Chapter 63 Son of the Devil.
Shu Lan did not respond. Shu Maomao raised his eyebrows, knowing that this meant he should take action.
A six-sided dice appeared out of thin air in front of him. After automatically flipping over, the upward side was a circle on the top and eight tentacles spread out from the bottom, like a black shadow of an octopus.
Shu Lan had never seen this special ability before. Just as she was about to ask, the people next to her started screaming in panic.
"Tentacles! Such huge tentacles!"
The air behind Shi Yushan opened up like a door, and a brown-red tentacle, like a giant python, with oval suction cups arranged at the bottom, came out from it, put it on Shi Yushan's shoulders, wrapped around her whole body, and dragged a living person into the door that led to nowhere, and disappeared.
“…”
Shu Lan took a deep breath, put her hand on Shu Maomao's shoulder, and said in a heavy tone: "Baby, use this when I can't see you. Mommy's legs are so weak from fear."
The onlookers covered their mouths and nodded frantically.
Shu Maomao actually wanted to see the monsters summoned by the other sides of the dice, but when he heard Shu Lan was scared, he put the dice away.
Ji Xuan was already crying with fear and knelt down on the spot: "Please let me go, I will be obedient in the future and will never cause trouble for Su Zhen again."
Shu Lan remained silent, a hint of regret in her eyes.
If they hadn't caused trouble in the beginning, Shu Lan wouldn't mind having these two people.
But Shu Lan needs to establish her authority in front of the new members. She must play the bad guy and let the people in District 10 watch. If she doesn't obey, she will die. Begging for mercy or resisting will be useless. Only in this way can she suppress some of the thoughts that are ready to act.
Shu Maomao looked at Ji Xuan. An electric arc about 30 centimeters long and flashing with sparks appeared in the air in front of him. He gently flicked the electric arc through the air with absolute precision.
An arc as thin as a guitar string brought nearly ten thousand volts of electricity to the person begging for mercy. The sobbing sound stopped abruptly, and the people around him closed their eyes in pain.
The commander's sons' methods of killing people vary, but they are all simple and brutal, without blinking an eye, like the devil's son from hell.
There is no need to say who the devil is.
Shu Lan reached out to Zhong Mei, and Zhong Mei understood and handed over the loudspeaker.
"Everyone can hear me, right? Those who can't, please tell each other later. I'm accepting you into District 9 not because I have a kind heart to save all living beings, but because I want to use your strength to establish a new human base. If letting you survive brings me more trouble than value, I don't mind a smaller population. In short, if you can survive, live, if you can't, die. Don't look for trouble. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
Shu Lan nodded and said to Zhong Mei, "You continue. I'll take Maomao to arrange for tonight's defenses. Sister Wang, call the chef from District 10 and give you ingredients for dinner."
"Okay, Commander."
Fang Botao, the head of the "Security Department," stepped forward and asked, "Commander, should the bodies be thrown into the incinerator?"
Shu Lan glanced at the man kneeling on the ground and said, "Wait."
She took Huo Yu by the hand, walked to Lin Yi's body, and pulled the rope around his neck: "Look up and see who is lying on the ground."
Huo Yu obediently raised his head, which had been lowered all the time. When he saw Lin Yi's face clearly, his eyes paused, his lips slightly opened, but his brows were furrowed. Ecstasy, pain, anger and other emotions switched back and forth in his heart.
Huo Yu, who was once a favored child, never thought that he would suffer nearly seven years of cruel torture just by firing an employee who violated the rules.
When Huo Yu mentioned it to the HR department, he didn't even pay attention to the man's name.
Later he found out that the man was called Lin Yi.
Every stroke of this name was deeply engraved into Huo Yu's flesh and blood, along with the wounds that appeared and healed repeatedly.
When he was beaten to the point of being unable to bear it, Huo Yu thought more than once that it would be better if he had not been so arrogant before, if he did not have superpowers, or if he had combat-related superpowers.
