The fat guy and the thin guy had no idea who they were defeating.
After seeing Ji Congwu not moving, and then seeing the blood oozing out of the other person's head,
The fat man's hand shook violently and he hurriedly threw away the bloody stone.
——He has never done anything serious in his life, and he is not a good person, but he has never thought of killing anyone!
It was the thin man's cry of pain that pulled him out of his murderous panic.
He trembled as he went to support the thin man and asked anxiously, "Brother, where are you hurt?"
The worry in his voice was 100% genuine.
If the thin guy hadn't pounced on him just now, he would have gone to see the King of Hell.
The thin man's withered face twisted in pain, and he rasped out coldly, "Stomach, stomach."
After helping the man up, they found a cut on the skinny man's clothes on his stomach and blood was gushing out.
The thin man didn't dare to look, nor did he dare to cover his mouth with his hands. He asked tremblingly, "Fat brother, am I going to die?"
The fat man pulled the torn clothes aside and took a look, then heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay. The wound isn't deep."
The thin man's soul flew out of the sky and came back again. He looked at it carefully.
It was just as Fat Brother said, the wound was not deep, it just scratched the skin a little bit.
When he rushed towards Ji Congwu, he was only thinking about not letting that kid kill Fatty, so he rushed forward instinctively.
When he knocked the man down, he felt a chill in his abdomen.
After all, I've been around for many years, so getting injured is commonplace - this feeling is clearly like being cut by a knife.
He almost imagined his stomach being cut open and his intestines and internal organs pouring out.
She screamed immediately and pressed Ji Congwu even harder in fear.
What he was thinking was: if I pin him down so that he can't move, he won't have the chance to stab me again.
Fortunately, Fat Brother came over to "finish the job".
Now that he was sure he would not die, the thin man suddenly felt like he was alive again.
Compared to being alive and well, his stomach was not completely cut open, and now it was just a shallow cut. The pain was bearable for him.
Looking at the pale and motionless boy, the soil under his head had already turned deep red.
The thin man swallowed and said, "Fat brother, is he...dead?"
The fat man said calmly, "He suddenly showed up to kill us. Even if he died, he deserved it."
Having said that, he still squatted down and tentatively put his finger under the boy's nose.
When the fat man felt the air blowing across his fingers, he didn't know whether he was relieved or what.
He said to the thin man, "There's still breath."
The thin man asked, "Could he have anything to do with that girl?"
"nonsense."
The fat man got angry reflexively, then he suppressed his anger and said:
"He was probably in the house just now. After discovering us, he sneaked over and killed us without saying a word."
He touched the burning back of his neck and murmured with lingering fear:
"Any young bastard who can have a relationship with that girl is not a normal person."
The thin man nodded in agreement. How could it be normal for Xiao Xiaonian to kill people with a knife without hesitation?
He and Fat Brother have lived for decades. Although he claims to be not a good person, he dare not kill anyone.
I'm not afraid to laugh at him, but he doesn't even dare to kill a chicken...
With all these messy thoughts flashing through his mind, the thin man asked, "What should we do now?"
"Of course, we should do business first."
The fat man has calmed down a lot now. The purpose of his trip is to blow up that girl's house.
Although such a thrilling episode happened, it has come to this point and we must complete the task and get the reward.
Otherwise the color on your body will be gone.
The thin guy understood what the fat guy meant and turned on the recording function of the watch again.
The fat man was looking for bombs and launchers on the ground. In the chaos just now, the assembled bombs were all scattered.
The fat man couldn't help but think: Fortunately, he was able to withstand the fall and didn't explode on the spot.
Everything was ready, and the fat man did not delay and immediately pressed the transmitter button.
A second passed.
Two seconds passed.
…
The bomb stayed where it was, with no intention of exploding.
???
The two looked at each other, confused.
The thin man subconsciously said, "Is it not pretended right?"
