The stall owner laughed: "Brother, not bad, looks like you and she are destined for each other. So, are you going to buy this person?"
"purchase."
Xu Nuo looked at the woman: "What's your name? Come with me, and I'll set you free."
The stall owner's expression changed: "You want to set her free with such a powerful weapon? You'd better think carefully."
Xu Nuo whispered, "I'm lying to her, otherwise what if she kills me?"
The stall owner thought to himself that he was just a reseller, and this was already the worst-case scenario.
This guy will either die or take this troublesome guy with him. Things can't get any worse, so let's get rid of this nuisance quickly, get another payment from the seller, and let the rest go!
Hu Xiaoshan, inside the cage, didn't notice Xu Nuo's words.
Her name...
It's been a long time since anyone asked this question.
Those who truly treat her as merchandise never care what she's called; slave owners usually give slaves new names.
Hu Xiaoshan pondered with his almost rusty brain—the man in front of him seemed very powerful and he couldn't kill him. Why not kill the stall owner again? Even if he couldn't kill him, if he wasn't sold, he could wait for his real enemy, right?
The stall owner and Xu Nuo finalized the deal, opened the cage, and he reminded, "Be careful, keep an eye on your goods."
The stall owner unlocked the door and hid far away, waiting for the woman to go berserk at the customer.
Something unexpected happened.
Instead of attacking Xu Nuo, Hu Xiaoshan ruthlessly attacked the stall owner, moving like a ghost, gripping the stall owner's neck tightly with both hands, squeezing him into a long-necked duck shape.
The stall owner chuckled and said, "How many times have you used this trick? Still not giving up?"
His superpower is like clay; his body can be squeezed, kneaded, and shaped at will, making it best to use softness to overcome hardness.
Despite countless failures, Hu Xiaoshan refused to give up, continuing to pull on the stall owner's neck, attempting to tear his head off.
Hu Xiaoshan could foresee what would happen next: the stall owner would pull out a nail gun, pierce her wrist, and lock her back in the cage...
However, a spurt of hot blood sprayed onto Hu Xiaoshan's face.
The stall owner's head fell off.
Hu Xiaoshan looked around blankly and saw Xu Nuo's smug smile.
That ordinary face surprisingly revealed a touch of dashing handsomeness.
Xia Chuhe's inner thoughts: You're welcome. 03's instant kill ability is really useful.
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