A strange world

Chapter 1289 Chapter 211. Remembered

"If it were me, no one in that gang would make it out alive."

Killian showed a bloody smile: "I did it too."

It wasn't him, but when he returned to his family, he had a high fever for three days. When he woke up again, the gang had been razed to the ground.

But...the high fever also made him forget a lot of things. Many memories have become blurry, such as...

Killian clutched his abdomen, where there was still a centipede-like scar.

Who sewed up the wound for him... That cold night, the greasy intestines couldn't stop flowing out... Who was it? Why can't I remember...

The pain didn't seem to be that painful anymore...

Cold sweat broke out on Killian's forehead, as if he was trapped in an unspeakable nightmare. Everything in front of him lost the sense of distance and became farther and farther away...

Killian tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see the blurry face clearly——

At this time, Annan's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Killian woke up instantly, his heart beating like a person who is awakened.

"I……"

"You don't look good."

The mixed thoughts returned to consciousness, and Killian let out a long sigh: "Huh... a homeless boy crawling around in hell is not a good memory, is it?"

"You are right, but it will also become your precious wealth."

"wealth?"

"You have been at the bottom and you understand the bottom. This is your advantage."

"Is this...is it?"

No one had said that before, and Killian subconsciously wanted to question it... but Annan had no reason to lie to himself.

"Looking at your appearance, forget it for today and go back and have a good rest."

Black Widow said with some hints. He was certain that Killian would have an unforgettable dream about himself after he returned.

Oh, no, it’s about Annan’s dream.

"Um……"

Killian did not refuse, turned around and walked out, looking as if something was missing.

Returning to the Golden Palace, he hurriedly said goodbye to Annan, and Kilian walked to his residence.

The maids and servants were running back and forth in the corridor, and Killian came back to his senses slightly: "What are you busy with?"

"Master Killian, Elvis Raymond is preparing the dinner."

"What dinner?"

"The dinner to welcome Lord Annan Reeves will be attended by many nobles and family members..."

Killian returned to his bedroom and asked the guards to wake him up an hour before the banquet. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep without even taking off his coat.

…

"Greyhound, greyhound... hush... greyhound..."

Killian was awakened by a childish cry, followed by an indescribable coldness.

It's so cold...why is it so cold?

It's like the soul is flowing out along the gap...

"I really admire you. You fell asleep while lying at the door." The voice continued, stretching out his foot to play with Killian.

Killian, who was lying on the ground, turned to lie on his back, with the ice-crusted wound on his abdomen unreservedly exposed, earning a scream.

The dirty boy shouted "Greyhound is dead" and ran into the dilapidated house that was leaking air. Not long after, a group of children ran out and hurriedly carried him into the dilapidated house.

Killian, who felt that his soul was about to be frozen, tried to open his eyes a crack, and the concerned face in front of him made his thoughts freeze.

"An...Nan...?"

"It's so pitiful, the gray dog ​​is already talking nonsense..." said the little girl next to him.

The boy with black hair and black eyes, who looked exactly like Annan, but was dressed like a beggar, refused to give up. He asked the children to bring needles and thread, stuff Killian's frozen intestines into his stomach, and sew them shut with needles. Finish with a handful of ashes.

The kids were left to their fate, but miraculously the greyhound made it through the night.

The boy who looks exactly like Annan is called Dance, and he is the leader of the group of children.

He spent the whole night looking after the greyhound. I kept an eye on his condition, gave him water, and avoided turning over to pull the wound. I found that his body temperature was frighteningly low, so I hurriedly ran into the snow and wind outside to bring in firewood.

The greyhound came to life, but was unable to work.

He could only lie there and watch the other children busy around, picking up planks of wood and nailing holes in the house, stealing firewood and coal for burning, turning snow into water, and cooking food into paste.

With one less person to work on, they have more to do.

But the children had no complaints. The adults no longer want them, and they can no longer give up on themselves.

After a few days of training, the greyhound can barely walk.

On this day, Gillis ran in with a snowflake on his head and shouted excitedly in the yard: "The Wild Wolf Gang is hiring!"

They know that gangs are a bunch of bad people, but as long as they join a gang, they can survive the winter.

Dance decided to take the kids to try their luck. Bernice, the only girl among them, asked: "What should we do if they bully us?"

"I will protect you," Dance said firmly.

Bernice helped the greyhound, and the children wrapped themselves up tightly and followed Dance out, like sheep running into a pack of wolves, being easily controlled by the wild wolf gang.

The disparity between children and adults makes Dance's resistance seem like a joke. Bernice and another girl were dragged away by the grinning gang, and soon the girls' cries were heard outside.

Dansi wanted to rush forward and fight for his life, but was kicked back by the gang at the door. He held his stomach and huddled up like a shrimp.

They put the children in a room.

The children were trembling, and Gillis, who was so happy just now, was completely frightened and talking nonsense.

Only Dans, who got up, refused to give up and told them that they still had a chance to escape.

The Wild Wolf Gang was not very wary of a group of children, and there was not even a guard. This gave them the last chance.

Quietly waiting until late at night, Dans pulled out the iron sheet hidden in his sleeve, cut open the bolt behind the door, and led them out.

When he ran to the door, Dans stopped and told them: "You run first, I want to rescue Bernice and the others!"

The children turned around and ran, but found that there was a guard at the door. Gillis hugged the guard's waist and told them to go quickly.

The rest of the children ran out of the door and fled in all directions.

Greyhound was still very weak and ran the slowest. He was soon kicked to the ground by the gang members who came. The sutured wound burst open instantly, and the copper chain he had been wearing around his neck was also broken.

He was caught and thrown in front of Dans who was beaten and covered in blood.

Just when Greyhound was about to be beaten, Dans, who was lying on the ground gasping for breath, yelled at them: "Don't hit him! His wounds haven't healed yet. If you kill him, you won't make any money!"

The thugs of the Wild Wolf Gang transferred their hatred to Dans and swung their whips more vigorously. Greyhound, who escaped, was put into a cage.

He had not recovered yet and soon developed a high fever, and his consciousness became blurred. After an unknown amount of time, he heard a murderous whisper.

"Kill everyone here, leaving no one alive."

Then, the owner of the voice picked him up and said to himself with heartache: "Lady, you have made the young master suffer so much..."