"Impossible." The fat man did it by carefully comparing the operating instructions.
But he still checked it again carefully to make sure there was no mistake.
Everything was normal, the signal light on the transmitter was flashing normally, and the virtual screen was aiming at the aircraft 400 meters away.
He pressed the launch button again, and still nothing happened.
Fatty: “…”
Thin man: “…”
The villain was stunned, but the system was not: Ha! It could still do such a trivial thing as jamming the bomb launcher.
But the two of them didn't know that there was an invisible presence at the scene. The fat man cursed them many times, making him so angry that he lost his patience and started swearing.
At this time, the thin man said: "Maybe the transmitter was broken just now?"
The fat man suddenly remembered that when he was rolling to the ground, he seemed to have pressed the launcher.
There was no sound of the bomb exploding at that time. Could it be that he really broke the launcher?
...How can something this valuable be of such poor quality?!
He and the thin man looked at each other, and both saw confusion and depression in each other's eyes.
"What should we do now?" the thin man asked again.
The fat man's mind was in a mess and he couldn't make sense of it for a while.
I finally found an opportunity and was about to get paid after doing the work, but a brat showed up to mess things up.
Now there is a problem with the bomb and it cannot be exploded.
It's just bad luck opening the door to bad luck. It's so unlucky!
"Retreat first." The fat man gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling, this was the only way now.
He quickly unloaded the bomb and put it back into his inner pocket.
The thin man pointed at Ji Congwu: "What about him?"
The fat man had a headache, and his expression changed for a while. Finally, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously: "Kill him."
"Huh?" The thin man was startled and said in panic, "This, this is not good."
"He killed us first."
The fat man gritted his teeth and said:
"If you hadn't stopped him in time, he would have killed me with one blow and would have killed you right away. Looking at the familiar way he moved, I wonder how many people he's killed."
She is even more cruel than that girl. That girl just made those people lose some parts, but at least they are still alive.
"And if we leave him here, when he wakes up and that girl comes back, he will definitely call us out." The fat man's murderous intent grew stronger as he spoke.
The thin man was frightened by what he said, and he felt that what he said made sense, but he still hesitated and said timidly:
"Or... let's think about whether there is any other way."
If this had happened before, the fat man would have pointed at him and called him a coward.
"If you're scared, turn around and let me do it."
Anyway, he had already beaten the man half to death, so at most he could just throw another stone at him.
He said as he looked for the stone he had just seen.
Found it.
Seeing that the fat man was about to stab Ji Congwu with another blow, the system panicked.
It jumps wildly in the unconscious:
If you don't wake up, you, the most powerful villain in the doomsday world, will be killed by a gangster with a stone!
That way of dying... is too unworthy of your identity as a villain =_=
Unfortunately, no matter how it shouted, Ji Congwu's consciousness fell into the abyss and he did not respond at all.
After all, Ji never existed in this world:
One has no special abilities.
2. Not having a strong body.
Very weak.
The fat man threw the stone with great force.
Although the outer shell of the brain is hard, the inner area is complex, and the system has no idea where Ji Congwu was injured.
The scan could only reveal the inner area of his brain that was severely shaken by the fat man's blow.
The system has used literal meanings such as "needle prick" and "thunder hammer" to stimulate Ji Congwu's consciousness.
However, even though the villain is dizzy, it does not prevent his consciousness from forming a self-protection shield.
These methods are used through a protective cover, and they are useless if you try to scratch the itch through a whip.
The system got tired of jumping and had no choice but to give up.
It looks like it can end this overtime.
At this moment, the thin man stammered, "Fat brother, let's not kill him."
He covered his wound, and when the fat man looked over, his eyes flickered with anxiety: "We are fine..."
The fat man was holding the stone in his hand, hesitating. After a while, he asked with a sullen face:
"Then what do you say we should do? If we let him go, we'll be in danger."
Indeed, he was angry and afraid, and wanted to kill the boy to vent his anger.
