The gaunt woman tightened her hold on the child still crying in her arms and said hoarsely:
"My husband became addicted to drugs. Whenever his addiction flares up, he beats me and the child to vent his anger. If we stay at home, he'll beat us to death. I had no choice but to bring my child out."
Lu Yuan: "..."
His voice caught in his throat.
Looking at the woman's wrinkled face, Lu Yuan did not know what to say for a moment.
The gaunt woman looked at Lu Yuan, bent her knees, and knelt down, pleading:
"Sir, you're a powerful Gene Warrior. Could you take me out of this area? If I'm alone, someone will definitely try to take my child later."
Lu Yuan frowned and pulled the gaunt woman to her feet.
"Fine. I'll take you out."
Delight appeared on the gaunt woman's face, and she repeatedly bowed.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
Lu Yuan shook his head. "Let's go."
He headed back the way he had come.
It was only a short stretch of road. For Lu Yuan, it was just a few extra steps—he could treat it as a little more exercise.
Lu Yuan led the gaunt woman across a street.
At the corner of a wall along the street, three punks were squatting and looking around.
One of the punks spotted Lu Yuan and the gaunt woman.
When he saw the child in the gaunt woman's arms, his eyes lit up.
He reached out and patted the two companions beside him.
"We've got a job!"
"Hm?"
The other two quickly looked over.
After seeing the child in the gaunt woman's arms, both of them grinned.
"Someone actually dares to bring a child out this late? Brothers, let's teach them the rules of the