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Autumn passes and winter solstice comes, with heavy snowfall.

Sand...sand...!sand...!!!sand...!!!

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and a figure tried hard to huddle in the corner, making himself look as inconspicuous as possible.

This is a beggar whose whole body is full of odor and has big mask burns all over her body. If it weren’t for the dry grass-like hair on her head covering her face, the horrific burn marks on her face alone would be enough to scare a child to tears.

.But no matter how humble and insignificant this little beggar looks, just one look into her eyes will make you tremble with fear.

Only those desperadoes who truly dared to fight with their lives would have such sharp and fierce eyes. In the beginning, he relied on these eyes to occupy this church, enjoying the shelter from the wind and rain and the tributes to satisfy his hunger.

.But as time passed, the beggars who originally lived here finally discovered that the person in front of them was not a desperado that could not be offended at all, but a guy who could be stepped on. Not only did they snatch back

She moved into her "own" residence, even more so that she was squeezed out, and would be beaten violently if nothing happened.

After all, the beggars here are all people who were forced into a desperate situation by Nagaros. When they came to this chaotic city, not only did they fail to develop, but they pushed themselves into a deeper abyss, wandering on the edge of death every day.

In other places, beggars may have people giving alms, but where are they?

This is Nagaros. Everyone is a vicious person. Good intentions here are not as useful as a steamed bun. If you don’t want to die, you can only steal or rob. If you succeed, you will live another day. If you fail, you will become

If you are lucky enough not to be killed by the prey, if you encounter a policeman, you will cut off your hands and wait for death.

But the guy in front of me doesn't need to take risks or even go out. Someone will take the initiative to bring food to him every day, just like a pretty boy being kept by a rich woman.

Being able to get food every day without taking risks may not seem like much to people in other places, but to Nagaros, especially these beggars, it is an unimaginable dream.

Jealousy is a vine that grows crazily once its seeds are sown, and the consequences of jealousy are also terrible.

"It's really miserable. I must have been severely beaten again yesterday."

Laerila walked in from the door wearing tall thermal shoes and a big plush coat, holding a box of lunch in one hand and a torch in the other. The moment she stepped into the church,

More than a dozen pairs of eyes were all staring at her. Some were looking at her chest and long legs unscrupulously. Others were staring at the lunch box in her hand. Imagine the pleasure of those delicious meals filling their hunger. Regardless of these beggars

No matter what they desire in their hearts, without exception, everyone can get what they want from Lyrela, but everyone can only drool at Lyrela. Behind her, although you can't see

arrived, but everyone knew that there would definitely be people from the hotel following her, who could protect her when she was in danger, or

If someone were to attack Lairila, they would definitely attack the King of Hell in the next second. As long as someone with a normal mind would not want to attack her.

"Hey, take it!"

Lyrella threw the lunch box on the ground like garbage. She wiped the snow off the table, sat on it and crossed her legs, looking down at the little beggar.

The little beggar was not polite, he picked up the lunch box, opened it and started eating with his hands.

"Today, you came very late." Night had fallen early. For a month, she had returned to the hotel in the city early every day at this time, but today she came to the church at this time.

"What? Are you used to being fed by me? Are you starting to blame me for being late and making you hungry?"

"Haha, man, this is the kind of animal that gets too many gifts and takes them for granted? I'm tired of it, and I'm tired of playing. I don't want to play the dog game anymore. As a fang, I'm still alive.

It’s time for you to find some food for your wild dog.” Lyrilla sneered and put her foot on the little beggar’s head, rubbing it.

He said that he was tired of it, but in fact it was because of the heavy snow. The heavy snow in the sky flooded the path leading from the church to the city, and the church was also located on a very high ground. When he couldn't see the road clearly, he accidentally stepped on the ground, but

She would have fallen under the cliff. It took almost a lot of effort for Lyrilla to climb up. But even so, it still took a lot of time. At this time, it was the time for her to pick up guests. As she only picked up guests one day,

Lairla, who has very few customers, accepts one less customer, which will cause huge losses to the kiln.