If they kill the person and then destroy the body, they won’t have to worry about that girl coming after them.
But looking at the boy's pale face that looked childish, and his body that had not yet grown up, it was obvious that he was just a child.
His limited conscience and anger kept intertwining in his chest.
The thin man's words actually gave the fat man a way out.
The thin man was obviously struggling with his thoughts just now. When the fat man asked him this, he immediately said:
"Take him away and hand him over to the intermediary. They will say that he found him at that girl's house and that he has a close relationship with her."
His mind suddenly became clear, and he analyzed it clearly:
"The person who issued the task behind this probably has a grudge against that girl. Knowing that he has a relationship with her, he will definitely ask for it."
"We neither killed him nor moved the danger away."
As for what would happen to him after he was transferred to the person behind the scenes, that was not within their consideration.
The fat man looked at the thin man as if he didn't recognize him. He actually had a brain and could analyze!
He thought carefully about what the thin man said, savored it, and felt that the method the thin man suggested was feasible.
And he thinks more deeply than the thin guy.
The party that issued the task probably had a big dispute with that girl, so they issued the task of blowing up her house.
This kid might not survive long if he falls into that party's hands.
This way, he wouldn't have to muster up the courage to kill someone—and maybe even have nightmares about it later.
You can also pass the blame on others, which in a sense can be considered as killing someone with a borrowed knife.
"Okay, let's do as you say." The fat man didn't say anything more and made a prompt decision.
The thin man was injured, so it was natural for him to carry the person. He asked the thin man to tear off a piece of clothing to wrap Ji Congwu's wound.
It's not out of kindness.
To prevent his blood from dripping down.
Then he got some other clean soil to cover the bloodstain left by Ji Congwu.
After confirming that they could not see anything, the two hurried down the mountain.
While they were busy destroying the traces, the system connected to the recording device on the aircraft and left a message.
It felt that given the villain's current situation, it could only hope that Sang Luo would find a way to rescue him.
——The premise is that Sang Luo is willing to save him.
They are all in the category of “ordinary friends”, so they should... be saved, right?
The system thought without any expectations.
At two o'clock in the morning, Sang Luo jumped over the last uphill slope in the night, and her beautiful home was already in sight.
If she hadn't been worried about her beloved pet rabbit, she would have stayed in the park tonight and not come back.
Since they were almost there, she slowed down and walked towards the aircraft in leisurely steps.
When she reached the ore wall, the little girl stopped to admire her handiwork.
A sudden thought came to my mind: It’s time to find some minerals that glow at night, so that when I build them into the wall, they will sparkle at night.
The aircraft's door was open.
She glanced at it, her eyes slightly fixed, and her steps paused.
The temperature difference at night is large, so the cabin door is generally not opened at night.
If it was open, it was likely that Ji Zai knew she was coming back soon and opened the door in advance.
Then at this time, he should be greeting him at the door.
Sang Luo continued to walk in as if nothing had happened, but his steps became especially light.
The heels of the boots landed on the ground without making any sound, as light as a nimble cat.
He immediately clicked on the watch with his fingertips, and the indoor surveillance footage appeared.
Unexpectedly, there were no uninvited guests at home, but there was no sign of the chicken.
The little girl shrugged her shoulders, as long as no one was looking for death and sneaked into the house.
As for where Ji Congwu went, she didn't care since his legs were on his body.
After entering the house, Sang Luo rushed into the bedroom immediately.
The little rabbit was sleeping soundly in its nest.
She didn't care whether the little rabbit was asleep or not, and she just started rubbing it regardless of its pitiful red eyes.
After rubbing the little rabbit's soft fur into a mess, she yawned and her thin eyelids drooped tiredly.
Then I forced myself to sleep, put on my pajamas and prepared to wash up.
Walking out of the bedroom, I glanced at the tape recorder and found that it was on.
