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Yevgeny knew a lot about the ecosystem in the gutter. Peter covered his head and cried in pain for a while, then picked up the vodka on the ground and drank it.

It is not appropriate to say that it is drinking, it is completely drinking alcohol, and it is more heroic than adults.

"Tontonton, I'm going to kill him..." Peter's consciousness became blurred after such a quick drink, and the pain from the wound on his forehead quickly suppressed.

"Peter, you're drunk."

"I do not."

I don’t know where these wines come from. The taste and strength of the wine are terrible. I don’t know which black-hearted factory comes from inferior products. Bought through formal channels.

After roaring for a while, Peter became irritable again, and then he fell heavily on the ground and fell asleep. A few sips of strong alcohol were more effective than medicine, and everyone could continue drinking the rest of the alcohol.

"Peter slept, finally quiet."

"We divide the rest of the wine."

The pipe was instantly filled with the smoky smell of alcohol, a group of quails crowded together, and Valentin, who had just turned ten years old, also joined the drinking.

I don't know whose mobile phone is playing rock music, and the lead singer's charming voice and percussion are full of psychedelic sensations around the pipe, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

From six or seven year olds to fifteen or sixteen years old, there are boys and girls. Even in such an embarrassing environment, many girls are still clutching old dolls or heart-shaped pillows, and they don’t know where they came from. Turned out toy trash.

Yevgeny didn't join the party of drunkards, but he couldn't control Xiao Valentin, and there was no need to control it. After all, he was not counted as Xiao Valentin, and there were several stalkers behind him one after another. The followers may still listen to him at first, but then they don't know where to go.

Whether you can survive in the ecological circle of the city of a thousand tops depends not only on the help of others, but if you are desperate, then there will be no light in the future.

With the light of the flashlight, Yevgeny unfolded the curled newspaper and carefully read the information on it, his eyes shone with inexplicable light.

The messy gutter party continued into the second half of the night, and the drunk street children fell asleep on each other's pillows.

Folding the newspaper, Yevgeny soon fell asleep with the accordion in his arms.

"Peter! Peter!"

Yevgeny was awakened by a sharp cry, and he looked sleepily into the messy gutter.

Peter was picked up by two homeless children. He was pale, his lips were bloodless, and blood was running down his neck. The blood had already dried up, leaving only dark brown marks.

"Peter is dead," said one of the homeless, after taking a breath. "He died when we were all drunk."

In the face of Peter's death, everyone was too calm, and only a few children who played with Peter better could not help crying.

But most of the children are still indifferent, and they have seen such things a lot.

"But I didn't hear him cry for help last night."

"Drunk, fell asleep directly, died in a dream."

"That seems to be not bad. It is much better than dying from freezing to death. There is no pain when dying."

"Yeah, I remember Nikolai. It was two years ago. He died of illness. I sometimes dream of him in pain."

After talking in a rambling manner, these half-year-old children did not panic. Under the leadership of the experienced children, they worked together to carry Peter out first.

Wrap Peter in a loose garment, and bury him in a different way.

"Evgeny..." Little Valentin had sobered up, he looked at Peter's body with fear, he had just become a vagabond, and he had not been exposed to the terrible situation of the death of the people around him, "Peter is dead, what should I do? manage?"

"Wait to contact his family, we don't need to worry about it."

"Peter, Peter has a family? Then why does he still wander." Little Valentin's eyes widened, unable to digest Yevgeny's words for a while.

He was a child who was stolen from an orphanage. In Valentin's view, only a parentless child like him would become a homeless child. Those with parents would not live in a warm home and An unhappy but normal childhood.

Peter had parents, which was completely different from his conception.

"No one said that you can't wander if you have parents." Yevgeny didn't know how to explain this. He had heard Peter talk about his parents, his father was an alcoholic, and his mother was a rambunctious woman. The verdict was given to the mother. Even after two or three years of wandering outside, the family did not try to call the child back.

But this time, even people died, so they should have come forward, otherwise the little homeless would have no money to hold funerals, and they would not be able to pay for the crematorium.

"Peter was killed by Igor, will he be punished?" Valentin still had a little idea of ​​good and evil.

He is a child who escaped from an orphanage, and Lucia's orphanage is not a clean place. Because there are many orphans in Lucia, many international "loving people" turn their attention to Lucia's orphans.

The "caring people" opened up the orphanage through money, took away the high-quality orphans, and then wrapped them in the coat of love. Only a very small number of orphans will be adopted by normal families.

A black, dirty and **** industrial chain has existed in Eastern and Southeastern Europe for 30 years. The Prime Minister of Lucia simply enacted legislation a few years ago to prohibit foreigners from adopting orphans of Lucia.

However, this is only closed through formal channels. There are still various private transactions among the people, and people can do anything for money.

Yevgeny shook his head, no child would choose to go to the police station to file a complaint, not to mention that the police were unwilling to pay attention, even if they did, would Igor be convicted, and there would be no such kind police officer at all.

"Why is this~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is a dead person."

Valentin shook his head, unable to accept what was happening in front of him anyway.

He didn't know the power and transcendence in the world. Every time he made a move, hundreds of people were injured or killed. Peter, who died in front of him, was the whole world that Valentin could recognize. more terrifying.

"Evgeny, where are you going? Are you going to the station?" Valentin saw at a glance that Yevgeny was not carrying his beloved accordion. The old accordion was Yevgeny's money-making artifact.

With one-handed talent, Yevgeny can beg for much more money than other children.

"I won't go to the station today, you can go by yourself."

"Where are you going then? Can I follow?"

"No." Yevgeny stepped out, looking at the direction of the central administrative district with burning eyes.

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