Chapter 308
"Back... Young Master, we are not friends in the juggling class. My name is Wei Bei, and his surname is Liu." Wei Bei pointed to the boy next to him. "His surname is Sun, so he doesn't know it." Wei Bei pointed to the last person and said , "Because he practiced the top gun, we all called him Gun Brother."

"We were all kidnapped by the class leader and forced to practice juggling to earn money for him. We have never done anything bad, let alone participated in it."

Seeing that no one interrupted him while talking, and the expressions of the people in front were calm, Wei Bei unknowingly became more courageous, and hurriedly explained, lest they would be regarded as accomplices too.

"You said you were taken captive?"

Speaking of this, Gu Lan's momentum changed suddenly, and his whole person suddenly became cold and ruthless, staring at Wei Bei with knife-like eyes, as if if the child in front of him was lying, there would be an endless abyss waiting for him.

A kid in his teens knows everything. If he tells a lie in a serious manner, it will be easy for people to believe it.

It's not that Gulan doesn't believe what he said, it's just that he is more cautious.

After all, sometimes bad guys are more like good guys than good guys, and they look very deceptive. The boss is a good example.

Her oppressive gaze, let alone a child or an adult, may not be able to bear it, and a guilty conscience naturally manifests itself under high pressure.

Who told them to be in the same tent as the class leader? Unlike those girls, their treatment is obviously better.

"Yes... I... We were really taken captive, I... didn't lie."

When it came to deceiving people, he was already so frightened that his face turned pale, and the boy who called himself Wei Bei had a flash of stubbornness in his eyes, and there was no guilt in his eyes.

Gulan glanced at him, but still did not withdraw his intimidating aura, "How do you know your name?"

"I... I was five years old when I was taken captive, so I have some memories." The person opposite was so scary that Wei Bei finally couldn't hold back and lowered his head.

"So, you've been in juggling class since you were five?"

Wei Bei nodded, and the pressure was much less after lowering his head.

"They too?"

"Yes, they were also abducted at a young age."

"Do you still remember where my home is? Do you remember your parents?" At this point, Gu Lan finally recovered his expressionless face and withdrew his fierce aura.

Not to mention them, even Xia Mu and Li Chui felt chills in his heart when facing his master who suddenly became cold and ruthless.

Ever since I came to the old house, I have never seen such a master.

Wei Bei shook his head and shook his head, "At first I remembered it, but it's been too long, and before I knew it, I forgot everything except the name."

Speaking of this, Wei Bei couldn't help feeling depressed.

What he didn't want to forget, in the beginning, in order not to let himself forget, he forced himself to recite his own name, the name of his hometown, and the names of his parents and elder brothers silently every day, but these were no match for time.

In addition, after being abducted to the juggling class, except for sleeping and a little time for eating, he practiced exercises all day long, and was beaten if he was not good at all.

It can be said that being beaten is more frequent than eating. Every time after being beaten, nothing but pain still hurts in my mind. Over time, I don’t remember anything except my name, my parents, and my brother.

"Maybe what you said is true, but you were all young at that time. I don't believe that after staying in the juggling class for so long, you will have no feelings at all. It's really hard to believe that you are not in the same group."

"My lord, what I said is true..."

Wei Bei knew that the young master didn't believe what he said, but when he heard the three words of disbelief so bluntly, Wei Bei was still a little anxious, hurriedly said, and even forgot his previous fear.

"I remember being abducted, so I didn't really consider myself a part of them when I came here, and I wanted to escape more than once, but every time I was caught and beaten severely."

"It's not just me, they also have tried to escape, but every time they failed, and we didn't have household registration and no guides, so we couldn't run far. If it weren't for the few of us who practiced juggling well, we could help them attract crowds and earn money." Money, and it will take time to retrain new people, I am afraid they would have been killed by them long ago."

"We are just a tool for them to make money. We are stuttered when it is good, and hungry is a common occurrence when it is not good. It is common to be beaten and scolded... Don't believe it... We have evidence..."

Speaking of which, Wei Bei excused himself again, and took off his shirt in two or three strokes, not forgetting to tug on the other three people.

"Don't listen to them, these brats are with us." The class leader, who had relaxed a bit, looked at the brats in the tent with malicious eyes.

They were all talking in the same tent without deliberately lowering their voices, and the class leader could hear them clearly.

Since they can't get better, these little bastards don't even think about it. It's better for everyone to go to hell together.

It was really an annoying voice. Gu Lan looked at Xia Mu, and Xia Mu, whose IQ was online again, quickly understood what the master meant.

A few strides came to the bed where the class leader was lying on, took the wooden stick he picked up, and beat the class hard, and even the people around him suffered if they couldn't dodge.

He is different from the random beatings of a few girls, the places he hits are all painful but not deadly.

After tidying up for a while, these people became honest again, and they didn't even dare to groan loudly.

However, no one was paying attention to them except Xia Mu who beat someone.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are on the boys of half age.

The scrawny upper body is covered with old and new scars in a criss-cross pattern. Although some places have healed, the seriousness of the injuries can still be seen, and some can still be seen as new wounds. The wounds are red, swollen and watery. There is no good place on the upper body except for the face.

It shocked the people who watched, these children were really lucky enough to survive, and these big men couldn't bear to turn their eyes away.

Only a few girls had no surprises on their faces, these days they had seen these boys being beaten more than once.

In short, no matter what they did right or wrong, if the people in the juggling class were unhappy, they would be the first to bear the brunt of the punching bag.

That's why they didn't tie up these boys, they are all poor people.

Seeing the scars on these children, Gulan couldn't calm down. Although it was not unheard of before, it was not as shocking as those on these children.

Gulan didn't speak, but went forward to put on their cotton-padded clothes. When she got them, she realized that the cotton-padded clothes were actually very thin and light, and they were just a little better than autumn clothes.

I don't know how these children got over it.

The children dared to ask the young master in front of them to help them put on their clothes, and shivering, they hurriedly put on some clothes.

In a short period of time, my body has turned red from the cold, and I'm afraid it will become stiff after a while, even if I want to wear it, I can't even put it on.

Passing the thin jacket in her hand to Wei Bei, "Isn't it cold?" She couldn't help asking.

Wei Bei's hand on the rope paused, and he shook his head, "It's not cold, I'm used to it."

The words "get used to it" made me feel endlessly sad, just like the scars on their bodies are used to, so they can put on clothes calmly as if they don't feel pain.

(End of this chapter)

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