a stubborn face.

A big hand grabbed his clothes and lifted him up like a chicken.

"It seems that you are a newcomer who has just arrived. Let me teach you the rules here?"

"Let me go!" Allen held the pirate's hand with both hands and tried to break it open, but the pirate's hand was like a pair of iron pliers. In vain, he could only shout: "It's wrong for you to bully others!"

"Bullying people? Hahaha!" The pirate laughed wildly, "You have to understand that this is a pirate den, and the strong can do whatever they want to the weak."

There is no mistake. One post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, one read!

He swung his arm and slammed the boy's head against the wall.

Allen felt a sharp pain in his head, followed by a strong sense of dizziness, and felt like everything around him was shaking.

The pirate asked him: "What? Do you still want to stop me?"

"You...you...doing this is wrong."

A fist as big as a casserole hit Allen's face all at once, and blood spurted out from his nose.

The pirate was a little angry. If the slave was not the "public property" of the regiment, he would have wanted to kill the kid with a knife.

He was about to continue teaching this blind little slave, when a small hand was placed on his body, it was the girl.

The girl shook her head at the pirate, a pleading look on her face.

"Hmph! Forget it, uncle, I still have things to do, so I don't want to waste time with this little guy."

Alan, who was already dazed, was carried out of the house and thrown outside like a rag. Then the pirate kicked him in the head and the boy fainted.

When he woke up, he was lying on the bed in the room just now. The wound on his head was so painful that he almost fainted again.

"Thanks!"

A voice came into his ears. He turned around and saw that the girl sitting next to him was the girl. It seemed that she had not been beaten by the pirates.

"You're welcome!"

Allen said that he was also a slave of pirates. He sympathized with the people locked up here. People outside could still walk around in the stronghold, but the women here seemed to be unable to leave the yard.

He got up and got out of bed, and said goodbye after feeling that there was no problem walking.

What can he change now? He couldn't change anything except expressing his dissatisfaction in the same powerless way before.

I didn’t get home until 2:30 in the morning, but the function was finally successfully debugged this week, so I don’t have to work overtime on weekends. (^ρ^)/