But what awakened was self-healing, which made him live a life worse than death, yet unable to die.
The good thing is that Lin Yi died.
The sad thing is that Lin Yi did not die in his own hands.
What made people angry was that Lin Yi’s death was too simple. It looked like he was shot to death and he didn’t even suffer much pain.
Shu Lan said, "I don't approve of abusing corpses, but if you want to hit him twice before he turns to ashes, that's fine. After all, he hit you so many times."
Huo Yu looked up at her, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper was rubbing against glass: "You...can...read minds?"
Shu Lan raised her lips and said, "No, I'm just thinking from your perspective. It seems like Lin Yi's death was too easy. It's a pity that my son kills in this way. He won't waste time if he can finish the job right away."
Her smile was very gentle, but Huo Yu seemed to be blinded by the strong light. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at her: "I won't fight."
If she doesn't agree, he won't hit her. It's okay.
"Okay, Fang Botao, carry it away."
"Commander is coming!"
Shu Lan squatted down and untied the collar on Huo Yu's neck. The collar was very tight, so when she untied it, Shu Lan's hand would touch his neck. Every time her fingers accidentally touched Huo Yu, he would tremble as if he was electrocuted.
Shu Lan didn't move, and said inexplicably, "Why are you so scared? I'm not going to hit you."
Huo Yu explained in a low, anxious voice, "I'm sorry, it's just a reflex."
He had strongly resisted wearing a collar before, but was eventually tamed by the pain.
Shu Lan said, "Then I'll continue. You just bear with it."
The whiteness of the skin under the collar stood out particularly clearly, and it was unknown how long she had been wearing it.
Shu Lan threw away what she was holding and said, "That's enough. You've seen that Lin Yi is dead. No one will hit you in the future. Try to overcome your psychological trauma as soon as possible and stand up."
She waved to a subordinate whose name she remembered not far away. "Du Shaohui, come here. I have a task for you. Go to the subway station and get a set of daily necessities for this brother named Huo Yu. Then take him to the water pipe to take a shower and change into clean clothes. Please help him get food and water for the next few days. After he recovers, you don't need to worry about him anymore."
"Okay, Commander."
Shu Lan stood up and took Shu Maomao away. Only then did Huo Yu dare to raise his head and secretly follow the two figures with his eyes. It was not until she disappeared that he heard the voice of the person who had been talking in his ear.
"Hey bro! Bro! Look at me, not our commander."
Huo Yu just glanced at Du Shaohui and then lowered his head. He didn't dare to look directly into other people's eyes, because if he looked for too long he would be beaten.
Du Shaohui had never heard of Huo Yu, but he could see that the man in front of him was seriously injured. His body was covered in blood and mud, and his bones were broken. He looked very pitiful.
"Wait here. I'll get you something and then have someone take you on a stretcher to take you to the shower."
"Um……"
bath.
Ever since Lin Yi found him, Huo Yu has not performed this kind of human behavior again.
After Du Shaohui finished taking his things, he called his brothers and carried Huo Yu on a stretcher to the underground water pipe. He said, "Brother, the conditions are difficult. When the weather is hot, we all take a cold shower. Don't mind it."
"Um."
Although he was mentally prepared, Huo Yu still shrank his neck as if he was cold when the cold water poured on his head.
After rinsing for a while, Du Shaohui found that the man was too dirty and it seemed that cold water and expired shampoo alone could not clean him.
"Wait a moment, I'll go ask the commander what to do."
"Don't go!"
Huo Yu shouted subconsciously, but his voice was too hoarse and Du Shaohui ran so fast that he didn't hear it at all.
He closed his mouth powerlessly, sadness and inferiority overwhelming his head at the same time.
After a while, Du Shaohui came running back with a bunch of tools in his hands. "Hey, the commander gave me some hot water. She also mixed shampoo, laundry detergent, dishwashing liquid, and kitchen detergent together and told me to scrub you with a brush. She said one of them would be useful anyway."
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