Chapter 223 (2/2)
At that time, he was still living under the protection of his father and was not sent here to Europe with his mother.
Dad is very kind to him and always likes to put him on his shoulder and laugh.
”Pain is a bully. The more you shout, the more painful it will be.
But the more you put up with it, the less terrible it will be. ”
The more you endure without shouting, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Nine year old little hall repeated this sentence in his heart and kept silent.
His lower lip had been completely bitten by him, and his blood soaked the carpet in front of him.
Finally, there was no good meat on his back. It was all blood. Hall's mother couldn't see it anymore. She rushed up and held him in her arms.
”Lord, please forgive him. He is only a child. If you have any complaints, come to me! ”
Mother's hoarse cry made the Lord interested. He put down his whip, took hall to a corner and ordered his men to force him to look up at his mother soberly.
Then, in front of hall, seven or eight big men surrounded his mother and insulted her.
His mother's eyes turned gray in despair at this moment, without any vitality.
She finally called out ”hall.” there was no more movement.
She's dead.
Hall watched his mother stand still and bear these insults, but he didn't feel any sadness.
There was a strange hatred in his heart, which engulfed him like a flame.
In fact, he knew that his mother had died the moment he was insulted by the Lord.
”Bah. This bitch, I want her to be dissected alive. ”
When he found his mother dead, the Lord spit and dissected his mother in front of him without saying anything.
But hall didn't care. It was just a body.
The flame of hatred was burning in his heart, and he vowed to step on the so-called Lord at his feet.
But he couldn't help but endure the Lord's torture and all the suffering he brought.
His mother turned into flesh and blood before his eyes, and hall didn't shed a tear.
His strange state was seen by the Lord, but he felt that the child's hatred could help him achieve great things.
When hall recovered from his injury, the Lord threw him into the guard's bloody training ground.
Children under the age of ten face the fighting of adults all day. They can only save their lives by begging for mercy and careful flattery.
When the Lord is happy, he will take him to the room to ”spoil”.
In front of the Lord, he is only a tool to please himself, not a human being.
The saddest thing is not that you don't treat yourself as a person, but that you are clearly a person, but no one recognizes your identity as a person.
Here, the benign of human beings as the same kind is completely extinguished, and there is no room at all.
Feelings, dignity and kindness will become your enemies in this world.
”How did I teach you? Do you have to look at me to kill a pig?”
By enduring the Lord's torture and flattery, and his abnormal psychology to cater to him, let yourself become a change? However, hall never hesitated.
However, he hesitated for the first time when he was forced to kill a six-year-old girl who had no strength to tie a chicken, and only knocked over the master's glass for her.
In the Lord's roar, Hall's eyes no longer hesitated.
He forced himself to become the coldest killing machine, and no longer looked at the tears and pleading look on the girl's face.
A knife, simply and decisively stabbed into her heart. Because he knew that if he delayed for a while and fell into the hands of the Lord, I was afraid that the girl would live worse than death.
”Pa!”
A hard slap hit hall in the face and knocked out two of his teeth. He spit out his teeth with a bitter smile, his mouth full of blood.
”Did I teach you to kill people in the most painful way? You're so fucking straightforward and decisive, it's not murder, it's good, it's chaodu, you know? ”
Because he ”crossed” a girl, Hall's end was tied to the iron chain of the castle by the Lord and exposed to the sun for two days. Those two days happened to be the hottest time in the sun, and almost killed hall on it.
When he was pulled down by the guards, his skin was dry and cracked, and all his skin was stained with blood. But hall didn't do anything. He just swallowed his blood.
He was dying of thirst, which was his only feeling.
When the blood flowed through his mouth, he remembered the fishy and salty feeling. He vowed to kill the Lord and set himself free!
For three years, he lived in hell every day. Hall endured all the torture and made his own plan perfectly.
Three years later, when he stabbed a knife into the Lord's heart, he said this to the Lord who didn't have much meat left.
”I'm passing you.”
He closed his eyes and gently extended his hand to push it. The Lord, who had been delayed by him for more than 200 knives and almost had only bones left, but had not completely breathed out, finally swallowed his last breath.