Special Forces: Signing into the Marvel System at the Beginning

Chapter 95: Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?

At this time, inside the house.

Each child's feet were tied with a chain and he was sleeping or sitting on the bed.

Just like the felons locked up in prison cells in ancient times.

The so-called bed was just made of a pile of withered grass, with two toilets inside. A strong stench filled the whole house!

Next to the gate, there was a big wolfdog tied here, obviously watching them.

As soon as the door opened, these children were so frightened that they quickly got up and looked at Tang Ming with horrified expressions.

They huddled in the corner one after another. The clear eyes of the children who had not yet had their eyes gouged out were full of deep fear.

When the big wolf dog saw Tang Ming, a stranger, he roared madly and rushed forward to bite Tang Ming.

boom!

The iron rod in Tang Ming's hand hit the dog's head hard.

Blood spurts out...

Woo woo woo...

The big wolf dog immediately fell into a pool of blood, lying on the ground, trembling...

The children were so frightened that they screamed.

Tang Ming walked over, and one of the children was scared and shouted quickly: "Uncle, don't hit us! We will be obedient and we will definitely get the money tomorrow! Please, don't hit me!"

The other children also rushed to Tang Ming, crying and begging for mercy.

When Tang Ming heard these sounds, he felt very distressed. He quickly threw the iron rod on the ground and said softly: "Children, don't be afraid. My uncle is a policeman and is here to rescue you. My uncle will send you home to find your father." Mom, no one will bully or hit you again."

Police uncle?

The children looked at Tang Ming in confusion.

At their age, they naturally have the concept of police presence.

But they obviously didn't dare to believe Tang Ming's words.

Tang Ming glanced at the iron chains at their feet, turned around and walked out, found the key from a trafficker, then walked into the house and opened all their iron chains.

"Come, come out with uncle. The bad uncles outside have been subdued by the police uncles. You will be fine."

Tang Ming pulled the two children and said softly.

The two children were obviously still a little scared, but they still followed out.

When they saw that the traffickers who often beat them outside were actually beaten until they were lying on the ground wailing, they finally believed Tang Ming's words and all of them screamed happily.

"Great! The policeman is here to save us! We are safe! We can go home!"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed girl saw a steamed bun covered in soil on the ground not far away. She rushed over, picked it up and ate it.

When Tang Ming saw this, he quickly ran over and grabbed it, "You can't eat these steamed buns. They are already moldy. They will ruin your stomach!"

The little girl looked at Tang Ming with pitiful eyes, and said softly and feebly: "But uncle, I'm really hungry..."

Hearing this and seeing the little girl's innocent face and emaciated body, Tang Ming couldn't help it anymore. He hugged the little girl and said in a choked voice: "Uncle, I'm sorry for you, uncle. You’re late! You can all have a full meal in the future!”

As he said this, Tang Ming suddenly remembered that in another room, there were meals prepared by these traffickers.

"Come on, everyone, follow me, uncle will take you to dinner!"

When the children heard that there was food, they quickly followed Tang Ming and ran over.

Those with broken legs or blind eyes were helped by other children.

When they saw the delicious food on the table, their eyes lit up and their saliva almost flowed out.

But no one dared to go up to eat. Instead, they all looked at Tang Ming.

Tang Ming said: "Go and eat, these meals are prepared for you."

When a group of children heard this, they no longer hesitated, rushed forward, grabbed it with their hands, and ate it.

Tang Ming didn't stop him either.

Seeing how they were devouring food, Tang Ming knew that they were really hungry.

These damn human traffickers torture these children like this. Are their consciences eaten by dogs?

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