Meng Hai came out alone and went outside the hotel. At night in the Demon Realm, the streets were brightly lit. Meng Hai didn't want to be in this crowded street. He wanted to go for a walk in a quiet place and calm down.

Meng Hai always wanted to be happy every day. When he was young, Meng Hai found happiness by reading jokes. There were indeed a few jokes that made him laugh, but most of the jokes were told so coldly and bluntly.

It's so serious and not funny at all. No wonder those joke books don't sell well.

As he got older, it seemed that watching jokes couldn't make him happy, so he watched videos. There were some sketches and crosstalks in the videos that could make him laugh. But later, Meng Hai discovered that sketches and crosstalks were just like joke books, not necessarily all of them.

His works can make his stomach hurt from laughing. That kind of state of laughing that makes one’s stomach hurt rarely occurs once in many years. Gradually, Meng Hai missed that state of laughing that makes his stomach hurt.

It seems to be mature enough. As people grow up, their laughter becomes higher. It seems that only those children who don’t understand anything laugh when they see something. They laugh when they see a tree or a flower.

Laughing like a fool.

So Meng Hai felt that adults, grown-up people, are unsmiling and serious, while adults are like stone, with no smile on their faces.

After all, Meng Hai is a selfish person, and he is not necessarily that kind. He will sit under an outdoor umbrella and drink coffee, watching whether there are quarreling couples or people having conflicts on the street. They are noisy and noisy.

Meng Hai will feel very lively. He likes to watch other people quarrel, and the best is to fight. He also likes to watch others fight, and the best is to beat them to death.

Of course, these words can only be said quietly or not even said. Meng Hai has such a mentality. You can say that he is not kind and has no conscience. But it is true that he loves to laugh and he can be happy when he sees others quarreling.

He can laugh, he can be happy when he sees others fighting, he can also laugh, quarrel, and fight. It's so lively and interesting. Meng Hai is sitting under an outdoor umbrella drinking coffee, waiting for the drama on the street.

Meng Hai came to a secluded street. There were street lights here, but there were very few street lights. There was one here and one there, which did not make the street feel brightly lit at all.

On streets like this, in some places, there will be some women soliciting business. Those women always want to sell themselves, so-called selling their bodies. This phenomenon is called an ugly phenomenon in society by some people. Maybe these women, their lives

Difficulties, or they are debauched. For whatever reason, they don't value love. They don't value certain emotions between people. As long as they get a little money, they can donate their bodies. There are many women who sell their bodies in the world, and some are in

In the open. Some in the dark. This has actually become their job, because they do it every day, and it is very hard. They are their own bosses, and they take care of their own bodies every day. They have achievements because

There are people who sell their bodies and make money. This is the case in this industry. Practitioners in many industries work during the day and make money during the day, but in this industry alone, they make money at night.

Meng Hai didn't want to see prostitutes on the street today. He just wanted to walk quietly alone, but unexpectedly, he was frightened by a figure.

Ahead, not far away, a person was walking towards him. To be more precise, he was walking towards him, like a ghost. That person's body was all black, not because of the dark night, but because of the clothes he was wearing.

His clothes were all black. He wore black tattered cotton trousers and walked barefoot on the hard streets. His hair was long, dirty and stiff, and his face was dirty.

Meng Hai overcame his fear and came to this person. After looking at his face for a long time, he realized that this person was not a man, but a woman. When Meng Hai looked at her, she also looked at Meng Hai.

It stands to reason that a person like Meng Hai will be happy and gloat when he sees others being unlucky. When others quarrel or fight, he will feel happy as if he is watching a joke. It stands to reason that when he sees this unlucky girl

, he should be laughing happily, but suddenly, Meng Hai did not laugh or feel happy in his heart. Instead, he felt a complex emotion in his heart. It is difficult to say what such emotion is? Is it sadness? No, the dirty guy opposite him

I don’t know the girl, so why should I be sad? Sympathy? It seems that this emotion is not very strong.

Meng Hai looked carefully at this person's dress and found that she was a psychopath. Yes, it could be seen that she had mental problems. Meng Hai had not seen many mentally ill patients. Meng Hai had seen others beating people on the street.

He has even seen people murder people on the street and then be arrested, but he rarely sees a psycho on the street, and this time, on this somewhat dark street, he saw a psycho.

This mentally ill girl smiled stupidly and looked at Meng Hai dreamingly. Apart from the two of them, there seemed to be no one else on the street.

