Tyrone stared at the dilapidated alley blankly, and the bouquet he bought in his hand also fell on the ground.
Daphne who made an appointment with him...
When he was about to die of starvation, Daphne stretched out her immature little hand, and placed a soft and ugly cake on her palm.
Watching him gobbling down, Daphne who smiled like an angel still appeared.
Daphne is the source of all his goals and motivation...
He was assaulted by several stinking old men who took turns pressing on the wall.
At this moment, she was not even conscious, foaming in her mouth. Those old guys didn't know how long it lasted. They imposed on her body, which was only eight or nine years old, that even God would never forgive her Thing...
Tyrone was shaking all over.
"You guys... Give me..." He took out the blade that had been sealed and placed next to him, and approached the old guys step by step.
They are still immersed in happiness.
"The body of a young girl is indeed a very beautiful thing."
"Abandoned guys like this can only be found in slums."
"Look at her, she's already foaming in her mouth, isn't she going to die?"
"Even if we play to death, it is her glory, isn't it? Hahaha!"
Several old men laughed happily with voices like drakes.
Soon, they couldn't laugh anymore.
The body can no longer twitch.
In their throat, a shocking wound was drawn, and blood was flowing continuously down the throat... No, it was spewing out!
At the last moment when they closed their eyes, they saw a young figure with a blood-stained knife in his hand and a sneer that seemed crazy.
Even people who will die in the next second will feel extremely cold after seeing that smile.
The old guys were dead, and Tyrone gently picked up Daphne's body which was still convulsing.
For a child her age, she cannot bear such violence, let alone being violent by several people.
"Daphne... you wake up... I will take you to the treatment center... I will definitely save you..." Tyrone's hands trembled a little, and she gently brushed her thin cheeks.
During his absence, she looked a little thinner. She must have been bullied by the poor in this area, right
They are always like this, only bullying the weak, but sticking out their tongues to those rich guys, respectful like a pug.
"You... You're back..." Daphne seemed to hear Tyrone's call and slowly opened her eyes. She looked very weak at this time, and there was no blood on her face.
"I'll take you to the treatment center... Don't worry, I have made money, a lot of money, I can see a doctor..." Tailong's hands were a little trembling.
Daphne shook her head lightly, "Sorry... let you see me like this..."
"It's okay, you're okay, it's better than anything else. I have killed those guys. Killing them will clean up the dirt on your body!" Tyrone said with excitement.
"But I... I'm very tired... I just want to sleep quietly for a while..." Daphne showed a sullen expression, like the appearance of her little girlfriend acting coquettishly in the arms of her beloved man.
It was only shown by her extremely sick body, which was really reluctant.
But what else can I say.
She is bleeding...
I've been bleeding since just now...
Those guys didn't care about her pain, but didn't notice that their rough behavior tore her blood vessels.
It's too late.
Even at this time, it’s too late to go to the treatment facility.
Even in the last moment, I really don't want to see his sadness.
"I'm telling you..." At the last moment, Daphne reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Tyrone's eyes.
Tyrone looked at her blankly.
"In this life, no one has ever cried for me. You are the first one... Even my parents, when they were alive, never cared about me so much... Even if this kind of thing happened, if they were If you do, it’s just going to be very cold to deal with... Because it’s too much trouble to offend someone you don’t know for me..."
Tyrone did not speak, but held her hand tightly.
He seemed to have noticed something.
I'm afraid she has been alive soon.
And even if she was sent to the treatment facility at this time, it would be of no avail.
Those well-dressed bastards will definitely drive themselves out because they haven't given enough money.
How could Tyrone, who had only a few silver coins, stepped into the door of the treatment facility.
As Daphne's hand slowly slipped from Tyrone's palm.
Her petite and poor body finally stopped twitching.
Tyrone's heart also seemed to be emptied by something.
He didn't yell, and he couldn't help himself in sorrow.
He just kept that action all the time.
Quietly hugged her in his arms.
This girl, the girl who met only very briefly.
She obviously gave him the only food when she herself was very hungry.
But in the end, Tyrone did not realize her dream.
In this way, Tyrone hugged her tightly and spent the night in the alley.
Until her body became cold.
He buried her body.
The next day, Tyrone walked into a weapon shop and bought a sharp machete.
Originally, the owner of the weapon shop didn't want to sell it to him, but after seeing the child's eyes, the owner always felt as if he was being spotted.
It was a sight shrouded like a death god. Under pressure, he gave Tyrone the best-made knife in their shop.
Although only a few silver coins were collected from him, after Tyrone left, the boss breathed a sigh of relief as if he had escaped from death.
In any case, he couldn't understand what happened to a child who was only eight or nine years old to have such terrible pupils.
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The Arnold ghetto is always a topic maker.
Only half a year has passed since the plague incident not long ago, and this time another topic has been pushed to the point where everyone knows it.
Overnight, blood ran into the Arnold slum, and all the poor who lived in that area died.
And the death state was cut through the throat.
Although the slums are only a small part of the city-states of Noxus, this brutal killing method still shocked the high-levels of Noxus.
After rigorous interrogation and search, they targeted a child who was only eight or nine years old.
When the child who was carrying a block larger than himself was found in the logging plant, the stupefied mouth shape of the investigators was enough to stuff an entire egg.