Blinking his drunken eyes, the big man looked at the ground beside him. A girl was kneeling on the dirty ground. The rain soaked her yellow floral dress. She had two cute ponytails on her head. Her childlike crying voice was so lovable.
Especially the tender look of those 13 or 14 years old, with their bodies just beginning to develop and their delicate skin as smooth as mutton fat, even the raindrops falling on their arms seemed to slide down faster than those falling on other people.
For men with pedophilia, facing such a girl is really a complete resistance. And normal men will probably become pedophiles after seeing this...
The drunk man staggered to the girl's side, and the word "**" was written on his face.
"Sister, what's wrong? Why are you crying here so late instead of going home?" He tried hard to disguise his voice as kind, just like the big bad wolf comforting the white rabbit.
"I can't go home. I haven't finished what my father asked me to do." Looking up at the strange uncle, the girl's big eyes flickered, as clear as lake water, and one glance at him made people unable to look away.
"How can there be such a cruel father who won't let me go home until I finish my work? Then why don't you go home with your uncle? The bed in your uncle's house is big, warm and very comfortable." The drunk man couldn't help but laugh lasciviously.
"Okay, but uncle has to do Nana a favor first." The girl happily agreed without any disgust.
"So your name is Nana? Come on, tell your uncle that I will agree to any condition you give me." He didn't expect it to be so easy. The drunk was already thinking about how to destroy the flower in front of him.
"Uncle promised Nana this, don't cheat!" The girl's coquetry was so coquettish that it made people faint. A happy smile naturally spread across her face. "Nana is so hungry that she can't walk anymore, so she wants to eat."
"This is easy. What do you want to eat? KFC or McDonald's? Uncle will buy it for you." I don't know who made the conclusion that children just like to eat nutritionless foreign buns and carcinogenic fried potato chips
"No, although it's not as delicious as what Qiye found, but Nana is really hungry. Just eat it, uncle." The girl's innocent smile seemed so naughty.
"What nonsense are you talking about, sister? It's your uncle who wants to eat you. Come on, follow your uncle!" The squatting drunk stretched out a hand and grabbed the girl's shoulder, showing that he wanted to use brute force.
"You can't leave." The smile on his face changed. In an instant, the drunk felt that the girl in front of him looked hideous and terrifying.
Suddenly, a row of sharp white teeth stretched out in a circle along the ground near the big man's feet, each of which was about 20 centimeters in size. Before the drunkard could understand what was happening, the ground was bent up and closed, like a big mouth swallowing its prey in one gulp, and the arm that was holding the girl's shoulder was only half left. Bright red blood sprayed on the girl's face, but there was no trace of the fear and uneasiness that a girl should have on her face. If there was anything, it was a kind of nausea and vomiting. However, it was not because of the cruel big mouth in front of him swallowing, but just because he felt that he had eaten something unpalatable...
He slowly took off the severed hand that was grasping his shoulder, threw it forward easily, and opened his mouth again, swallowing the missing part together. He looked like a pet being fed by its owner...
He stood up naturally from the ground, looked up at the sky with his eyes closed, and let the cold rain wash away the dirty blood on his face.
"How sad! I never thought that a ghost like me would be reduced to eating such obscene and disgusting food. Is there no high-quality food to fill my stomach?" As the girl sighed to herself, the big mouth in front of her that stretched out from the ground slowly fell down and merged with the ground again. At the place where the drunkard had just squatted, there was no trace of his existence. Even the little bit of blood seemed to have been absorbed by the earth.
"Qi Ye, you owe me another debt for making me eat this disgusting thing..." With a slow pace, the girl walked towards the exit of the alley and gradually disappeared in the rain curtain...
The night passed quietly, and the downpour had stopped at five in the morning, revealing a bright sky. The rain washed away the hustle and bustle of the city, as if bringing a new life, making this city of reinforced concrete appear peaceful.
But this is only a brief moment. When it starts from six, the poor guys rushing to work and school will make the city bustling again. The only thing people can cry about is the helplessness of life.
However, Xu Zhe seemed to have forgotten this helpless feeling. Although he had not yet counted money until his hands cramped, he still managed to sleep until he woke up naturally.
At eight o'clock, Wu Qian had already come out of her assigned room and came to the office. But Xu Zhe, curled up in his sleeping bag, was still snoring softly...
He pushed gently, squirmed twice symbolically, and then continued purring.
Because she knew what to do, Wu Qian did not force Xu Zhe to wake up. She called Ouyang Lao Da and Hao Zi respectively.
Fortunately, Ouyang has already gotten up and seems to be doing morning exercises, looking like an old grandfather.
This was not the case with the mouse call. The call kept ringing until it was almost busy before it was connected.
Before Wu Qian could say anything, Haozi had been shouting angrily for a long time. He didn't care if he disturbed him or not. He just finished what Xu Zhe asked Haozi to do and hung up the phone.
He glanced around the office where he worked out of boredom. At first, in order to resist the stench created by Xu Zhe, he sprayed a lot of air freshener, but now the air has turned into a simple and elegant fragrance.
He turned and walked to the window, raised the blinds, and opened the closed plastic-steel window. The cool morning breeze blew over his body, and he felt so comfortable that he felt like he was flying.
Before posting, I leaned on the windowsill. In this morning washed by rain, even the air was exceptionally moist. It felt cool when I breathed it into my lungs. Everything seemed so beautiful…
Unbeknownst to him, a figure was approaching from behind...
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