Dragon Family

Finding McGee was not difficult.Denver asked passers-by in town, and they were quick to answer.Kress looked at Danfu in astonishment, taking it for granted.

"I speak Terran well," Danf said, shaking his head.

……

Krys kinda misses McGee and Taiya.He originally thought that the town was an illusion like blindfolding, but the characters in the illusion couldn't have the thinking to respond.Unless the manipulator is nearby.Caught off guard, he drew his dagger and stabbed the answering townsman in the neck.

The townspeople stared at him blankly, blood dripped down and landed on the back of Kleis's hand, which was a little cold and sticky.

The town was in an uproar, the townspeople screaming, cursing, picking up all kinds of things and throwing them at them.

Krystal pulled the dazed Danf to run in the direction the townspeople had pointed out earlier.

Without fighting spirit and unable to transform, the speed of the two of them was not much faster than the townspeople. Fortunately, the townspeople were overwhelmed by Kleis's murderous ferocity and did not dare to get too close.One man and one dragon drilled through the narrow and complicated alleys for half an hour and finally got rid of them.

When he stopped, Kress found that Denver was there, and Taiya was also there.But compared with them, Tai Ya didn't blush or pant, and his eyes remained empty.

The warehouse seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, with a dilapidated roof, mottled walls, half-person-high firewood piled up by the door, and a layer of oilcloth covering it.McGee was right by the door, with his back to Cress, standing dumbfounded.

Danfu walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "You..."

McKee jumped up suddenly and pushed open the door.

The door was like a space magic circle, leading them into another world.

"Brother!" A thin little girl in a bright red dress jumped out from the corner, rushed towards McGee with a limp, and fell into his arms, tightly holding the hem of his clothes with hands like sticks. , Desperately sniffing his body.

McGee froze for a long time, pulled the girl out of his arms tremblingly with both hands, and carefully looked at every detail of her face.Cress noticed that the corner of the girl's mouth was bruised and there were two shallow scars on her forehead.

McGee bit his lip, slowly squatted down, and hugged her tightly and forcefully.The suppressed cry was like the roar of a house leak in the middle of the night, intermittently overflowing from his throat.

The two hugged each other for a long time, until the sun began to set, until Kleis and Denver had changed their positions seven or eight times, until Taiya was turned into a golden statue by the evening sun, until...an old cripple He walked over with a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Little bastard, what's today's harvest?" The old cripple turned a blind eye to Kleis and the others, and burped at McGee.

Denver was about to make a move, but was held back by Kress.

McKee stood up, held the trembling girl in his arms, and looked at him blankly.

"No?" The old cripple pulled out an iron bar from behind the woodpile, and yanked it at McKee's face without saying a word.

Danfu stretched out his hand to block it, and the iron bar hit his hand, causing a burning pain.Danfu took a few steps back in shock, "Does it hurt?" As a dragon, its skin is thick and fleshy, and it is inconceivable that it would bleed from the iron bars.

The old cripple ignored him and continued to hit McGee with the iron bar.

McKee grabbed the iron bar with his backhand and looked at him bitterly.

The old cripple said: "You want to rebel! You eat my food, drink my food and live in mine. I am your savior. Is this how you repay your benefactor? You ungrateful guy, I should have let you die in the drought... ..."

McKee let go of his hand, and the iron bars "cracked" on him.

The girl cried "Wow" and squeezed desperately in front of McGee, "I don't want to hit my brother, don't hit my brother..."

The old cripple became more and more excited, drinking and smoking, dancing, like a painter creating.

Danfu wanted to rush to stop him, but was held back by Cress.

Denver said angrily, "He's going to die!"

Kles said: "If he doesn't want to die, he can resist."

But McGee didn't have the slightest intention of resisting. He just held the little girl in his arms and let the old cripple beat him until he was tired from the beating and fell asleep on the only bed in the warehouse.

McKee was beaten black and bloody, but his eyes were amazingly bright.

"Brother." The girl stroked his face, tears streaming down her face.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." McGee kept repeating, holding the girl tightly, like a lost treasure.

It darkened quickly.

McGee went out for a trip, and before leaving, he told Kress to take good care of the girl.

