Chapter 111 The Hero Arrives
At this time, a thin figure was curled up in a corner of the street. It was a girl who looked no more than seven or eight years old.

She hugged her knees tightly with her hands, trying to resist the cold, but in vain. The girl's eyes were empty and her gaze was fixed on the street.

"My brother is sick," she murmured hoarsely, "If he doesn't have food today, he will die like my parents."

As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged man next to her suddenly fell to the ground. His body twitched a few times, and then stopped moving. The girl looked up and recognized the familiar face.

That was her uncle who used to live next door to her house and once sent her family vegetables grown in his own home.

The girl remembered that her uncle always praised her beautiful eyes with a smile and touched her head, but now, there was only the grayness of death on her uncle's face.

She remembered how those gorgeously dressed nobles had suddenly appeared on the streets a few months ago, bringing soldiers, new decrees, and endless taxes.

However, facing her uncle's body, there were no tears in the girl's eyes and no sadness on her face.

This kind of thing has happened too often these days. People dying of starvation are everywhere like fallen leaves in autumn.

The girl was numb and could no longer cry.

At this moment, a decently dressed woman walked by the girl. She stopped, took out a copper coin from her pocket, and gently placed it in front of the girl.

"Poor child," the woman sighed, "take it and buy something to eat."

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in the girl's eyes, and her cracked lips moved with difficulty: "Thank you!"

She reached out her hand tremblingly and carefully picked up the copper coin as if she was holding a rare treasure. She struggled to stand up, her legs shaking from long-term hunger.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the street. The crowd began to get restless and retreated to the sides. Before the girl could react, she was pushed back by the surging crowd.

"Ah!" She screamed and lost her balance. At the moment of falling, she felt the copper coin in her hand slipping.

The girl ignored the pain and crawled to the middle of the road with her hands and feet. The only thing in her eyes was the coin rolling on the ground.

"Wait!" she cried in her heart.

The coin finally stopped in the middle of the road. The girl breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her trembling hand to grab it. At this moment, a shiny leather boot suddenly stepped down from above and stepped on the coin accurately.

The girl looked up and saw a team standing in front of her. Three men were walking in front, followed by a young woman dressed in gorgeous clothes.

The leading man was named Sheila, the son of Minister Ernest, who held supreme power in the empire. Behind him was the empire's recently formed special force - the Wild Hounds.

Silla looked down at the girl, a trace of disgust flashing in her eyes. Others also looked at the girl kneeling on the ground with contempt, as if they were looking at a dirty bug.

The girl tried to stand up in a panic, but her legs were weak due to long-term hunger. She stumbled and accidentally bumped into Sheila's trouser leg.

Silla's face darkened instantly: "It seems that some untouchables have not yet learned what the rules are..."

The girl felt a chill. She wanted to beg for mercy, but found her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.

She could only look at the person in front of her with pleading eyes, hoping that he would be kind enough to return the coin to her.

"Master Silla, let me teach him a lesson."

A fat man with exaggerated clown makeup on his face suddenly came over. He glanced back and forth at the girl, and a hint of discomfort flashed in his eyes.

He licked his lips, his voice filled with inexplicable excitement: "These eyes are really beautiful."

The woman behind him said with a smile: "Shangpu, do you want to dig out your eyes and make them into specimens?" "Cosmia, you have a good idea," Shangpu grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Izang, who was dressed as a samurai next to him, glanced at Shangpu but said nothing.

Hearing their conversation, the girl took a few steps back in fear. At this moment, her heart was beating so violently that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest.

Silla glanced around the dilapidated streets with a look of disgust on her face. "Forget it, don't waste time. The people who attacked at night may be hiding among these untouchables."

The next moment, Xila raised her foot disdainfully and kicked it hard. The copper coin drew an arc in the air, flashing a faint light and flew to the distant street corner.

The girl's eyes lit up instantly. She struggled to get up and said in a weak but grateful voice: "Thank you."

Regardless of the pain all over her body, the girl stumbled towards the direction where the copper coin fell. For her, this small copper coin was her only hope of survival and the only chance for her and her brother to survive.

At this moment, Shang Pu grinned, with a cruel light flashing in his eyes. He took out a ball that was shining with strange light from his pocket and tossed it casually.

"Hey, little sister," Champ's voice was sickeningly sweet, "wanna play a game?"

Before the girl could react, the sphere had already drawn an arc in the air and landed directly at her feet.

hum!
A beam of light came out from the sphere.

The girl widened her eyes as she stared at the sphere that was emitting an ominous light. The air seemed to freeze, and a suffocating, dangerous atmosphere instantly filled the air.

"Am I going to die?" The girl thought desperately. Tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably, blurring her vision. She thought of her sick brother and the home she would never return to.

"I'm sorry, brother." The girl murmured to herself, her voice barely audible. She closed her eyes, waiting for the coming pain.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded.

A violent wave of air swept over, but it parted the moment it was about to touch the little girl, as if blocked by an invisible barrier. The hot air whistled past her, lifting her messy hair.

The expected pain did not come. The little girl opened her eyes tremblingly, and the scene in front of her made her hold her breath instantly.

A tall figure appeared in front of her at some point, his back facing her. His robe fluttered in the strong wind, and he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

And on the clothes behind him, the two big words "Justice" appeared extremely clear.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing the man's angular profile. There was a heart-pounding sense of oppression in the air, as if the entire world had frozen at this moment.

"Ah"

A sneer escaped from his mouth, and just this one syllable made everyone present feel pressured.

"You bunch of scum are really disgusting."

The little girl stared blankly at the figure in front of her, and suddenly an inexplicable sense of security surged in her heart.

She didn't know who this person who suddenly appeared was, but she knew that she was saved.

At this moment, it was like a god descending to the earth and a hero appearing.

(End of this chapter)

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