"Thank you, big brother! Big brother is so kind!" The children were overjoyed to have bread and hopped to a corner to enjoy their lunch.
The young man kept only half a piece of bread for himself, biting into it as he squatted to finish the children's leftover work, calculating how much money he could get for the trash at the recycling station.
There was a sudden snap.
Something seemed to have fallen off the roof.
The young man looked up and sighed, "The roof has collapsed again? What if it hits someone?"
Living in such a decrepit courtyard, such incidents were inevitable. He stood up, planning to fix it, but barely had he taken two steps when an ice-cold sensation touched the back of his head.
"Barren Moore?"
Qiang Wei pointed a revolver at the back of his head, having observed the area for a long time to ensure it was indeed an old orphanage before choosing to reveal herself this way.
Otherwise, she would have burst in directly.
