Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 7: Escape plan

　　 "Bite this piece of wood, you will feel better, sorry, I—I can only think of this way."

　　 Thales frowned and knelt in front of Ryan.

　　 This lame beggar, lying on the ground against the wall, holding a "broken root", the blood is slowly flowing out of his right hand, staring stupidly at Thales, who is grinding a dagger on a blunt stone, and let him put a piece of wood into it. In his own mouth.

Behind 　　 Thales, the girl Coria sat sluggishly on the steps of the yard and the house. The silver coin burn on her left face had been treated, and medicine was applied, and it was now covered with a piece of cloth.

　　 And the scorched silver coin is now firmly grasped in her hand.

　　 The girl opened her eyes wide, looked here, looked there, and after a while she looked up at the moon, and gave a nervous laugh.

　　 Behind her, Quaid's dead body leaned against the broken wall.

　　 A burst of nausea struck Thales.

　　The touch, the touch of piercing the metal into the flesh, vaguely appeared on Thales’s knife from time to time.

　　 Thales sighed and resisted the discomfort of the first murder, the burn on his chest was still painful, sharing a lot of attention for him.

　　The protagonists who kill decisively and ruthlessly in the dark text can kill people without changing their faces, talk and laugh after killing people, and plan the next killing calmly as usual.

　　 is a lie, right?

　　 Thales snorted, his heart full of sadness.

　　 After all, what he took away was a life, no matter what Quaid did, whether or not he deserved to die, in a sense, he was equal to his own kind, walking on two feet.

　　 and he thrust the dagger into his neck.

　　 Thales is jealous of those naturally cold-blooded murderers. They can actually endure the nausea after killing. To him, the slippery and stickiness on his right hand seemed to be spreading, and the dull sound in his ears that pierced Quaid's neck was also echoing.

　　 Temporary impulse and anger can help you kill, but it can’t handle the shocking aftermath.

　　 Even in his bones, he is already an adult, an adult who can and must be responsible for his actions.

　　 More importantly-Thales turned his head and looked at Coria, but the dagger in his hand was sharpened faster and faster.

　　 These children have probably experienced the most critical scene in their lives.

　　 Another illusory scene appeared before his eyes, and the light from the projector and the text on the slide appeared like breaking waves.

　　"...The literature review of the paper I reported in this class today is mainly in the field of psychology. From the perspective of developmental psychology, childhood and adolescence are the most critical for the formation of a person’s mind and character Bloom’s follow-up research found that the environment, interaction, and behavior experienced at this stage are strongly related to future personality and psychological development. Many theoretical studies also believe that this impact may even last a lifetime..."

　　 Thales shook his head, hiding another piece of retrieved memory in his heart.

　　The mental health of the beggars is second, but the problem that needs to be solved is how to survive.

　　 Thales pressed the nausea and sadness in his heart and turned his attention to the dagger in his hand.

　　 This dagger is not as long as an adult’s forearm. It has a single-sided blade. The tip of the blade has a slight arc to the side of the blade. The wooden handle is wrapped with a black leather hemp belt to prevent slippery hands. The blade is on both sides. Then smooth-eh?

　　 Thales suddenly discovered that under the washing of blood, the two letters "JC" engraved on the side of the blade appeared.

　　JC?

　　 Thales' eyes changed slightly, and his heart moved.

　　 Hehe, no matter how many tricks, no matter how much planning, no matter how clever, Thales thought, it is not as effective as this "JC" dagger.

　　 Then, Thales' eyes turned into ice, and the blade that was still being sharpened at the last moment appeared next to Ryan's severed hand!

　　 "嗤!"

　　 Thales cut it off without hesitation!

　　 The blade cut off Ryan's palm and wrist, leaving only a little flesh.

　　 "Hmm! Hmm! — Humph!"

　　Lane's whole body convulsed violently like a prawn in the boiling water.

　　 He bit the wood tightly, making a scary sound from his throat, his eyes closed in pain, his face twisted into an exaggerated shape, tears and snot streaming down.

　　 Thales hurriedly pulled the cloth strip that had been given the good medicine (in fact, it was just some oulde dragon grass), wrapped it around Ryan's severed hand, and beat it back and forth fiercely.

　　 I hope this works, it can stop the bleeding and don't get infected, otherwise-Thales looked at the fire and shook his head.

　　 Lane was still twitching in pain, Thales held his severed hand tightly with one hand, and took him into his arms with the other.

　　 "Hold on, Ryan, it's going to pass soon, hang on!" Thales closed his eyes and comforted him softly. The burn on his chest was rubbed by Ryan's hair, and there was another piercing pain.

