The kid closest to the entrance raised her red eyes and glanced at the boy before her. The boy had an expressionless face and the suit he wore seemed to be from the fancy shops.
For a moment she thought to herself if this kid could help them put it would be a great deal but when the boy's eyes landed on her face, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The boy's eyes scanned the container with a predatory look. He walked deeper into the container where the light from outside couldn't reach.
"Something wrong?" A voice echoed behind him.
"Nothing!"
The kids at the dark corner hearing the small voice couldn't help but crawl out of the darkness. Ding studied them for a while and leapt back covering his nose in disgust.
He walked out of the container and stood beside his foster father.
"How was it?"
"They stink." He stated plainly and the man chuckled and pat his head.
"Should we kill them?"
