After the rebirth, the little lady spoiled her husband

Chapter 176 [Extra] Mr. Damian's Daily Life 2
The trash can was already full of trash thrown in by the townspeople in the morning, exuding a rancid smell under the direct sunlight.

The car window was open, but Damian slept soundly as if he couldn't smell the smell at all.

Until the sun rose, a few children rushed up and saw Damian with his eyes closed in the car.

"Hey, someone over here seems to have passed out."

Children don't understand why someone sleeps in a car in broad daylight, they just think this man is passed out and needs help.

So a group of children rushed forward, and they slapped the window glass, making the whole car buzz.

Damian's dream was destroyed in this way, and he slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

"Look, he's awake!"

"It's an uncle! Uncle, are you okay?"

Damian just woke up, but looking at the immature faces of these children, he could still think of what he had just been misunderstood.

"Nothing to do, just sleep in front of the sun. It's a lot of fun watching the sun rise next to the trash can."

It's so smelly next to the trash can, those kids don't think so.

After Damian casually teased a few words, the group of children broke up in a crowd.

"A warm reminder, now your wanted notice has begun to spread to surrounding towns." Miss Persia's voice sounded in her mind.

"Yes, but I guess the speed of diffusion is not as fast as I can run." Damian got out of the car with a face full of indifference.

There was a lot of change in the car, and Damian used the money to buy a few pieces of bread in the store, and sat on the ground to eat.

In order to keep warm, he wore several layers of clothes inside and out, squatting on the street eating bread like this, looking like a slovenly homeless man.

There are often noble and rich young masters and ladies passing by the bakery, but they are just passing by, and their goal is the more prosperous luxury store ahead.

Damian didn't look like he was fit to shine their shoes in their eyes.

The man was sitting on the side of the street eating bread while looking up at the endless stream of people in front of him.He didn't seem to have the slightest awareness that he was a wanted murderer, and there was no disguise on that face.

"Miss Persia, look at that woman, there seems to be something terrible hidden under her skirt."

Damian raised his head and gestured with his chin.

Even if he didn't know if Miss Persia could understand him.

"That's just an ordinary woman, the skirt is a little bigger." Unexpectedly, Miss Persia actually answered him.

"Perhaps her lover is hidden under her skirt." After saying this, Damian suddenly swallowed the bread in a few mouthfuls, then walked quietly to the side of the extravagantly dressed woman, suddenly his legs went limp, fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough...Miss, please help me, I choked on the bread—"

Such a clumsy excuse is hard for a three-year-old to fool, but this man's acting skills are so good, lying on the ground with blushing faces and strangling his neck like a fish caught ashore by waves.

The woman who grabbed her skirt was taken aback, but she didn't dare to move in a panic.She clutched her skirt tightly, afraid that her skirt would be pulled off by Damian, a beggar.

Who would have known that behind this woman was her home. At this moment, her husband, who had become extremely angry, was frantically searching every corner of the house, trying to find evidence of his wife's affair.

That man wouldn't know that the lover he couldn't find was hiding under his wife's skirt.

Damian seemingly inadvertently lifted the woman's skirt, with a surprised expression on his face, but he was still lying on the ground, but now the man's face has completely changed, his face is no longer flushed, and his whole body is no longer struggle.

The performance just now attracted the attention of the whole street, and they all looked to this side, looking at the poor beggar on the ground.

"Oh dear miss, if it's okay, can you lend me some money to buy some water?"

Damian blinked at the young lady.

That young lady was already extremely angry. She was worried that her lover who was hiding under her skirt would be discovered by her husband, but now this beggar is still making trouble, attracting the attention of the whole street to herself.

"I don't have any money for you, get your dirty hands off my skirt and fuck off," the lady said angrily.

"But I saw under your skirt..." Damian whispered to the lady, "There seems to be something serious."

The lady realized that her hidden secret had been discovered, and after a change of expression, she raised her hand and took off the necklace from her neck and handed it to the beggar.

This precious gemstone necklace is also a gift from her husband, which is worth a lot.The woman also felt distressed, but now she has no money, so she can only give it to him.

After Damian got the necklace, he immediately knelt on the ground. Years of professional experience in acting made him not hesitate at all.

"Thank you, miss, thank you for your charity, the Lord will take care of you."

The voice of thanks was loud, and now everyone in the street knew that this woman gave this necklace to the beggar on her own initiative. Damian didn't want to add robbery to his crime of homicide.

The woman's face turned purple from anger, Damian leisurely took the necklace to the pawnshop, and exchanged the necklace for a lot of money.

"Look, money is the most worthless thing in this world, you can get it no matter what." Damian stuffed the banknotes into the soles of his shoes.

"You got it by begging." Miss Persia reminded.

"What kind of identity depends on what kind of behavior to get money. My current identity is a murderer and a beggar wandering around. I need to use this identity to get money." Damian said.

Miss Persia didn't answer this time, she seemed to be used to this man talking to himself.

She's just an NPC.

Damian hit the road again.Soon everyone in this town will know that the man who slept next to the trash can during the day and begged on the street today is a murderer who fled from other towns, and this town will not welcome him again.

Only this time Damian made a mistake.

Before he left the town, he was stopped by a group of outraged youths.

"Catch that murderer, we can't let him escape!!"

"He also snatched Miss Anna's gemstone necklace! This vicious person will go to hell!!"

"Smash his car!!"

