557: C557 The Good will of the Enemy

C557 The Good will of the Enemy

The two subordinates were ordered to enter the tile room. First, they looked around the room, then they turned around and shook their heads at Zhuo.

Zhuo's eyes darkened, then he waved at the other two subordinates.

The four of them entered the tile room together. Apart from the last pile of hay, they searched the surroundings.

"Mr Zhuo, we found it. There's no one." The subordinate shouted.

Zhuo narrowed his eyes and snorted. "Then forget it. Come out."

"Alright." After the subordinate answered and was about to leave, one of them sat on the haystack and said, "Don't talk about it. It's quite cold here. I'll rest for a while."

"Rest for what? You owe me a beating again, don't you?" As the other person spoke, he raised his hand and was about to hit him.

After messing around for a while, someone slipped and fell onto the haystack.

"Clang! Clang!"

With a few sounds, the haystack was lifted up.

And behind the haystack, a small figure was revealed.

The four subordinates stared at the small figure that suddenly appeared, stunned.

They never would have thought that there was actually another person here.

Furthermore...

Looking at the little boy dressed in ragged clothes, whose face and body were covered in scars, the few big men all frowned.

"Little beggar?"

The few of them looked at each other and confirmed Jian Yi's identity.

The person who could sleep here dressed like this must be a beggar.

Looking at this child who was so thin and had so many injuries on his body, it was obvious that he had suffered quite a bit.

Zhuo, who was outside the tile room, saw that a few people did not come out and could not help but shout, "What's wrong?"

"Mr Zhuo, it's nothing. I just found a little beggar." The subordinate replied.

"A beggar?" Zhuo frowned and walked in after thinking for a while.

"Little beggar." Jian Yi just fell asleep at this moment, as if he did not hear such a loud sound.

The few of them looked at each other. One of them lifted Jian Yi's stomach with his foot.

He did not use much strength, but just wanted to wake Jian Yi up.

"Hmm." Jian Yi grunted and pretended to be woken up by someone. He rubbed his eyes and woke up. He looked at the men in front of him with fear in his eyes.

"Little beggar, don't be afraid. We didn't want to hit you."

Seeing Jian Yi's frightened expression, they thought he was scared of being hit, so they quickly waved their hands and said.

"What little beggar?" Zhuo walked in at this time, and the surrounding subordinates immediately made way for him.

Jian Yi widened his eyes and stared at Zhuo, swallowing his saliva. He opened his mouth and said, "Ah, ah, ah..."

"Mute?"

He looked at Jian Yi in surprise with one hand. When he thought of their loud voices just now, this little guy could fall asleep. He pointed to his ear and asked, "Little beggar, can you hear me?"

"Ah! Ah, ah, ah..."

Jian Yi shook his head, pointed at his ear, and then pointed at his mouth, indicating that he could neither hear nor speak.

His subordinate turned to Zhuo and said, "deaf and mute."

Zhuo narrowed his eyes and stared at Jian Yi. His gaze was like X-ray scanning from above his head to the soles of his feet.

Generally speaking, it was very difficult for an ordinary person to pretend to be a beggar.

This was because not only did beggars have to wear tattered clothes, their skin had to be yellow and lusterless. Their bodies were smelly and dirty, and there were many scars on their arms.

He looked at Jian Yi. Not only was Jian Yi's face and body injured, but it was obvious that the injuries were all over his body.

Such injuries... suited his status as a little beggar.

A deaf and mute little beggar was indeed easy to bully.

Zhuo walked closer and squatted in front of Jian Yi, asking, "Have you seen anyone else?"

Jian Yi blinked and stretched out his dirty little hand.

"Mr Zhuo, be careful!"

Seeing Jian Yi reach out his hand, the subordinates beside him immediately became alert. One of them pulled Zhuo away and the other one lifted his foot and stamped on Jian Yi's arm.

"Ah! Ah!" Jian Yi cried out in pain.

Zhuo frowned and shouted coldly, "What are you doing? Let go of him!"

"Yes." The subordinate saw this and was stunned for a moment before he quickly let go of his leg.

Jian Yi's arm was stepped on until it was red, and in his palm, there was a broken branch of the First Primary School.

Zhuo looked at the broken branch, narrowed his eyes, and squatted down again.

When Jian Yi saw him approaching, he quickly retreated.

Zhuo took the branch and asked in a deep voice, "You want me to write? You can read?"

Jian Yi blinked his eyes and stared vigilantly at Zhuo in front of him. He did not say anything and did not dare to move. He was like a frightened little beggar.

Zhuo pursed his lips and tried to write a word on the ground with the branch. Human.

Jian Yi stared at the word for a while, then tilted his head and looked at Zhuo.

Zhuo smiled and turned to his subordinate beside him. "This little guy knows how to read."

The subordinate also smiled, blew a whistle at Jian Yi and said, "Little beggar, you are deaf and mute. I did not expect you to know how to read."

Jian Yi blinked, tilted his head and did not say anything.

The subordinate's mouth twitched. "Mr Zhuo, this guy only knows how to read. The one beside him did not react at all."

"Hehe, no problem." Zhuo smiled. A nearly 1.9 meters tall rough man actually had rare patience.

He held a tree branch and wrote on the ground, "Did you see anyone passing by?"2

Jian Yi was across from him. The word was written upside down.

Jian Yi looked at the word, then looked at Zhuo. He carefully moved to the side and tilted his head with some difficulty, wanting to see what he wrote.

Zhuo did not rush him. He just squatted there and waited for him.

After a while, Jian Yi seemed to finally recognize the words. He waved his hand and shook his head, then made a sleeping posture.

It meant that he was sleeping and did not know if anyone was passing by outside.

Zhuo raised his eyebrows and wrote, "Why are you sleeping in broad daylight?"

Jian Yi pointed at his mouth and then at his stomach. He was hungry and did not have any food. He would not be hungry if he fell asleep.

Zhuo was stunned. He thought of something and sighed. He turned to his subordinate and said, "Who has water? Give him some."

"I have some here." He threw the mineral water he carried with him to Jian Yi's side with one hand and said to him, "Little beggar, drink it."

Jian Yi was first shocked by the water bottle that was thrown over, probably because he thought it was a tool to beat him up.

After a while, seeing that the water bottle did not hit him, he carefully looked at the people in front of him and tried to grab the water bottle.

Zhuo smiled and wrote on the ground, "Drink it."

Jian Yi was relieved. He wanted to open the bottle, but he was too weak. His face was red, but the bottle still did not open.

His clumsy look made his subordinates laugh.

Zhuo also laughed, but he smiled and took the bottle from Jian Yi. He opened the bottle and handed it to Jian Yi. "Drink it."

Jian Yi was stunned. He looked at Jian Yi with a complicated look. He held the bottle with his small hand and carefully drank it.

As he raised his head, the wound on his neck was exposed.

Zhuo saw the mottled wound on his neck and shoulder. His eyes were slightly cold. He pursed his lips and did not say anything.

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