Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

"Do you have a knife?"

Meng Yutang turned his eyes to look at the guard outside the door.

"Have."

He took out the knife from the scabbard and handed it to Meng Yutang.

Meng Yutang took the apple in his mouth, then turned around, walked to the side of the two men, bent down, and carved two letters on the arms of the two men with the blade.

The child brought by Mu Feng happened to see this scene when he came over.

There was no emotional ups and downs in Meng Yutang's eyes, the two people on the ground couldn't help shaking, but they had no strength to resist.

Just breathing a little more heavily.

She turned around and stood up after last night, the tip of the knife she was holding was still bleeding.

She came over and handed the knife and the bloody apple to the guard.

"Throw it all away. Don't keep useless things."

Her words seemed to have a lot of meaning, and then she turned her head to look at the child. He seemed to be numb. Living next door must often hear the screams coming from here.

Meng Yutang glanced at him twice: "Go and see, do you still recognize him?"

He was very obedient, so he really walked in and knelt down to brush the hair of the two people for a while, as if trying to tell the difference.

Then he stood up and nodded to Meng Yutang: "I know."

Meng Yutang looked at him and smiled: "Bring him here."

Then she turned and left.

Mu Feng turned to look at the child inside: "Let's go."

An ugly smile appeared on the boy's face slowly, and then followed Mu Feng out obediently.

Mu Feng led him into the hall. Meng Yutang was sitting on a chair, wiping his hands with a towel handed over by someone else.

Mu Feng still carefully let the boy stand far away, fearing that he would hurt Meng Yutang.

Meng Yutang raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Come here."

The boy walked over obediently, and Mu Feng immediately stood beside Meng Yutang.

Before Meng Yutang said anything, the boy approached and knelt at Meng Yutang's feet.

"Thank you!"

Meng Yutang looked down at him, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Thank me for what?"

The boy looked up at her: "Thank you for saving me."

Meng Yutang looked at him: "Did I save you? I killed your relatives."

"They are not my relatives! They just picked me up on the side of the road! Although they give me food, they often do things that I am afraid of. I don't want to follow them but they don't let me go."

"Just because of this?"

Meng Yutang asked with a smile, the boy looked into her eyes, and seemed to see his heart clearly.

He bowed his head: "I'm hungry."

I don't want to leave because I don't need to pick up dirty food to eat.

"how old are you."

"17." He answered obediently.

Meng Yutang nodded: "Do you hate me? I killed your long-term meal ticket."

He shook his head and nodded again, not daring to hide anything: "I thank them for giving me food, but they have done a lot of bad things, and sooner or later they will have this day."

Meng Yutang looked at him: "Will you speak up?"

The boy shook his head in a daze, and Meng Yutang nodded as if he really trusted him: "Okay, let you go free, you can go."

The boy stared at Meng Yutang with wide eyes in surprise, and Mu Feng was a little incredulous.

Just believe it? !

This kid looks like a slippery head, why is Tangtang...

Meng Yutang didn't say anything, as if he really wanted to let him go.

The boy was a little confused and looked at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng looked at him: "Look at what I'm doing, why don't you leave if you're told, do you like being locked up so much?"