Start As a Lord In a Viscount

Shane suddenly looked out the window and said, "Lord Viscount, that beggar is looking at you."

Claire looked in the direction of Shane's finger, and sure enough, he saw the beggar who was lying on the ground dying, raised his head, looked at himself, and his eyes were full of longing for life.

Claire squinted her eyes, didn't move, and continued to look at each other.

And the beggar didn't know if he had realized something. Looking at Claire, there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He moved his arm forward, and then rubbed the ground and moved towards Claire.

"Save...Save me!" The other party weakly cried out for help.

Claire still didn't move too much, still staring at each other, as if examining something.

The beggar used his hands to support the ground and staggered to support his body. Only then did Claire realize that the other's hands and feet had been cut off with knives, and the wound on his wrist had not even healed. There were looming wounds on his clothes.

Shane's eyes flickered a few times and looked at Claire, but the other party still didn't respond very much.

Slowly, the beggar used his two weak arms to prop up his body, but his lower body still knelt on the ground, but after completing this action, a glimmer of hope finally appeared on his face, and he continued to move towards Claire. moved away in the direction.

The sentence was vague: "Save... me..., I don't want to die yet."

Claire raised her eyebrows. He just saw the desire for life in the other's eyes. The feeling was like seeing a drowning person's desire for oxygen. It was shocking, but it also touched Claire's heart.

"Maybe this is someone who can do it..." Claire muttered to herself.

After the beggar stood up, his speed became much faster, and he moved slowly towards Claire's side from the opposite side of the road.

But before he reached one meter, his body collapsed again. He was about to die, and his body could no longer bear it. He just supported because his body had exhausted most of his strength.

But the opponent who fell down did not accept his fate, but moved his head and wriggled in the direction of Claire like a worm.

Claire's eyes flickered, showing admiration.

"Ha! Ha!" The other party was panting heavily, but his body still didn't stop. He finally moved to the center of the road, and there was a bloody trail behind him.

"Crack!" The opponent's body suddenly stopped, and his head fell to the ground. At this moment, he suddenly lost control of his body, and he couldn't even crawl forward.

Then came a choked cry, "Woooooooo."

At this time, he didn't even have the strength to look straight at Claire, so he could only let his face face the ground, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. He didn't know why he was crying at this time. Those gang members took the He didn't cry when he broke his hand with the knife, and he didn't cry when he knew he wouldn't be able to survive tonight and would die, but it was at this moment that he cried.

His entire body was paralyzed on the ground as if paralyzed, unable to move at all, only a whimpering cry came out: "Please, save me! Even if you are a demon... I will swear allegiance to you. "

Claire suddenly smiled, looked at Shane and asked, "Can you help?"

Shane was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Claire to suddenly ask himself this question, and hesitated for a while, "Help?"

"Okay, help!"

Then Claire rolled over and got out of the car and walked in front of the other party. Seeing Claire approaching, Ciri relaxed and her consciousness gradually blurred.

...

Hirian was not a native of his own country, but fled here from another country. His family died along the way, and he was the only one who survived. He was only eleven years old at that time.

At the age of eleven, he was coaxed into the capital and sold to those underground gangs. The gang he belonged to was called the Razor Club, and he was good at using a razor to cut the pockets of the rich. Steal money from it.

At first, Hirian was reluctant to learn, but he was beaten constantly. He was hungry for a few days before he started to learn. He was very smart and learned things very quickly, and soon became famous in the gang, but this kind of fame is not What a good thing, they are always the lowest, not even gang members in the Razor Club.

The money stolen every day will also be offered in full, and then exchanged for a full meal for the day.

Some people thought about escaping, but they were all caught, cut their throats with a razor in front of them, and died in front of them, so from that moment on, Hirian left a shadow in his heart, and he was especially afraid of death. .

In this way, five years have passed, and Xilian has also become a sixteen-year-old boy. One day, he went out to steal as usual. He was eyeing a beautiful noble girl. Other people's likes, he also relies on this face that is easy to make people feel good, and it is easier to get it.

If they are sloppy, people will avoid them, so the Razor Society will prepare decent clothes for them. After Cillian tidied up his clothes, he approached and chatted with the noble girl for a few words. The other party covered his mouth and laughed. Just when he was about to take this opportunity to steal, a young boy with the appearance of a noble suddenly appeared and kicked him out.

"You dare to touch my woman!"

The man shouted and picked up the thing in his hand and smashed it down at Xilian, constantly kicking and hitting him all over the body. Xilian did not dare to resist, he could only dodge and try to escape from this place. He hit the thigh with a big stick, and he managed to escape, under the jeers of the other party.

The injured Xilian returned to the gang. Because he didn't steal the money that day, he was beaten badly. He never thought that he was the one who stole the most money back.

Hirian injured his thigh, and he couldn't steal a penny for the next few days. The gang didn't give him food at all in those days. He could only lie outside the bakery looking at the bread inside and endure it. Hunger waiting for his leg injury to recover.

It was at this time that a young lady handed herself a piece of bread, and Cillian thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, you are really a kind person."

Hirian was holding the cheapest piece of brown bread, and his heart was full of excitement. After gobbling down a few mouthfuls, he looked up and glanced over. Those who came out of the bakery were all holding fragrant white bread. Hirian He suddenly stopped chewing, not because he felt that the brown bread in his hand was not fragrant, but a thought suddenly popped into his mind: I won't be like this for the rest of my life...

Before, he tried hard to steal money because he wanted to join the gang, but the whips he received also made him understand that the members of the gang only regarded him as a tool to make money, and there were many tools like him.

It was also from that day that he would secretly take out a small part of the money he invested and hide it in a hidden place.

Three years later, he went to hide money as usual, but in that hidden corner he found a gang member who was having a good time with the young lady in the prostitute. He never escaped, and was caught. Three years of savings were also turned over.

After being discovered, he did not die, but became a negative example of the other teenagers. He was hanged and beaten with a whip dipped in salt water. He was left in this alley and began the next stage of exploitation.

But Hirian knew that he would not survive this day at all. His blood kept flowing out, and his body became weaker and weaker.

At the beginning, he could barely do some movements, but the only thing that could move was his head. Cillian, who felt his life passing by, just wanted to take a last look at this world, a world that was not so friendly to him.

But it was just a casual glance. I saw Claire looking at him at the door of the restaurant. Although Claire gave him a strange feeling, he didn't care. He just glanced at it. What's the use of being strange, Claire? He also walked into the restaurant and started business talks with Sophia.

Then he felt sleepy, he couldn't lift his eyelids, and his head lay on the ground.

It was at this time that Claire and Sophia came out, and although he could not hear what they said, they also woke him up, who was about to die.

Reluctantly raising her head, Cillian saw Claire riding in the carriage, and the previous thought flashed through her mind again, "Am I going to die like this in my life?"

Death, what a terrifying term, he had seen the lives of his former partners pass by before him.

I don't want to die yet! I still want to live, my life should not end like this!

The fear brought about by death, in turn, made Cillian burst out with hope of life. He looked at Claire. Although he didn't know why, his body moved towards him. He had a feeling that this person could save him. , and only he is willing to save himself!

There is nothing wrong with the strange feeling that I had before, that is my chance!

"help me……"

Xilian's body seemed to have been hit with a cardiotonic, and he kept moving towards Claire, but Claire never looked at him, but he still didn't give up, and kept moving his mutilated body in that direction. hope!

Until he heard the sentence: "Lord Viscount, that beggar is looking at you."

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