　　 Thales looked to the other side, and Kelett, Ned, and Ensola were lying quietly in the moonlight.

　　 seems to be asleep.

　　Lane's breathing gradually became regular, but Coria began to sob softly again.

　　 "Tyles, woo, I'm so scared, Coria obviously doesn't have typhoid fever, Coria is already cured--"

　　 Thales put down Ryan, turned around, took Coria in his arms, carefully avoided the burn on her face, and patted her gently.

　　 "It's okay, Coria, it's okay."

　　 I'm sorry.

　　 I failed to protect everyone.

　　 "Tels!"

　　 Thales opened his eyes and looked at Cindy running back panting, and asked calmly: "How is it outside?"

　　Cinti was the least traumatized of the children in the sixth room. After Thales helped him to connect his dislocated leg (the life of the beggars, they have learned a lot of self-help knowledge, such as bones-or Demolition), Thales was sent outside to inquire about the news and let go, to warn the brotherhood members who might come.

　　 "No one is here, no Rick, no thugs, no fraternity people, it seems that people outside the abandoned house know nothing."

　　Cinti is the oldest, and has been in a tacit understanding with Thales for a long time, and directly talked about the part that Thales cares most about.

　　 "Quide seems to have been to a lot of people's houses, some of them managed to escape, but, excluding us and the seventeenth house, at least six or seven rooms, nothing happened."

　　 Thales' eyes darkened. The sixth house was not the abandoned house closest to the gate, and he could probably guess the fate of the beggars in those houses.

　　"The beggars now know what happened. Everyone is spreading that the Brotherhood is going to kill us all. Some people hide in the house and dare not come out, but more people ran into the street. There are still people who want to escape."

　　 Thales' eyes lit up: "Wait, you said the thugs are gone?"

　　Cinti knew what Thales was thinking. He shook his head and said bitterly: "It's useless, the door is locked from the outside. Karak and the people in their house yelled at the door, but no one called Come. We can’t escape unless we can cross the trench and the spikes inside."

　　 "We," Ryan struggled, sat up from the ground with his right hand, his face pale and said: "Should we have to escape? We can wait here until the morning, when Rick and the others come, tell them it is Quaid went crazy by himself—"

　　 "No!" Thales categorically interrupted Ryan, "Quaid died in the abandoned house. If they find the murderer, we will definitely die. Even if they can't find the murderer, they will use the beggars to explain. What's more, Quaid’s father is a boss in the fraternity, they won’t just leave it alone."

　　 "And," Thales looked at Ryan coldly, and said, "Do you want to wait for them to send the next Quaid? Even if the next leader is not someone like Quaid, wait until he knows his predecessor. He died in the hands of a beggar. You still expect him to be delicious and drink for you, then kneel down, please don't kill him?"

When 　　 said this string of words, Ryan, Coria and Cindy were not able to understand them, and the three of them blinked and looked unclear.

　　 Thales looked at the eyes of the three of them, bowed their heads helplessly, sighed, and said: "Oh-in short, we have to escape."

　　 "Oh."

　　The three children nodded together like "suddenly".

　　 Thales shook his head helplessly.

　　 A scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.

　　 There was heavy snow on the scattered streets, and a slender figure leaped forward while he was muttering endlessly.

　　"——So, Weber used his observations and historical data to summarize, regarding the origin of capitalism in Europe, he said in the book that the economic foundation of Lao Ma determines the superstructure, cynicism——"

　　 "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, but it feels so amazing."

　　 "Oh-in short, Weber is using his IQ to crush the old horse."

　　 "Oh, that's it, then let's go have a small hot pot!"

　　 "Obviously you are asking me what class I have today, can the topic skip so fast? And why does it turn so naturally?"

　　"Then it is decided, Korean barbecue! Free to attack, attack!"

　　 "I just didn’t make a small hot pot—hey, don’t push me—what else is freedom of assault—you said don’t push me—"

　　 Thales closed his eyes tightly, and dispelled the memory hallucinations that came back from the void.

　　Recent memories have returned more and more frequently, and "the past" has emerged one by one.

　　 But don't be now.

　　 cannot be now.

　　 There are more important things to do now.

　　 Thales opened his eyes and found that the three children were waiting for their decision.

　　 He stood up gently, pulled Ryan up, and took a deep breath.

　　"First of all, when no one is outside, move Quaid out of the sixth house-although it is very heavy, in the short term, we cannot let people know that his death is related to us."

　　"Then, Sinti, you go secretly spread the message among everyone-you must secretly, don't let people know that you deliberately spread it. Tell them that there are five spikes under the trench on the left side of the fourth house. If they are loose, remove them and cover the remaining two spikes with a slate or something to escape from the abandoned house."