"You shouldn't be here at this time, that hotel will punish you!" Lai

Ruila was stunned for a moment. She originally thought she would blame herself for coming too late, but she didn't expect that she actually expressed concern for herself.

"What does this have to do with you? What does it have to do with you when and where I am, whether I will be punished or not. After feeding you a few mouthfuls of food, do you really think you are me? Wild dog."

"Do you have a crush on me? That's right, no matter how dirty you are, no matter how young you are, you are still a man. As a man, I definitely have that kind of thoughts about women. I'm not bragging. As a woman, I have that aspect.

But he is very good at it, and I guarantee that you will be unforgettable in your life. Yes, no matter you are a beggar, an old man, or even a patient. It doesn’t matter how ugly or old you are, five hundred thousand sulas, I will be yours, as long as you can afford it.

Money, even a wild dog like you can give me money." Larry stretched out his foot and gently stepped on the little beggar's chest, drawing circles, and his movements became more and more seductive as his tone became more and more seductive.

The more charming she became, she moved up the little beggar's chest, lifted his chin with her feet, and looked at him with a half-smiling expression.

"Your feet are shaking." Lyrela's expression froze and her movements stopped.

"Not only your feet, your body is also trembling. Although you acted very calm, your body still betrayed you. You must be scared, afraid of the punishment after you go back." Lyrela put the plush back on her feet.

She was shaking in her shoes, and her expression could not be seen in the dim firelight under her head.

"I've also heard about you in the past month. You work in a kiln called Zhenji Bagan. The most distinctive and profitable one in that kiln is Bagan." "Shut up!"

Lyrela's swaying feet stopped, and she said in a very low voice, "Stop." But the voice was too low and the little beggar didn't hear it, and continued to speak.

"Bagen is the eight escort girls who sell their innocence. You are one of them. As the most important escort girl in the brothel, you have not made any money for the brothel. The boss of Zhenji Bagen is not a kind-hearted person.

On the contrary, he is famous for his cruelty and greed. You made him lose so much money, and I want to wait for your punishment..." "I told you to shut up!"

Lyrilla was almost roaring. Under the dim candlelight, one or two drops of crystal liquid dripped from her face. She stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes, raised her head, and stared at the little beggar with fierce eyes.

"You're just a wild dog, where do you talk so much? If you don't want to eat, just return the lunch box and I'll take it and throw it away. Who do you think you are? The police? Investigation and reasoning, does this have anything to do with you? You loser

, you are like a dog with a broken leg and no one feeds it, you would have died a long time ago. Take care of yourself!"

The little beggar looked at each other for a while, then finally lowered his head and stopped talking. He just grabbed the food and stuffed it into his mouth one after another until the last grain of rice was licked clean.

, Laerila grabbed the lunch box and threw it into the snow and wind outside, and left the church.

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"Do you know where you live and what your identity is?"

In the deepest room of Zhenji Bagen, the boss sat on a chair and asked Lereira who was kneeling on the ground.

"I am a slave who serves my master wholeheartedly. I live in the paradise that my master built for us. Here we get warmth and food..."

"Stop it, Lereira. Stop talking about these things and talk about reality. I'll ask you again about your identity and where you live. Answer me seriously. You know the consequences of being careless again." The boss said.

Impatiently interrupting Lyreira, he put out the cigarette in his hand and blew out a big smoke ring.

"Tools, tools for making money. Tools for making money in the kiln."

The boss nodded with satisfaction and got out of the chair. He seemed quite satisfied with the answer. He came to Lyrela and gently stroked her hair, enjoying the softness of the hair. He closed his eyes as if he was intoxicated.

.Then he violently pushed her head to the ground and stepped on Lyrela's face with one foot.

"You fucking know that you are making money for me. If you didn't tell me, I would fucking think you were a princess from some country. Do you know how much loss you brought to me today? Seven thousand sulas! A total of seven thousand.

!Bang, if you say no, it’s gone.”

