The young mother had been kowtowing just now and was already dizzy.
Her forehead was swollen, and the blood from the bruises ran along the center of her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, all the way to her mouth, and rubbed onto her face, covering her tears with dirt.
The young mother looked miserable.
She had been kowtowing for so long, but no neighbor came out to intercede on behalf of the mother and daughter. At this moment, a man suddenly walked out of the crowd and stood in front of her.
The young mother immediately raised her head and looked at the man standing in front of her with hopeful eyes.
People are most vulnerable when they are alone and helpless. The sudden appearance of the man in front of her is undoubtedly her only life-saving straw.
Even in front of powerful monsters, this ordinary man's power was as useless as her own. However, this kind of spiritual comfort made the young mother's eyes gradually become warmer.
"Thank you, thank you for being willing to..."
The young mother's lips were chapped with blood, and her voice was hoarse from crying, but she still tried her best to express her sincere gratitude to the man standing in front of her with a grateful voice and an ardent look.
Her eyes were full of pleading, which was the only glimmer of hope. She hoped that the other party could help the mother and daughter to plead for mercy.
"Crack!"
A heavy slap was caught off guard, and it suddenly hit the young mother's face hard.
The young mother was completely defenseless, and her weak body was knocked down into the dirt in an instant. The blood drawn from her mouth spurted all over the floor, and she was also slapped in the face.
She was already extremely fragile, but she was slapped so hard by this young and strong man that the whites of her eyes almost rolled out the moment she fell to the ground.
The man who filled her with gratitude and ignited hope in her heart suddenly struck her hard.
The man's face was gloomy, and he walked step by step towards the woman who had been knocked to the ground by him.
Probably because people are born with a divine sense of impending danger, the woman who almost fainted suddenly woke up in an instant. She stared in horror at the man in front of her who was walking toward her again step by step. She rubbed her arms against the ground desperately and moved her weak body backwards.
"You, why did you hit me? I didn't offend you, wuwuwu..."
Seeing that the man still refused to let her go, the young mother cried helplessly.
But the man walked towards the young mother step by step like an unconscious walking zombie.
He lowered his head and stared at the woman crawling on the ground, seemingly not seeing her miserable face that had been tortured by blood, tears, soil and fear.
The man's tone was a little low, with a sinister tone: "It's all because of you, a ungrateful bitch. If you had sacrificed your child to Aragami earlier, nothing would happen to us people. It's all you who pissed off Aragami."
, We are all going to suffer, why don’t you die! Both you mother and daughter should, go die!”
The man suddenly raised his foot and kicked the woman hard in the stomach.
The woman rolled her eyes in pain and fainted completely.
But everyone around them was quietly watching all this happen before their eyes.
Everyone's faces were expressionless, and they looked numbly at the woman being beaten innocently.
Yan Yan even saw the meaning of "well deserved" in the eyes of some of them.
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Some of them thought that this woman should have been beaten.
Yan Yan watched the dramatic changes taking place in front of her eyes quietly.
The most innocent people are considered to have deserved the crime.
Originally a complete victim, he was considered to be incompetent.
Originally, the monster was harming people, but people talked to the monster, and even felt that the monster deserved to harm people.
At this moment, in the subconscious of everyone in Hundun Town, it seems that values have been collectively distorted and deformed.
Yan Yan looked at the situation in front of her in silence, which had been distorted to the point that it was obviously unreasonable. She suddenly moved and stepped towards the man who hit the person in the center of the crowd.
Chen Zhen didn't know what Yan Yan wanted to do, but when he saw her walking towards that person, even though he felt uncomfortable being near the beating man, he had no choice but to follow her.
Yan Yan walked up to the man who hit him, tilted her head, and began to look at the man's face carefully.
Chen Zhen stood next to Yan Yan. Seeing that she was looking at her seriously, he couldn't help but ask: "Do you recognize him?"
Yan Yan: “I don’t know.”
Chen Zhen: "He is Meng Shoemaker from East Street. He has a very cheerful personality. My mother said that his shoemaking skills are actually average. However, my shoes are all bought by my mother. I have never bought shoes from him. I don't know. Okay. But I know he likes to drink."
After Chen Zhen briefly introduced Meng Shoemaker, he asked Yan Yan curiously: "You don't know him, why are you staring at him?"
Yan Yan's eyes were focused and calm: "I want to see if this person is so cruel on a daily basis, or is he still under the influence of monsters."
When he said this, Yan Yan had already looked away from Meng Shoemaker's face.
Seeing Chen Zhen's puzzled expression, Yan Yan explained: "People's skin texture actually has memory. Everyone's temper can determine that person's appearance, which is why it is said that after the age of forty, you have to be responsible for your own appearance. "
"As people get older, some people look kind-hearted, while others look vicious. These are the fixed traces of skin texture formed by years of use, as well as the differences caused by the different directions of wrinkles. The older you get, the more... The larger the difference, the more obvious it is.”
After saying this, Yan Yan turned his eyes to Meng Shoemaker next to him, who was glaring at the woman fiercely: "This man looks generous and generous on the surface, but in fact, you can see that he is not very old, but his nasolabial folds are already so deep, which proves that he is actually a A mean person. He appears to be generous and easy to talk to on the surface, but if he is dissatisfied with someone, he will definitely remember this person in his heart and sooner or later he will have to ask for it back. This is definitely a difficult person to get along with."
After saying that, Yan Yan met Chen Zhen's incredible gaze and her tone became gentler: "So. Your mother is a smart person. When she said that to you, maybe she didn't really think that Meng Shoemaker's craftsmanship was not good. , she saw that this man had bad character and was unwilling to deal with him."
Chen Zhen looked at Yan Yan in surprise: "My mother did reveal something similar to what you said!"
Yan Yan was not surprised at all.
Patting Chen Zhen on the shoulder, Yan Yan said: "Keep looking down, maybe it will be your turn to be the next unlucky one!"
Chen Zhen frowned: "Just today? Why are you so sure?"
Yan Yan smiled faintly: "It's already obvious. The monster hasn't attacked the little girl for so long, which means it doesn't want this at all. It hasn't gotten what it wants yet."
Chen Zhen looked at the dying child in the sky, who was almost tortured, and frowned: "Since it doesn't want this child, why on earth is it torturing her?"
Yan Yan also quietly looked at the child in the air and said in a low voice: "It is meant to capture the inherent weaknesses in human nature."