She frowned and walked over to turn it off, but suddenly something moved in her mind and she tentatively clicked the play button.
First there was a crackling sound of electricity, followed by a cold, mechanical voice that was indistinguishable between male and female.
"Your man took the blame for you. If you want his life, come to the black market."
Sang Luo: “…”
The system deliberately left this message in the tone of a kidnapper.
What it means is: Ji Congwu was kidnapped, and the murderer was targeting you, but you were not at home, so he had to take Ji Congwu away.
If it's just Liu Ji who was kidnapped, let her go and rescue her.
Think about what she did in the apocalyptic world...
The system praised itself for its cleverness.
Given Sang Luo's personality, if someone gets into trouble because of her, she will definitely find a way to deal with it.
If Sang Luo can't come to the rescue, then it can only mourn for the villain in silence.
…
Sang Luo played the recording again.
She listened without any expression, then clicked on the surveillance video on her watch and looked forward.
Seeing Ji Congwu falling off the bed in an unfamiliar manner, she curled the corners of her mouth in disgust.
As the early morning approached, Ji Congwu seemed to have discovered something in the surveillance video.
His expression changed, and then he got up and went to the kitchen to get the boning knife that had seen blood.
Sang Luo clicked pause and zoomed in on Ji Congwu's figure.
She looked at him carefully: Ji Congwu, who was holding the boning knife, had a sudden change in temperament.
This is a murderous look.
That strong, cold murderous intent seemed to be visible even through the screen.
Ji Congwu has always been as weak as a little lamb in front of her.
She could kill him with a slightly stronger kick.
Looking at it this way, he looks a bit like a human being and not so weak.
Ji Congwu glanced at the light thoughtfully, probably considering whether to suddenly turn off the light.
Not knowing who the person is, although this action can make the other party alert, it will also make the other party unaware of the inner situation and thus feel fearful.
Obviously, Ji never gave up this method.
He planned to go out directly.
Sang Luo watched again as Ji Congwu opened the door and walked out quietly. His expression and body movements were relaxed.
This shows that in his judgment, the attacker was not a powerful person and he could deal with it alone, so there was no need to be afraid of him.
In other words, the number of people should be very small, no more than two.
If there are more than two, Ji Congwu will choose a safer method.
In the middle of the night, someone came to the garbage mountain and rushed towards her.
Sang Luo thought about it but couldn't think of a suitable candidate.
Who is so bold as to cause trouble for her?
Also, since Ji Congwu thought that he was someone he could deal with, why did he fail in the end?
Was he mistaken? There were quite a few people coming.
Or maybe the other party came here on purpose and was well prepared.
Ji never underestimated himself. A boning knife was not enough to make him invincible.
So the result became what it is now.
Sang Luo turned off his watch and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing, she got into bed, touched the little rabbit's ears, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
If the system sees this scene, it will only sigh: What a familiar scene.
Sang Luo slept until dawn, and all her fatigue was gone. She stretched, fed the little rabbit and cleaned the nest.
After doing all this, I left the bedroom, but didn’t see the familiar breakfast on the dining table.
Later I realized that Ji Zai had been kidnapped.
She touched her uneven stomach and took out the biscuits.
After eating two pieces, her brows slowly furrowed. She felt that the biscuits were extremely unpalatable and tasted very strange.
She used to like eating it very much. It was cheap, filling and tasted not bad.
Is it expired?
The girl looked at the production date and found it was very fresh and not expired.
After swallowing two more pieces with difficulty, she slowly found the answer: her stomach had become pampered by Jizai's excellent cooking skills over the past few days.
So, even if it's for my own stomach, I have to find the person back.
If he is gone, then just collect his body. After all, he is the younger brother adopted by her fifth grandmother.
After making a decision, Sang Luo brushed off the cookie crumbs on his fingers, clicked on the contact list on his watch, and slid to the three words "Boss Yu".
Dial the number.
After a few seconds, the image of a young man's bust emerged.