Those people had shovels in their hands, and some of them even had guns in their hands.They fenced off Damian's car.

"I hope my journey doesn't end here, I love this game and want to play it for a while longer," Damian said.

"If you come to the end in this game, then in the next game, you will still start a new life with a brand new identity, please don't worry." Miss Boss replied with all her heart at this time.

Damian didn't speak, he took out a few shotguns from the back seat, spun the steering wheel frantically and stepped on the accelerator.

"He's crazy!!"

The rotating wheels made a deafening sound due to the huge friction force, the stones on the ground were all blown up, and the sky was full of dust.

Damian sat on the car with half of his body leaning out of the window, whistled to the people outside the window, then raised the shotgun in his hand, controlled the shotgun with one hand, and fired a shot straight ahead.

This is like the special effects shots of speeding cars performed in countless big movies, except that this time the man is staged with real guns and live ammunition, and there is no wire on his body.

"This man is crazy! Get out of the way!"

"Watch out for that car!!"

"Can you blow his tire?!"

A group of bewildered stunned youths had nothing to do. Their poor gun skills prevented them from even hitting the exhaust of the car, let alone blowing up the tires.

So many men watched Damian drive away from town.

Damian drove to the wilderness road again.

The car became stable again, and the wind blowing past the ears once again possessed the aroma of the wheat field.

Most of the large blank land between towns and towns are planted with other grains such as wheat and corn.

While humming, Damian turned up the music on the car to the maximum. Except for the wind on the road, there was only the sound of the car's tires running over stones.Such a wide road is almost never seen in real life.

The man stepped on the accelerator excitedly, enjoying the adrenaline rush brought by the speed.

"Wait...Miss Persia, did you hear any strange noises?" Damian said suddenly.

"I think you have something in your trunk, sir." Miss Persia dutifully reminded.

Damian immediately found a hidden wheat field on the side of the road and stopped the car. The temperature in the wheat field made people sweat profusely when the sun was shining at noon.

The man opened the trunk of his bumpy car, and saw a shivering little boy inside.

He remembered the little boy, they had just talked this morning, the little boy who thought he had passed out.

"My God, how did you get in here?" Damian stretched out a hand and rubbed his forehead.

The little boy was obviously frightened. He didn't hear the roar of those adults, and he didn't see the thrilling scene outside. He even thought Damian was a good person until now.

"I was playing hide and seek with my buddies. I hid in your trunk. I don't think they found me." The little boy explained.

Damian shrugged. "I don't think I've found you either. If I keep finding you, you're going to be a roast chicken in the trunk of the car, you know?"

The little boy stuck out his tongue apologetically.

Now this place is too far away from every town, it is impossible for Damian to leave this child here, otherwise if no one finds him, he will be sunburned alive.

In desperation, Damian could only take the little boy on the road.

The little boy still doesn't know Damian's identity. He was looking at the scenery outside the window excitedly along the way.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Go to a new town and put you down." Damian was no longer as unrestrained as before, and his eyes were focused on the front. "I'm not old now, and I don't want children yet."

There was nothing in the car except some bread, so Damian gave the child some bread and water.The little boy threw it aside after taking two bites, and looked at the wheat field beside the road with glowing eyes.

It is really difficult to leave this child behind. It is estimated that in addition to homicide and robbery, he is now charged with child abduction and trafficking.

"You like wheat fields?" Damian asked the little guy.

"Wheat fields? I haven't been out for a long, long time. I only saw wheat fields when I was a child. It's just that they were all green at that time, and they didn't become golden like they are now." The little boy shook his head.

Damian suddenly slowed down the car, and the man turned his head slightly, revealing a tall and straight profile against the light.

"Would you like to touch the wheat field?"

The little boy nodded with glowing eyes, "Is that okay? Can I touch the wheat with my own hands?"

"Of course, there are only the two of us here now, neither your mother nor your partner knows about this, and they won't sue your mother." Damian chuckled lightly.

So the bruised car stopped at the edge of the wheat field, and the little boy jumped out of the car.

He not only stretched out his hand, touched the appearance of the wheat field with his own hands, felt the feeling of the wheat mang in his hand, but also saw the small animals in the wheat field, the voles fleeing around, the fat grasshoppers and the beetles hiding in the soil.

These are things you don't see in town.

The little boy was so fascinated by the game that he forgot the time for a moment. By the time he realized it and looked back for Damian's shadow, the man had long since disappeared.

At the same time, the man's car was also missing.

Just when the little boy was confused, several groups of people suddenly came from the side of the road. They were either riding a carriage or driving a police car. When they saw the little boy on the side of the road, they stopped immediately.

"Little guy, why are you here? Have you seen that man?" The police put a crude portrait in front of the little boy.

This portrait is exactly the same as the uncle just now.

What the hell does this happen?

For a child, these things are still too complicated to understand.The little boy could only nod jerky, "This uncle treats me very well."

"This uncle is a murderer and a robber!" Immediately, a woman screamed and stopped the little boy, "Who is your mother? Follow me back to town!"

The little boy was taken away by this group of people.

During the time Damian stopped the car, the distance between himself and the police was drawn closer.

"Maybe you want to ask me why I did this." Damian held the steering wheel with one hand, not sure if he was talking to himself or Miss Persia.

"Why did you do that?" Miss Persia was very generous this time.

"It's not so bad to be enjoying your childhood," Damian replied.

(End of this chapter)