Chapter 12
Very good, you don't cherish the opportunity given to you.

Mu Zhixu stood there expressionless and listened to the man talking nonsense while getting closer and closer to her. Her whole body was tense. After confirming that the man had entered the attack range, she rushed forward. The knife in his hand stabbed directly at his chest.

In fact, she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and wipe the man's neck directly, but she was not tall enough.

The dagger sank into the chest, but was thrown out by the man in the next second.

Mu Zhixu felt a little regretful, the original owner's physical strength was still too weak after all, he was a step too late and missed his chest.

"Ah! Bitch! I killed you!"

The man looked at the blood flowing from his chest, his face was full of disbelief, and he rushed towards Mu Zhixu angrily.

Mu Zhixu reacted quickly. Taking advantage of the man's anger and losing his mind, he adjusted the angle and rushed forward with all his strength, aiming the sharp knife at his neck.

In an instant, blood spurted out and poured on the dry and cracked ground.

"Uh, cough,"

The man clutched his throat and fell to the ground, he was out of breath before he could react.

He estimated that he never thought that the weak little girl in front of him would let his soul go to the west so easily.

In the blink of an eye, a person's life was claimed.

Mu Zhixu stood there expressionlessly, holding the bloody knife in his hand, quietly watching the man's body and talking slowly.

But if you look carefully, her hands are shaking and her breathing is very short.

——This was the first time in her past and present life that she killed someone.

But she doesn't regret it. In today's cannibalistic world, either she kills others or they kill her.

Damn this man!

Mu Zhixu settled down, walked to the side of the man, and as soon as he got close to the man, the disgusting stench came out.

The man's eyes were still open, filled with unbelievable words, with a look of unrepentant death.

Mu Zhixu suppressed the fear in his heart and rummaged through him.

Such vicious people would never trust anyone, including their own companions, and they usually put all their belongings on themselves.

Soon Mu Zhixu took out ten taels of silver from the man's chest, two daggers, a few packs of Mongolian sweat medicine, and a few dried dry food pancakes.

This dry food... the stench from the tip of the nose is still there, and Mu Zhixu really can't swallow it, but it can be used to bribe or exchange things with other people.

She weighed the money in her hand a few times. A few copper coins are considered rich these days, but this man actually has ten taels of silver in his pocket.

However, looking at the packs of Mongolian and Chinese medicine on the ground, and thinking about what the man said just now, the money should be the money he abducted and sold the girl.

I don't know how many young girls in their blooming seasons have been buried in his hands, it's too cheap for him to die so happily!
Mu Zhixu put the money into the space, the money is a good thing wherever it goes.

Although it is not used now, but in a safe place in the future, there will definitely be a place to use silver, who will have trouble with money.

And those two daggers, she is lacking a self-defense weapon now, although the knife is also very sharp, but it is too thin.

The man just now was killed by her so easily because he underestimated the enemy, but if she meets another one, she may not have such good luck.

As for the few packs of Mongolian sweat medicine Muzhixu also stayed, in this troubled world, Mongolian sweat medicine might be useful in times of danger.

(End of this chapter)

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