The girl stood in front of the door, holding his hand reluctantly.McGee's heart softened, and he bent over and said, "Brother, go find something to eat."

The girl said: "Mary is not hungry, Mary does not want brother to work hard."

McGee's nose was sore, "Brother is not working hard, brother is hungry."

After thinking about it, Mary ran back to the warehouse, took out a small piece of black bread and stuffed it into his hand, and made a "shh" gesture, "I ate the leftovers yesterday, brother eats."

McKee took the black bread and slowly knelt down, his hands shaking badly.

"Brother is not sad." She stood on tiptoe, hugged his head, and patted gently with her small hands, "Mary loves brother the most."

"One of us...half." McGee broke the bread in half, stuffed one half in her mouth, and ate the other half by herself.

Mary took a bite and spat it out, and stuffed it into his mouth, "Mary is full, brother eat."

With black bread in his mouth, McGee lowered his head silently, dripping water on his knees.

after a long time.

He stood up wiping his face, turned to leave, but was held back by Kress.Kress looked into his red eyes and said, "You know these are all fake, right?"

McGee pushed him away.

"I want meat," Kress said into his back.

The little girl looked at Tai Ya timidly, and when Kleis turned her head to look at her, she immediately ran back to the warehouse and hid.

Denver held out his hand to Crys, "Weapons."

Kress glanced at him, walked into the warehouse, and patted the old cripple in his sleep.The old cripple opened his eyes in a daze, saw him, and cursed: "Where is the bastard..." The unfinished words were abruptly cut off by the dagger stuck in his throat.

He stared at him with wide eyes, as if he didn't believe that his life was over.

Kress pulled out the dagger, put it away, picked up the iron bar on the ground and threw it to Danf who was standing aside, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can do it a few more times."

Denver took the iron bar and threw it at the old cripple—

My brain is messed up.

When McGee came back with a pack of beef, he saw Mary shivering behind the pyre, "What's wrong? He woke up again?"

Mary shook her head vigorously.

McGee pulled her into the room and saw the murder scene.

"You..." He was speechless.

"You're welcome," Danf said.

Kress stared at the meat in his hand, "I want a reward." Even if it's an illusion, it's good to taste it.

McKee gave him half of the meat and shared the rest with Mary.Mary opened her eyes wide, surprised and delighted, "It's meat." She swallowed carefully, for fear that her brother would find out that she was greedy.

"Well, it's meat. We will eat meat every day from now on."

"...No need." Mary lightly touched the meat with her fingers and pecked it in her mouth, "Well, black bread is also delicious."

"Butter bread is better." McGee took out butter bread from his arms.

Mary's eyes lit up again, and then she held his hand worriedly, "Then... did he say anything?"

"They didn't find out." McGee kissed her on the face, "Because my brother is the best thief!"

Mary nodded proudly.

"Let's eat quickly." McGee broke a piece of bread and stuffed it in her mouth.

Not far away, Kress watched their interaction with a gloomy expression.

The corpse of the old cripple has been disposed of, but the warehouse still smells of blood and alcohol.Clays and Denver simply slept outside, and not long after, Taiya also lay down, one person and two dragons side by side looking at the night sky.

Even if it's an illusion, it's been a good experience for Krys so far.Tasted the meat, saw a whole night sky...

McKee was sleeping on a cloth in the corner of the warehouse with Mary in his arms.

Mary took off the red dress, folded it carefully, and put it aside.

McGee hugged her: "What color do you like, brother will find it for you tomorrow."

"I like this one very much. It can be worn for a long time." She hugged him back.

McGee covered the two of them with a patched curtain as a quilt, touched her head and said, "Is blue okay? Mary has become a little blue princess."

Mary blushed shyly.

"Good night." He kissed her forehead.

"Good night, brother." She kissed his chin and closed her eyes.

McGee looked at her with his eyes open, not willing to blink, for fear that the person in front of him would disappear if he blinked.

The night is getting deeper.

"No!"

The cries exploded in the quiet night, and the desperate howls were like continuous muffled thunder, each more intense than the last.

Danf rushed in immediately.

Kress opened his eyes silently, looked at the warehouse silently, and closed his eyes again after a while.