He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, handsome, and had probably just woken up. His hair was messy and his nightgown was open on both sides, revealing a large area of bronze chest.
The man half-closed his sleepy eyes, yawned repeatedly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Wu, what do you want to see me so early?"
Sang Luo said directly: "Check the black market to see if there is any news related to me recently."
Boss Yu didn't ask why and readily agreed: "Whenever you want it."
"The sooner the better."
"Okay, I'll give it to you when I find out."
After the call was disconnected, Sang Luo got up and went outside.
There must have been a fight outside last night, so she searched slowly around.
An hour later, about 400 meters southwest of the airship, she discovered a place with soil marks that were different from the surrounding ones.
In addition, there are some scattered footprints around.
There is nothing wrong with the presence of footprints in this place, but the fact that the footprints are broken here indicates that the owner of the footprints did not move forward.
Sang Luo found a wooden stick and dug up the fresh soil on the surface.
Not long after, dark red soil was dug out and the smell of blood hit the face.
“…”
She dug a wider hole and, based on the traces and extent of blood seeping into the soil, deduced:
If this is Ji Congwu's blood, his condition is probably not optimistic.
Sang Luo looked at it expressionlessly for a few seconds, then threw away the stick, clapped his hands and went back home.
At this time, Boss Yu called in: "I sent someone to Baixiao Pavilion to inquire, but they didn't find anything."
Baixiao Pavilion is a famous "broker" on the black market.
Selling things, trading information, or issuing some private tasks can all be done through Baixiao Pavilion.
"What happened?" Boss Yu noticed that the little girl looked unhappy.
Sang Luo: "Nothing."
She hung up the call directly.
Boss Yu: “…”
The little girl and she are in a cooperative relationship, and his paradise needs Sang Luo's help to do something special.
Sang Luo also needs to get some things he wants from the paradise.
The two sides hit it off immediately, and it was both a collaboration and a benefit.
Boss Yu never treated Sang Luo as a child and always treated her as an equal.
It's rare that the girl needs his help, and he hasn't been able to help her yet.
I want to understand the situation better so that I can decide where to put my efforts.
As a result, I just ignored him.
Boss Yu was already accustomed to the girl's style and didn't mind it. He was also well aware of her abilities.
She will ask again if she needs help.
Not speaking means you can handle it.
Boss Yu decisively put this matter behind him and continued to take a nap.
In the afternoon, Sang Luo went to the black market.
She doesn't come here often. Unlike the trading market, the black market is chaotic and dangerous.
It belongs to the gray area in the city.
Violence incidents often happen here. Even if someone dies, the police department will not do anything as long as the noise is not too loud.
Sang Luo is not afraid of danger, but hates trouble.
Where there are a lot of people, there is trouble.
That's why she lives on a garbage mountain.
He picked up a damaged airship and transformed it into his own nest, away from the crowd.
Children and minors are rarely seen in the black market.
Therefore, when Sang Luo stepped into the black market, he instantly attracted a lot of attention, and the meaning of those eyes was unclear.
Sang Luo's name is not that famous in the garbage mountain area.
The only people who knew her were those who had known her before, and those who didn’t know her naturally didn’t know her.
At this moment, a little girl appeared alone in the black market, just like a little sheep among a pack of wolves, which was too conspicuous.
Everyone looked over there at the same time.
Sang Luo walked slowly as if it had nothing to do with him, looking around from time to time, like a curious baby.
The clothes she wore were quite standard, not too mature, nor too bright:
The lining is a black camisole, and the outside is a gray round-neck sweater with a cute cartoon character printed on the chest.
Coupled with his childish face, the whole person exudes a strong sense of innocence and harmlessness.
Someone was buzzing with whispers:
"Which good kid is running here? Isn't he afraid of being eaten?"
"I'm afraid we've gone to the wrong place."
"Are you interested in going up and fixing it?"