Meng Hai was so frightened that he felt terrified. Why was the street so dark and so long? The street lights looked like the butts of fireflies and didn’t work at all. When he met this girl with dirt all over her body, Meng Hai was frightened by her.

I thought she was a man, but she was not, because Meng Hai saw her physical characteristics as a woman.

Meng Hai tried to communicate with her: "It's so late at night, why don't you go home? Why don't you go home? Don't you have a home?"

"Hey hey hey." The girl didn't speak. Can she speak? Meng Hai didn't know if she could speak.

"Hehe." The girl opposite laughed twice more.

This girl may have been abducted here by the evildoers in the Demon Realm. She must have suffered a lot of blows, her spirit was greatly stimulated, and she was mentally disturbed. However, no one cares about such a person. This Demon Realm has long said that it is

A place where no one controls and no one can control it. Many people here are beaten severely, many people here are displaced, many people here have become beggars, or simply become insane.

In fact, Meng Hai was a bit shy when he was a boy, but until now, he still has a gentle personality. He doesn't like the local armed forces, and is also afraid of some bloody scenes. But the fact that has to be said is that there are too many people in this demonic realm who need help.

Help those who are homeless, those who have been beaten, those who have been castrated, those who have amputated limbs, those who have been mutilated in various ways, need kind and just people to be brave enough to help them.

Every time he thought of those in need of help, every time he saw some people who were deeply hurt, Meng Hai felt that the local armed forces organized by Ye Duhong were right. At the same time, Meng Hai supported Ye Duhong in his heart.

A series of actions led by Hong.

Meng Hai looked at the girl again late at night. She was walking on the street. She was in a state of schizophrenia all the time. Who was her father and who was her mother? Meng Hai didn't know. Maybe her parents were

Who, she herself didn’t know.

The girl was wearing a cotton coat and trousers that looked like she had picked them up at a garbage dump. There were large pieces of oil stains on them. She was walking down the street step by step with bare feet, as if she was wearing shackles.

Meng Hai paid attention to the girl. She had already walked far away. She walked under the street lamp. The light of the street lamp was very dim, but Meng Hai could still see her feet clearly, a pair of bare feet. She might also have looked for them.

I was looking for shoes in the garbage, but I only found cotton clothes and trousers, but not even a pair of shoes. The mentally ill girl walked on the long street in the deep night without any shoes.

It entered Meng Hai's heart deeply.

Meng Hai often looked at unlucky people and laughed, just like when he was a boy laughing at a joke. But this time he didn't laugh. Looking at the girl's back, Meng Hai had tears in his eyes.

After passing this section of street, Meng Hai turned into a relatively prosperous section. The lights were bright here, and he entered a bustling sound again. People here were drinking beer, and dishes of cold dishes were placed on the table.

Bowls of dishes were served, amidst the fireworks and laughter, no one seemed to remember that on such a night, there was a girl whose spirit had collapsed, walking in the dark, on the edge of life.

Meng Hai did not feel that he was a selfless person, nor did he feel that he was a noble person, but sometimes he would feel that he was noble. At that moment, Meng Hai felt that he was noble. Meng Hai thought of more people in the world who need help.

Then he thought of Ye Duhong, his organization, and his large manor country. He found that sometimes he could be as noble as Ye Duhong and worry about the world's affairs for a little while.

Down.

After sleeping all night, Meng Hai went to bed at 9:06 or 7 in the morning. After getting up, he asked the old woman in the hotel for a large jar of hot water. The water was not hot. Meng Hai drank it in one sip. After taking the soap, he

I went to the faucet to wash my face. The water was relatively cold. After washing my face, my mind became much clearer. I felt like a new day had come again and I had to face it again.

It was a new day, and suddenly, he thought of the girl from last night, the girl walking in the middle of the night. Meng Hai thought of her dirty face and hair, her dirty cotton clothes and trousers, and her bare feet. She was helpless.

The look in his eyes, the lost look in her eyes as she walked on the road, suddenly appeared in his mind again this morning.

Today, the sun is shining brightly. Under the bright sunshine, the girl can no longer be seen on the street, as if everything last night was an illusion. Meng Hai rubbed his eyes, yawned, and thought, that mentally ill girl doesn't even have the ability to sell herself.

None. In an era when poverty was laughed at but not prostitution, even a prostitute could not live up to the standard of living.

Hei Xiongzi also came out of the hotel, Vanilla also came out, and Huzi also came out. The three of them came to Meng Hai. Vanilla smiled and said, "The sunshine is good today."
Chapter completed!