　　 Xinti was surprised: "You, did you find the secret passage in the deep ditch?"

　　 "Secret Road?" Ryan and Coria also seemed to be taken aback.

　　 Thales said nothing, just patted Cinti on the shoulder, "Go."

　　 That's not a secret road dug by a certain predecessor with great powers.

　　 The so-called secret road is the reason that I can go to Xichengmen twice a week to beg, so I can return at night, holding daggers, tree vines, linen cloth, and corrosive agents from the pharmacy. In four years, Secretly dug out.

　　 is like the "Shawshank's Redemption" of Errol World.

　　 As for the legend, it is a fantasy at all.

　　 There has never been a savior, has it?

　　 Thales patted Cinti on the shoulder again, the latter nodded, and was about to turn around, but scratched his head, thinking of something, and said in confusion:

　　 "Why tell everyone? Can't we escape by ourselves? The more people there are, the slower we will escape."

　　 No, Thales said from the bottom of his heart that the Brotherhood is not a vegetarian. Every street, every road, and every corner in the third district of the lower city has their eyeliner, and the outskirts of Ximen are also full of their lackeys. For a few beggars under ten years old, even if they escape from the abandoned house, it is difficult to escape from the Brotherhood.

　　 Thales’ original escape plan will take another six months. He can fully understand the regularity and rhythm of the Brotherhood’s eyeliner placement between the third district of the lower city and the Red Square Street, and then prepare the supplies from the Sunset Bar and Grove Pharmacy, then the possibility of their escape will be Greatly rise.

　　 as long as they can escape to Red Square Street.

　　 But now, now is not the best time at all.

　　 But in order to survive, they have to escape—accidents always happen suddenly, right?

　　 Therefore, he must turn the private escape of the sixth house into a collective commotion of beggars.

　　Only the sixth house is missing. That's too obvious. The Brotherhood will find it soon. Secondly, the more people there are, the slower they escape, but the safer and more inconspicuous they are.

　　 But, if you want to tell these reasons one by one--

　　 Thales looked up at Cinti, his dazzling eyes made the latter a little uncomfortable.

　　"Sinti, do you remember the agreement between the two of us four years ago?"

　　Cinti was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head, and pondered.

　　 When he raised his head, his eyes became firm.

　　 "Of course." Cindy looked at Thales, at the boy who was a head shorter than himself, and slowly said: "You are responsible for thinking, I am responsible for doing it."

　　 Thales nodded solemnly.

　　 "Let’s escape together!"

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　　 Yala Surryton watched boredly as the last guest walked out of the Sunset Bar, then got up lazily and put away his glass.

　　 There are not many drinkers today, especially the people of the Brotherhood themselves. Many of them have been transferred to participate in the "big operation". Even the cook Edmund also carried a machete. It is said that he is going Pay personal debts.

　　 The old guy hasn’t come back for a long time.

　　 boring.

　　 Yala glanced at the clock on the wall. It was three thirty in the morning, a bit early.

　　 But that clock is also a bit slow.

　　The clock is very old, and Yala thought to herself that even the back groove for the Eternal Oil was rusted, and the rust was mixed into the Eternal Oil, greatly reducing work efficiency.

　　 I have to find a way to get the old guy to shed some blood and change the clock.

　　 There are so many businesses in the sunset bar, and there is no tax officer from the city hall to collect taxes ("For the king's sake, I will give him two middle fingers!"-Yala), nor is there a long eye The guy came to ask for the protection fee ("One hundred coppers per person, I can protect your fingers without being chopped off by me, how about?"-Yala), even the purchase is from the Black Street Brotherhood. The preferential price taken in the channel ("Nal Rick, you are in charge of the accounts, quickly talk to these brothers on the ground, and also to my knife, what price should I give me when purchasing?"-Yala), It's always okay to pay some money and change the clock in the bar?

　　 That stingy old guy.

　　 closed the door and finished dealing with the bar counter, Yala put down her apron and rag, tightened her short leather pants, turned off the unextinguishable light (it’s ironic to take this name) at the front desk, and walked into the back kitchen.

　　 It’s a bit early today, according to the old rules, if you finish your exercise, there is still--

　　 The next moment, Yala's face became cold and fierce!

　　 Her body fell down instantly, her knees bent to a position where she could easily exert force, and the wolf-leg knife on her leg, which was famous in the dark street, came to her left hand instantly.

　　 The blades are usually shot out!

　　 "咚!"

　　The wolf-leg knife was pierced fiercely on a wine barrel!

　　 Only a half of the blade is exposed, and the handle is still trembling.

　　 "Ah!" This was a horrified scream of a little girl.

