Chapter 1197
My Mr. Song is extremely protective!
Tang Shufen waved her hands and hit Song Chengâs legs. The pain from the wound woke him up.
Song Chengâs first reaction was to curse, but he found that he couldnât speak at all. He could only make sounds.
Tang Shufen thought that once her son woke up, she would be able to figure out what was going on.
But when her son woke up, the situation was exactly the same as hers. His voice was the same, and he couldnât speak.
This made Tang Shufen think that they might have been poisoned to mute.
This time, they were completely dumbfounded. They just sat there motionlessly.
Song Cheng was shouting loudly and waving his arms and legs randomly. Song Jian was right next to him. After touching him a few times, he was also woken up by him.
Song Jianâs first reaction was to speak, but in the end, he couldnât speak either.
After listening carefully, he discovered the person who was shouting next to him.
It was his eldest brother, Song Cheng. This completely frightened him.
Song Jianâs right hand was directly crippled. He used his left hand, which was still moving, to grab Song Cheng and try to calm him down before saying anything else.
Song Cheng could not calm down at all. He kept waving his hands at his younger brother because he could not accept it at all. His legs did not have any strength, and now he could not speak. He had truly become a cripple.
Song Cheng shouted loudly, and finally attracted the attention of the people guarding outside.
The watchman from outside walked in and directly kicked Song Cheng, who was shouting loudly, in the head. âsilence immediately. If you continue to shout loudly, watch how I will deal with you.
âYouâve already entered our lair. Accept Your fate!
âIn two days, your wounds wonât bleed anymore. Go out and ask for money while youâre still injured.
âIf you donât have enough money, you wonât have to eat.
âHUMPH! â
After saying that, he turned around and left, locking the door again.
Song Cheng was kicked and fell to the ground. He didnât have any strength left. Even if he wanted to shout, it was useless.
The moment the door was opened, Song Jian saw clearly that it was a large courtyard.
The people walking around were either missing arms or short legs.
Some people even lost their legs. They used their hands to support themselves on the ground and kept moving forward.
There were also people who were blind. They were holding crutches and rice bowls in their hands. They were probably going somewhere to get food.
Seeing so many disabled people at once. Then, thinking of the current situation, Song Jian immediately understood what was going on.
They were controlled by someone. The person who asked for money just now should have been when they were picking up trash. They heard that under the overpass, there were many disabled people who specialized in begging for Food and money.
They said that if they didnât give money, the beggars would rob them. If they met the soft ones, the money would be taken away.
If they met the tough ones, the beggars would probably be beaten to death.
This was also the reason why the two brothers didnât run to the streets to beg for money.
They really didnât expect that the wheel of fortune would turn. They would be reduced to beggars.
The door was pushed open again. The people who had left before came back.
They held a basin in their hands. Without even looking, they threw it on the ground. Inside was a big basin of Porridge. On it, there were some braised meat and soup.
âboss, I pity you. You have enough meat these few days so that you can get better.
âCome here and be more open-minded. Donât seek death. If you die, you will die in vain. Itâs better to live well. In a few days, when your wounds stop bleeding, I will let you out. I want more money back. Do you understand?
âYou must remember one thing. Donât think about escaping and getting caught here.
âIt will be a hundred times more cruel than what you have experienced before âHe left after saying that. But this time, he didnât close the door because he wanted them to see what happened in the courtyard. So that they would surrender and stay. This was the sharkâs way of disciplining people, and it never failed.