The boy leaned against the wall with one hand and the chain on his ankle with the other, and even in such a depraved wolf's embarrassment, his body was still arrogant and untamable, like a trapped beast with its claws exposed.

He was very thin, his cheeks were sunken, and the corners of his mouth were still red and swollen, and in a short moment, his voice sank into the sand, and he spoke weakly: "Let's go, let go!"

Yan Shiqi was frightened.

Although the boy was weak, his tone was cold and cold.

The two words forced out from between her teeth smashed into her face.

Yan Shiqi wanted to get out of the way, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move away.

She and the boy stood in front of each other, and the bloody aura on his body kept hitting her face, hammering her nerves.

I don't know how long it took, and it seemed to be only a few seconds, Yan Shiqi looked at the young man with red eyes, and his little hands were also holding on to the wall with him, and his fingertips kept clasping the cracks in the mud bricks, and she asked tremblingly, even if she was full of panic: "You, what's wrong with you?"

The boy's chest kept rising and falling, and the little girl in front of him was as clean as a porcelain doll.

That beautiful pleated skirt is not a child of this village at first glance.

He didn't want to waste time, and it took almost all of his strength to escape from the hell hole.

If you don't leave, I'm afraid you will be arrested again.

In 112 days and nights, he escaped seven times, and this was the eighth.

The young man didn't answer Yan Shiqi's question, he was stubbornly picking at the wall tiles with his left hand, and he wanted to push her away with the iron chain in his right hand, but the iron chain that was only half a meter long limited his pushing action.

Because of this, the screeching sound of the iron chain kept rattling.

Yan Shiqi bit her lip and took a step back because she was afraid, the iron chain almost the width of her wrist rattled, shaking her fragile nerves.

At this time, a messy footstep mixed with angry scolding from far and near.

The other party spoke in dialect, which she couldn't understand, but she still caught the word 'chain'.

She held back her beating heart, and her eyes fell on the chain.

It seemed that he had been locked up for a long time, and the iron clasp had ground up the fabric of his ankles, revealing his bloody skin.

I don't know how the boy broke the chain, but he was holding the broken end of the chain in one hand, as if to prevent the chain from rubbing against the ground when walking.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the young man's eyes showed a touch of regret, he took a deep breath, and after lowering his eyes, he still wanted to try his best to escape.

"I—I'll take you away, go quickly. ”

This year, ten-year-old Yan Shiqi didn't know why she had so much courage, and when someone came from behind, she pulled the hand of the young man holding the wall, turned around and ran out of the alley.

She wasn't sure if he still had the strength, but the boy had a pair of clear and terrifying eyes, and he was still unyielding in such a miserable situation, and she thought that he must not be a bad person.

Instead, there are bad people bullying him.

Otherwise, why was there a chain on his ankle?

When Yan Shiqi pulled the young man to escape from the road, he was too fast and almost tore him down.

The young man really didn't have much strength, but suddenly a pair of soft, wet hands clasped his dirty palms and led him to escape.

In such a situation, he actually gave birth to a lot of strength and followed her to run into the distance.

Yan Shiqi was very scared, he turned back while running, his little face was in a hurry, and there were people passing by in the village from time to time, but when he saw them, he didn't see them, and watched coldly.

It seems that it has long been accustomed to it.