"Forget it, let's do some good deeds."
…
Just because they don’t move doesn’t mean others won’t move.
Just then, a burly bald man came towards her with a malicious look on his face, and the shadow cast by his strong body covered the little girl tightly.
The little girl looked like a little rabbit being stared at by a hungry wolf.
This is the notorious Bald Liu, who has killed countless people.
I’m afraid the little girl is in trouble.
The onlookers watched with relish
——What the black market lacks most is kindness.
"Little sister, tell me where you want to go and I will take you there." The man said with a smile.
As he spoke, his companions exchanged glances with each other, and several of them separated and surrounded Sang Luo.
"I'm going to Baixiao Pavilion."
Everyone heard the little girl's crisp voice, sweet and soft.
However, those with keen intuition have already smelled something amiss.
How could a little girl who knew nothing know about Baixiaoge, a famous black market agency?
The bald man and his companions obviously haven't realized this yet.
He said "Yo" and laughed playfully, looking Sang Luo up and down:
"Little sister, you know Bai Xiao Pavilion. What are you doing there? Tell me about it. I have friends there who might be able to help you."
After a pause, the little girl, whose lips had been slightly curved, raised her long eyelashes and stared straight at the bald man with her dark eyes.
"Do you have friends in Baixiao Pavilion?"
For some unknown reason, the bald man suddenly felt a chill running down the soles of his feet.
He felt puzzled. Could it be that the temperature suddenly dropped?
"Of course, how could I lie to such a cute girl like you?" The bald man shook off the feeling of something being wrong.
Sang Luo had already forgotten how she left Bai Xiaoge. She said, "Then take me with you."
"Little sister, if you want your brother to take you there, you need to pay."
The bald man looked at the little girl with a presumptuous and evil look:
"If my brother takes you there, how are you going to reward him?"
He emphasized the word "reward", and his companions around him laughed obscenely with him.
The little girl's eyes curved and she smiled too.
Her voice was sweet and light, neither too loud nor too soft, loud enough for people in the surrounding area to hear clearly:
"Then I'll reward you by letting you be my dog and carry me over."
As soon as the words fell, the streets that were originally in an uproar were suddenly paused as if the pause button was pressed.
Countless people: ???
Did they hear it wrong? What did the little girl say?
What's more, some people turned their heads too eagerly and twisted their necks.
The smile on the bald man's face froze a little bit. He subconsciously scratched his ear with his fingers and turned his head to ask his companion, "What did she just say?"
His companion's expression was exactly the same as his, as if he hadn't reacted.
Someone, not wanting to make a fuss, loudly declared, "She said she'll reward you by being a dog and carrying her to Bai Xiao Pavilion."
The bald man's face instantly seemed to be covered by ice, and became gloomy and gloomy.
His bald eyes stared at the little girl in front of him, and a frightening cruelty gradually appeared between his brows.
He was a somewhat well-known figure in the black market, but he was humiliated by a young girl in the street?
He wanted to sell her to a black workshop and kill her bit by bit!
So that she can know what hell on earth is!
"Fuck..."
Before the bald man could finish his words, he saw the girl's wrist move slightly, and then something drilled into his left eye.
The next second, severe pain swept through all the nerves of the bald man. He raised his hand to cover his left eye and let out a shrill scream.
The others had no idea what was happening, not even their companions around them.
But suddenly the bald man covered his eyes and screamed.
The sound was so shrill that it made people shudder. Many people around subconsciously took a step back, and then continued to watch on tiptoe.
Then I saw the little girl suddenly tap the ground with her toes and leap into the air.
The skinny right leg tore through the air and kicked the bald man's neck hard.
Bang——!
The bald man knelt on the ground in a daze.
Then he fell down and didn't move anymore.
The hand covering his left eye loosened powerlessly, revealing a blurry left eye stained with blood.
Everyone: “!!!
Everyone: “…”
The whole street was dead silent.
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