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Chapter 184 Angel's Hero

Chapter 184 Angel's Hero

A narrow street with low buildings on both sides, a puddle of stinking water on the street, and numb residents sitting on both sides of the street, this city is wrapped in a breath of despair.

A petite figure hurriedly staggered along the street, wearing a coarse cloth that looked extraordinarily loose.The wind passing through the hall directly lifted the hem of the clothes, like dead leaves flying in the autumn wind.

Her long brown hair was disheveled by the wind at the back of her head, her little face was dirty, with a slightly frightened look on her face, holding two tulip bulbs in her small hands, and she looked at everything around her in bewilderment.

No one cared about this passer-by, everyone was worrying about their future fate, but no one dared to stand up and resist. **It is too cruel.

Passing through the narrow street, this small figure walked all the way, looking around with brown eyes. After seeing that no one noticed him, he cautiously approached a building on the side of the street and wanted to go forward, but There was a retreat, the little hand reached out to knock on the door, but it was retracted at the last moment.

Finally, after hesitating for a long time, after the small minibus nodded heavily, she finally mustered up the courage and knocked on the door of the building, doing all this as if she had accomplished a remarkable thing, the eyes in her eyes A look of relief flashed across his face.

"Squeak..." The door opened, and a skinny man stood behind the door, looking at the little girl standing outside the door.

"What's the matter?" The hoarse voice was as weak as if it hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Sir, do you have a tulip bulb? Can you give me one?" The girl bit her lips lightly, biting her lower lip with her white teeth, but her eyes were stubbornly looking at the ghost-like man in front of her. figure.

"Tulip bulbs? I have three here, a white tulip, a red tulip, and a black tulip. Which one do you want?" the skinny man said.

"Sir, just give me a white tulip." The small hands were slightly stirred together, and the big eyes were full of desire, as if this was the whole of her life.

"Then, come in and get it!" said the man, stepping out of the way.

"Thank you...here is a red tulip bulb, I will exchange it with you!" The girl said as if mustering all her strength and walked towards the door.

The gate was closed, and there was no sound inside, as if it was isolated from another world. At this time, a group of police soldiers came out at the corner of the street, and then began to search from house to house, as if they were looking for something.

Gradually, the group of police soldiers approached the building where the little girl entered just now, and they knocked on the door roughly: "Open the door, hurry up, otherwise we will be dealt with as underground rebels!"

At this time, the little girl inside was holding half a piece of dry bread and stuffing it into her small mouth. She handed a tulip bulb to the skinny man just now, and then got the half piece of bread, which she was devouring right now.

Hearing the shouting outside the door, the little girl choked suddenly, a pained expression appeared on her dirty little face, her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and then her slender, swan-like neck felt uncomfortable. Stretched, then quickly grabbed the boiled water in the cup on the table and took a quick sip, then coughed twice and finally recovered.

Wiping his mouth with his little hand, he wiped a little bit of bread crumbs onto his hand, and then quickly sucked the bit of bread crumbs in with his mouth.This time, he carefully looked at the man who was silent on the side just now, like a frightened deer.

At this time, the skinny man got up slowly and opened the door. Everything seemed so normal and natural, but only the girl and him knew what they did just now. disaster.

** After the Netherlands was captured, all the food was collected together, and then only a little food was given to these local residents who could not starve to death every day, and it was distributed according to one-third of the population, that is to say, only One-third of the people can get food, and the living food must be worked for the **.

So if the bread that the little girl ate just now was seen by the police, both of them would be killed directly without saying a word. Hiding food privately is the biggest crime for the Netherlands under the rule of the police.

"Sir..." The little girl stopped the man abruptly, with pleading eyes in her eyes, because she is not a permanent resident of this town, and the government's control of floating population does not allow her to run around like this. She also goes out at night every day, and walks step by step from a small mountain village [-] kilometers away to this small town.This took her close to three days.

"Hello, Mr. Jun. What's the matter?" The man opened the door and asked.

"Have you seen any outsiders? We have received information that there will be spies from underground rebels coming to this area." A police soldier directly pushed the man aside, and then broke in, scaring the little girl into hiding behind the desk.

"I haven't seen it. There are only me and my daughter in this room." The man replied, and he walked up to the little girl, then held her gently in his arms, stroked her hair and comforted her .

"It's not the best, as long as you find someone from outside, you must report it to us, and you can exchange for three days of food." The Japanese soldiers searched the house for a long time, but they didn't find anyone else, so they gave up.

Before leaving, these Japanese soldiers said this to the man, and once again looked at the two with scrutiny, as if they wanted to see through them.

**The soldiers left without gaining anything, but the shadow they brought enveloped the entire street, and everyone became even more terrified. Everyone looked at each other, as if to distinguish whether they knew each other people.

"It's not safe here anymore, we have to leave here, especially you!" After the soldiers left, the man said to the little girl.

"But sir, where can I go? There is no one left, everyone is dead, I don't know where I can go!" The little girl sobbed softly, like a cuckoo crying blood, which made people feel distressed.

"No matter where you go, just leave here, you have to remember that our homeland was destroyed by these ****, but the souls of our family members will always be with us, they will watch us and let us be well Live." The man stretched out his hand and gently brushed the girl's cheek, tears washed off the plaster on the face, revealing pale but very delicate and smooth skin.

(End of this chapter)