Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 289 The Queen of the Slums 1

Slum No. 3 in Area C is the most chaotic place in the K-planet mining area, where burning, killing, looting and space pirates are rampant.

Human life is the least valuable thing here.

The ten-year-old Duan Yujing knew this matter very well, but when he looked at the little girl held in the man's hand, he still paused hesitantly.

He knew those people, they were human traffickers from Changming Street. They often went around District C looking for shelterless children and forcibly abducted them. They forced the older ones into the flesh trade, and killed the younger ones for food.

It is common knowledge that K star is short of supplies, food and people even eat each other.

The little girl, who was about five or six years old, was skinny, had messy hair, and her forehead was covered in blood. It was obvious that she would appear on someone's dining table tomorrow.

Duan Yujing withdrew his gaze indifferently, dragged the scrap metal dug out from the garbage dump, and walked towards the recycling station with an expressionless face.

The voices of the human traffickers are still chattering in my ears.

"Tsk, why did we only find one this time?"

"Forget it, forget it. Let's take this. It's a little dirty, but the face looks good. The boss of the southwest block has been asking about it for a long time. Let's just take this and report it."

Duan Yujing stopped in his tracks abruptly. He knew the so-called boss of the southwest block.

I heard that he likes to torture and kill children the most, and even injects them with drugs to keep them awake until they die in agony...

Duan Yujing clenched his fists for a long time. When the two human traffickers put the girl into the bag and prepared to leave, he suddenly found a rusty iron rod from a pile of scrap metal.

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When Qing Wan opened her eyes, she frowned slightly at the smell of blood.

She was being carried by a child, staggering, breathing heavily and laboriously, and it was obvious that she was at the end of her strength.

001 promptly explained: [Sorry, time is tight and we can only find this one suitable body. Do you need to receive the memory? ]

Qing Wan looked at her own rough and dirty little hands, and the little boy who was almost exhausted but still refused to let go, and said, "Take it."

Once you choose to receive the memories, it means you accept the sacrifice of the body's owner, and accordingly, Qing Wan must fulfill his or her wishes.

001 was not surprised by her choice and passed all of Sheng An's memories to Qing Wan.

The six-year-old child's experience was very brief. Her mother was a prostitute who was forced to sell her body. She became pregnant accidentally and had a hard time making ends meet after giving birth to her. She died of illness in a dilapidated shack not long ago.

Her wish was so simple that it made one's heart ache. She just hoped to have enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, a stable home, and stop wandering.

Qing Wan's thoughts had just come out of Sheng An's memory when Duan Yujing fell to the ground with a thud, his face pale and he fainted.

The child was probably only ten years old, his eyebrows and eyes were not fully grown yet, but he was sharp and handsome, with deep facial features, and his sharp and defensive aura made him look like a scarred little wolf, staring warily at anyone who approached him.

His clothes on the abdomen were bleeding, and his body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, especially two broken ribs. Even with such injuries, he was still able to carry her so far.

It's incredible.

Qing Wan exclaimed in his heart and touched his forehead with his fingertips. Green spiritual power was injected into his body, quickly repairing his body.

As night fell, when Duan Yujing woke up again, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar shed. Although it was small and simple, it was very clean.

"You're awake, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

A sweet and soft voice fell into his ears, and he turned his head and met the eyes of the little girl beside the bed.

After cleaning herself up, her face was completely revealed. It was fair and delicate, pretty and charming, with a pair of big round eyes that were clear and bright, like an exquisite doll.

This kind of child shouldn't be in the slums.

Duan Yujing was stunned for a moment, listening to Qing Wan's soft voice talking to him.

"Thank you for saving me. This is my home. You were unconscious on the road, so I brought you back."

Her hands were full of water and her sleeves were rolled up. There was a small stool not far from the bed, and in front of the stool there was a small basin full of dirty clothes.

She was just washing clothes. The child had short arms and legs and didn't have much strength. To scrub the stains off the clothes, she would have to use all her strength.

Duan Jingyu lowered his eyes expressionlessly. After sitting up, he found that the injuries on his body were almost healed. He was stunned for a moment.

He remembered that he seemed to have broken several ribs. How could he recover so quickly in the slums with a lack of medical technology?

His hesitant gaze fell on the little kid, watching her take out a cooked potato from the pot in the corner, run back, and hold up the only food to him.

"Brother, here you go."

As if she saw through his confusion, the little girl smiled with her beautiful eyebrows and eyes bent, "Aunt Zhuzhu treated you. She is a very kind person. She also bandaged my head."

After she said this, Duan Yujing noticed that the gauze on her forehead was tied into a bow.

In fact, with the current level of technology, this injury can be quickly resolved with a therapeutic device, but this is a slum, a slum where even medicine cannot be bought. To cure a dying poor person is harder than climbing to the sky.

Duan Yujing's eyes were dark. He did not take the food. Instead, he got out of bed, put on his shoes, and stood up to leave.

It's enough to get into trouble once, it would be wrong to do it again.

Duan Yujing warned himself like this.

But before he stepped out of the door, the child behind him suddenly called him.

Duan Yujing turned around subconsciously and saw the child suddenly running over and stuffing the food into his hands without saying a word.

"Thank you for saving me. If you need help, you can always come to me."

She said this very seriously, as if it could really solve anything.

But this five-year-old kid can't even protect himself, he might die one day.

The potato in his hand was still steaming, as if it had burned Duan Yujing's head, and he suddenly spoke.

"What's your name?"

"Sheng An."

"…Where are your parents?"

Qing Wan lowered her eyes in a depressed tone and whispered, "He passed away."

These three words were so light that the wind could blow them away, but Duan Yujing still heard them. For some reason, his tense heart twitched strangely.

He looked at the child, who was only as tall as his thigh, and asked her like a madman, "Will you come with me?"

Qing Wan pretended to look up in surprise, but she was weighing the situation in her heart. Based on little Sheng An's personality, he would definitely need to find someone to rely on.

Moreover, this slum is in such a mess, and the boy also killed two people from other gangs. He will definitely be retaliated against later.

It only took a moment for Qing Wan to think about it. She looked at Duan Yujing with sparkling eyes without showing any emotion. She couldn't help but asked happily, "Is it really possible?"

Duan Yujing's tightly clenched fist suddenly relaxed, and imitating the siblings he had seen before, he touched Qing Wan's head unnaturally and replied softly, "Yeah."