　　 Yala slowly straightened up, put the other wolf-legged knife in her right hand back into her boot, and then lit the unextinguishable light beside her.

　　 The light illuminates the dim back kitchen, and several small figures show up.

　　 "Yala—that—" Thales, the traverser who was terrified by the wolf leg knife, grinned reluctantly, raised his trembling right hand, and shook it unnaturally: "Hi—it's me."

　　 Yala looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

　　 Her eyes were sharp and terrifying, and Coria shrank her body toward Thales in fear.

　　 Yala stepped forward suddenly.

　　 Thales felt that the three beggars behind him unnaturally took a step back.

　　 "I know," Yala said coldly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be looking at a wine barrel as simple as that."

　　 Yala walked to him, pulled out the wolf-leg knife from the barrel two inches from Thales's left ear, and took a knife in front of him in the demonstration before inserting it into the boot sleeve.

　　"Also, you kid--"

　　 Thales rolled his eyes and instinctively raised his hand quickly, trying to protect his forehead.

　　 But a thin finger has already been poked hard!

　　 "Ah! It hurts!"

　　 "Call me-Sister Yala!"

　　———————————————————

　　 "When I came in through the back door, I didn't see Edmund, so I wanted to come to the back kitchen to have a look—"

　　 They are now in the cellar of the sunset bar, the three beggars except Thales, leaning on the big sacks of food, fidgeting, and biting the white bread in their hands with difficulty but hard work-they have been for a long time I haven't had such good food.

　　 A little far away from them, Thales was sitting on a barrel twice as tall as his, looking straight at the front of him with his hands on his chest and one leg against the wall, lazy but sassy Yala Surryton.

　　If you change to a previous life, Thales will probably look at her from the head and feet with appreciation, and then look up at the sky. While reminiscing, he sighs the beauty of this world.

　　ha? What will Thales do after you ask? Nonsense, of course, go home by yourself, why should you go.

　　 As for now—sorry, this body is still young.

　　 "Just tell me why you came to me." Yala still had that indifferent look, straight to the point.

　　 But Thales has become accustomed to it. Since he met this "big sister" who was only in his early twenties in the trash dump behind the sunset bar four years ago, the other party has always been like this. And style.

　　 He knew that she was such a person.

　　"Quaid went crazy. He killed almost half of the beggars in the abandoned house."

　　 Thales has a solemn expression, while silently clenching his fists.

　　 his-mum-of.

　　 Yala has vaguely doubted what happened earlier today since seeing these scarred beggars.

　　 Yala's face remained silent, and she began to curse Rick in her heart. The accountant knew that you were pouring chaka wine into Quaid, and it must have been uneasy.

　　 Why did I promise him for those ten gold coins? Ten gold coins, ten gold coins!

　　 This kind of thing that will surely anger the Brotherhood, ten gold coins-at least twenty should be collected!

　　 and--

　　 "No one came to stop him, and no one came to rescue us, we can only escape by ourselves." Thales was in a gloomy mood, and the scene a few hours ago seemed to reappear.

　　—and, oh, half of beggars.

　　 Yala closed her eyes and sighed.

　　"I see, you can hide here for a day. Don’t worry~IndoMTL.com~ I’m here, the gorilla dare not come, if he comes, I will put him under him—cough cough—he Chop off his hand."

　　 Yala looked at the other three beggars and frowned. She recognized which ones were new injuries, especially the child whose right hand was wrapped in cloth.

　　 "When Edmond comes back, I will let him go to Rick and the people above. Quaid can't escape if he does such a thing-this guy, why didn't he die sooner."

　　 Yala was somewhat distracted, she put down her legs against the wall and stood up.

　　 Thales' eyes darkened, he looked at the three beggars, let out a deep breath, and then looked at Jala.

　　"The brothers will have a big mission today, so the defense and patrols will be relaxed. You can escape, sure—well, forget it, I’ll get medicine, if I need a doctor—wait, kid, What's wrong with you?"

　　 Yala was talking to herself, and suddenly realized that Thales was not right on the other side. His body was covered with scars. The clothes on his chest were torn apart, and his right sleeve was even splattered. Blood.

　　No, this kid’s eyes--

　　 Yala suddenly walked up to Thales, dragged him off the barrel, then squatted down, holding Thales’ shoulders with both hands, and looking directly into his eyes.

　　 Yara's eyes suddenly became serious and anxious.

　　 "Boy——You, don't you?"

　　 Thales was a little afraid to look at Jara's eyes, but in just a few seconds, he adjusted himself and then raised his head resolutely.

　　 Thales heard his voice calm as usual, ringing without tremor.

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