"I'm giving you free time, not for you to complain, and I don't want to listen to your nonsense. It's better to make money for me than to say anything. I don't want you to be grateful, I'm a bad person, buy you

, I teach you just to earn ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times or even ten thousand times from you. Whether you appreciate me or hate me, as long as you continue to make money, that’s fine.”

"People want to see a complete, beautiful woman

Man. I will not hurt you in appearance. You are my property. Every drop of blood, not a piece of flesh, and every bit of bone in your body belongs to me. You must make money for me. Don’t worry, I

I won’t hurt your appearance anymore, and I guarantee that no one will see any difference in you tomorrow!”

The people around her suddenly moved to hold down Laerila and forced one of her hands to be stretched out. At this time, another man took out an iron needle and pressed it on her index finger.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry! Please spare me! Spare me! I will work hard to make money, and I will definitely work hard to make more money! Don't do this, please don't do this!!" Struggle, fierce struggle, but to no avail.

Looking at the iron needle that was getting closer, fear kept coming. Her body was shaking, tears flowed out like a flood, and her throat was resting and begging for mercy. But everything was in vain, she was facing a

A greedy devil who would sell anything for money.

"You cost me seven thousand sulas, so I'll give you seven nails. The wound is too small and the blood won't flow out. If you put on some nail polish, no one will be able to tell that you were injured. Do it!"

The iron needle was pierced into the nail under the boss's order and Lyrela's gaze...

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The wind and snow were still falling. Lyrila, who had already taken medicine, hugged her knees and looked out the window at the flying snowflakes. Her body was still shaking. Seven of her ten fingernails were stained with blood. She was very cold, but

At this time, my hands didn't even have the strength to hold the quilt.

Looking at the flying snowflakes outside the window, she laughed and cried.

What is death? Maybe it's like the slowly falling snowflakes outside the window, dying quietly, just dying somewhere casually like that, waiting until the body becomes rotten, waiting for maggots to crawl, waiting until only a pile of white bones is left, and you don't pay attention.

No one cared. Everything was as silent as snowflakes.

Do you regret it? Maybe, at least that meal can allow him to live for a few more days. Even if it is a meaningless life, you must live hard. Even if your life is meaningless, you must live hard!

Enduring the pain, Lyrela covered herself with the quilt and closed her eyes...

Dong dong dong......

The sound of banging on the wall.

Lyrela woke up with a start and looked out the window alertly.

"Are you asleep?"

A hoarse, unpleasant and familiar voice came over.

"You...how did you get here?! Where should I not be..."

"It was blocked by heavy snow, so I followed your footsteps." The voice outside the wall then added, "That road is really difficult to walk."

"...You are really a dog! Why are you so clinging to me!" Leary got off the bed and came to the wall. It was as if there was no such wall, and they were just chatting with their backs to each other.

"How did you find me? Zhenji Hachigen has many rooms."

"I've been following you...after you left, always behind you."

"Did you see it?" Larela asked calmly, her tone calm.

"Yeah." The beggar did not deny it, but then added, "I only saw you entering and coming out. I don't know what happened in between."

"Well, let's do it. After I entered, I was scolded severely. It's not a big deal. It's just that for a senior person like me, it's always a bit sad to be scolded. I can't give you any more gifts in the future.

You have to eat, you have to learn to take care of yourself, it doesn’t matter if you steal or rob, you are alive..." The more she spoke, the redder Laerila’s eyes became, the more choked up her voice became, and finally she could no longer speak.

, covering his face with his hands and crying softly.

bandage.....

A roll of bandages that was not so clean, with dirt and a little blood on it, was thrown in from the window. The little beggar opened the window and threw the bandage in. It was the same bandage she had brought to the little beggar a month ago.

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"I kept some. I don't know where you were injured. I hope it will be useful to you..."

"Idiot!" She put her face on the bandage and rubbed it gently.

"Who would use such a dirty and smelly bandage, you big idiot!!"

"..."

"Lerella."

"...?"