Help!Crazy criticizing the tyrant, he spoils me every day

Chapter 280 Bullying (1)

"I know this is difficult for you to accept, the outside world is not safe for you, I advise you to go back and forth wherever you go." Murong Xuan tried his best to ignore the little devil's sadness, and persuaded.

Alai tightly clutched the corner of his clothes beside him, trying his best to maintain normal thinking in his grief.

"My lord, where did you bury my mother?"

"She's just a slave. I don't care about such things. I don't know where she was buried." Murong Xuan still had other things to do and didn't want to waste time with this little devil. He walked by.

Alai had been warned since he was a child to stay away from those alien races who thought they were superior to them, and he had heard a lot about slaves.

The man said he didn't ask questions, so his mother might have been disposed of hastily after her death, maybe there wasn't even a grave.

Thinking of his mother's tragic life, Alai's eyes were red, and tears rolled out of his eyes.He failed to find her alive, at least he should bring her bones back to Nolan City.

Alai wiped away his tears, turned around and chased after the man who left.

"You always know who she was handed over to after she died, right? Can you tell where that person is?" The man who just passed by didn't know how to do it. He arrived at the previous roadside in the blink of an eye and opened the car door. Get in the car.

Alai ran towards the car, asking the man in the car loudly.

The man either didn't hear what he said or didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he slammed the door of the car, and the car drove him into the road, pulling the distance between the two of them far away.

"Wait—" Alai ran, crossing his feet frequently, trying desperately to catch up with the car, but it ran too fast, and after a while it turned into the fork ahead, waiting for him to turn along the street. When crossing the intersection, the road was full of cars, many of which were the same as the one the man was sitting in.

Alai was so tired that his legs were weak. He swallowed a mouthful of sour water and looked at the cars driving on the road, not sure which one belonged to a man. Gradually, his pace became slower and slower, and finally he had to He stopped, bent his waist and supported his trembling knees with both hands, looked ahead sweatingly and confusedly, feeling the urge to cry out loud.

Just as Alai was bending over and gasping for breath, three idle young men surrounded him.

"Look, the little thing looks very unique." One of the tall men stood condescendingly on the right side of Alai, looking at it with contempt. "Green skin? What kind of monster is this?"

"Hey, my slave who cleans the toilets looks like this, devil." A yellow-haired kid standing in front of Alai sneered, grabbed his right ear and pulled it up, forcing him to lift his head up. .

Alai instinctively knocked off the hand that grabbed him, and glared at the person in front of him angrily.

But his resistance was met with a ruthless kick by a fat man from the rear wing, kicking him directly to the ground.

Alai knelt down on his knees, scratching his pants and skin, and the injury on his knee was burning. In order to prevent his face from rubbing against the ground, he hurriedly put his palms on the ground when he fell, but the tall man didn't give him a chance , stepped on his head, forcefully pressing his face to the ground.

In this hierarchical world, low-intelligence demons are despised and bullied, but they also have their own pride and want to live with dignity.

Alai grew up in the Night Empire under the protection of Yedi. Although life was tough, they were free and not to be underestimated. Even Yedi respected them a lot.

Demons recognized by the most powerful gods in the Yagu Continent, why should they be manipulated by these self-righteous guys, bullying is fine, and they are sold as commodities, slaves and squeezed without authorization.

(End of this chapter)