Sobbing

Charlie sniffed and burst into tears. Lucille was speechless. Just now, he seemed like he had totally accepted death. Why was he sobbing all of a sudden? She squatted down and covered the little fellow with the umbrella above her head. She asked, "Where's your home? I'll take you there." "I don't have a home now..." Charlie cried and stretched out his hand, pointing at the group of half-dead killers. He sobbed and said, "They killed my father and destroyed my home..." "Do you want to get revenge?" she asked. "Yes!" "Go get it on your own," Lucille replied calmly. Most of the killers had already fainted. She did not kill them during the fight. Naturally, however, weapons did not discriminate. It was possible that some of the seriously injured killers would lose their lives. Charlie looked at the knife on the ground and gradually stopped crying. His tender face showed the viciousness of a wolf cub. But in the end, he hid his fierce expression. He knew very well that Lucille had saved him