She Became a Villainess

Lance's voice paused, as if returning to the scene before, he tilted his head and smiled: "I was going to leave, after all, that person was too scary for me at the time, but just when I left I stepped on the chocolate wrapping paper, and because of this, I moved my heart of compassion."

It was this compassion that changed him.

He took the **** man out of the kitchen and back to his home.

In fact, it's not a home, it's just a nest. In a small alley at the end, there is a quilt he picked up and made a simple bed, where he sleeps at night.

He still remembered after he helped him sit down.

The man saw the small knife he had picked up and thrown aside, he directly reached out and picked it up, took out a lighter from his pocket, burned the blade red, and finally pointed the knife at himself.

Little Lance was terrified and thought he was going to kill himself.

However, he held it at his thigh, cruelly and cruelly dug up a piece of his own flesh, and forcibly dug out the bullet embedded in the flesh!

Little Lance was startled. He stared at the man's face and found that his face was calm, with no expression of pain or patience. He was shocked and even wondered, does this man feel no pain?

But one thing is certain, this guy is very bad!

Throwing him his wallet and asking him to go to the drugstore to buy gauze and alcohol, this was the first time little Lance saw so much money, and was so excited that he almost ran away with the money.

He should have run too, so much money was enough for him to spend for a long time.

But he didn't know what was wrong with him, maybe it was because of the chocolate, maybe because the man didn't despise him, making him feel needed.

Little Lance came back, not only with what he wanted, but also with food.

The man bandaged the wound himself, ate again, and then, as if he was exhausted, leaned his head down on his humble 'bed'.

It was the first time that Lance had eaten his full stomach. He propped up his stomach into a small ball. He leaned against the wall and touched his stomach, thinking that it felt so good to be full, and he would always remember this day.

Satisfied, he lay down beside the man and slept.

When he was sleeping, he was suddenly woken up by the cold, and he went to grab the quilt in a daze, but the man grabbed the quilt from him!

It was obviously his quilt, his bed.

He saved him, and he still has to rob him, this person is too shameless!

As a result, little Lance didn't fall asleep very much, and spent the whole night robbing people for quilts. I don't know how long it took, it was almost dawn, and he finally couldn't stand his exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon, and the man beside him disappeared.

On the quilt was the wallet he took back last night, but he didn't take it with him!

Little Lance was so happy that he happened to be hungry. He held his wallet in his arms and thought about going to buy a hamburger, but when he came to the door of the burger shop, he hesitated again.

Because the wallet is his.

Little Lance was hesitant, and when he was about to leave, he was discovered by a group of little homeless people who often bullied him. When they saw that he had a wallet in his hand, they ran over to grab it.

The others were small and there was only one person, and the wallet was quickly snatched away.

Even though he was beaten to death, he didn't give up his wallet, he guarded it tightly, but he was snatched away in the end.

Little Lance cried.

That was the first time he cried. He didn't cry when he was robbing someone, and he didn't cry when he was fighting, but he cried because someone else's wallet was robbed.