doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 1127 The Rise of the Virgin

Yang Mu was speechless to Hera, so he simply took out the mahjong table for her and asked her to take the women for entertainment.

Then began to study the current situation.

The three-second phantom opened, allowing him to land on the ground.

You can do it if you think about it, which has broken through the blue level limit.

The twelfth-level blue energy is the overall driving force, and the burning pen provides a transformation method path. The effect achieved can only be described as "defying the sky". As long as the phantom body is activated, it is almost omnipotent, so how can it not be powerful?
After reaching the ground, there were many people nearby, but no one looked at Yang Mu's angle.

Afterwards, everyone found that there were many people there out of thin air, but they didn't know that he came out of the ground like Tu Xingsun.

Without black, purple and white, Yang Mu can also move in the virtual space. The difference is that black, purple and white is a forward movement, and Yang Mu's movement has a little time difference, three seconds.

How can the women below be in the mood to play mahjong.

Yang Mu said, "I'll go up and have a look."

Then the person disappeared, just like he had done all day in the experiment.

"How did he get out?"

Wen Sijia was surprised to see Yang Mu on the ground with the yellow figure.

Hera pondered for a while and said:

"It should be the replacement of the yellow villain and the main body, but I didn't feel the fluctuation of the yellow energy, but the blue energy just filled the space suddenly. Could it be that this is Yang Mu's new blue ability? Wen Sijia, I was stuck with my fiancé for a long time. , He didn't tell you what kind of ability his blue phantom possesses?"

Wen Sijia was used to Hera calling Yang Mu her fiancé, since the girl couldn't figure out what was going on anyway.

To her, fiance is just a pronoun, no different from calling her by name.

Looking at Hera, Wen Sijia shook her head, and then continued to use the minion to look at Yang Mu.

The people outside have been trapped for several days, and it is impossible for them to escape unless all the zombies retreat, but this seems to be more difficult than letting them escape, and it is really impossible to form a logical relationship and cause and effect.

In such a small area, 7000 people are trapped, and there is no food left. These tell people all the time that the next time is to wait for death.

So the mood of the people was very hopeless, all of them were frowning, but most of them had dull eyes.

Yang Mu soon smelled some blood, and the smell of human flesh around him made him obsessed.

The feeling is actually quite good, ecstatic, as if drinking wine, if you can keep the people around you, and want to take a bite of their flesh, then it will be comfortable.

Yang Mu sneered lightly at himself, after all, he didn't want to break through the bottom line of this level.

He took out a sausage and took a bite.

Cooked meat can't suppress the desire for raw meat, but it must be tried.

If he can't control it, he will never be able to return to the crowd, and once he eats people, he will never be able to be a human again!

Suddenly, a big man from the opposite side came up and punched Yang Mu in the face.

Of course Yang Mu could dodge easily, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the little boy following the big man. He was probably not very old, about eight or nine years old, his eyes were so clear, there was a little fear in his eyes, and a little bit of strength.

For some reason, Yang Mu felt that this child was very similar to himself back then.

He stood outside a hotel, guarding the trash can from a distance, and then waited for the food to be delivered from inside. The expression on his face and the words written in his eyes were hunger, want, and get.

Yang Mu didn't dodge, and was punched by the big man and fell to the ground.

Not only did he not hide, but he also did not control his body.

In fact, even if he was beaten, he wouldn't fall down. Yang Mu just exiled his body, and when he fell down, the sausage in his hand also fell to the ground.

The big man walked over to pick it up, held it to his mouth and blew it twice before handing the sausage to the child.

After that, he looked at Yang Mu indifferently, and said loudly:
"The food is handed over to the unified distribution, and you still hide such sausages, confiscated."

Underground, the five women watching with minions all had mixed feelings.

"Hey, poor man, he just wants to snatch a little bit of food for the child. It's wrong, and it's not wrong if it's good. But he just robbed Yang Mu's sausage. Yang Mu has never suffered a disadvantage. After so many years , although he is much more mature, if he is so rudely slapped in the face, he will definitely lose his temper, even if he doesn't kill this man, he will probably have to teach him a lesson and humiliate him."

Xiangru speaks her mind.

Wen Sijia nodded, similar to what Xiangru thought.

Who is Yang Mu?Lord Tyrant!

How could the big man not run away after being slapped directly in the face like this, but why didn't he hide?Is he looking for trouble on purpose?What on earth is this bastard going to do?
While pondering, Wen Sijia spoke in support of Xiangru and said:

"You can't slap someone in the face, let alone slap Yang Mu?"

When Wen Sijia said this, Li Baozhu covered her mouth and wanted to laugh but felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she held back and said:
"Isn't he a man?"

Wen Sijia and Xiangru said together:

"It's a human, but a scumbag."

After the two girls finished speaking, they smiled knowingly, and Li Baozhu's little thoughts became unhappy.

Look at these two people, I haven't seen Yang Mu for many years, and I haven't been in touch for too long, but there is a sense of harmony.

I haven't had much contact with Yang Mu in these years, but Yang Mu seems to have this kind of harmony with himself, so what about Yang Mu?

no……

She didn't know this man, at least not as much as he knew about herself.

They are pure friends. The key word in this sentence is "friends". It doesn't matter whether they are pure or not.

Since we are friends, we must always take the initiative to learn more.

Li Baozhu secretly decided that she wanted to get closer to Yang Mu.

Everyone had their own concerns, and Yang Mu had already sat up, very comfortable, with a smile on his face, without any damage on his face.

With the twelfth-level yellow physique turned on, an ordinary fist with only a little more strength can't do anything to Yang Mu at all.

Yang Mu's mentality is very calm, but he is just a small rough stone fighter, he can kill him eight times in one second.

For an opponent with such a disparity in strength, is it necessary to be serious?
What's more, they just want to grab half a sausage and give it to a child.

This should be a father and son, Westerners, but speaking Chinese.

The little boy has short blond hair and is a young lady.

At this time, he had already eaten the sausage and swallowed it directly, fearing that someone would snatch it away.

Yang Mu smiled at him with a kind face.

The adult man, that is, the person who beat Yang Mu, frowned.

I wonder if this person is an idiot?
Can you still laugh at this time?
Or is he a powerful rough stone fighter?
Yes, there is also this possibility. Looking at his face, there is no bruise at all. Although he didn't have the strength of the original stone just now, the punch from his muscles was quite strong, so it wouldn't cause no damage at all.

Then his smile was a little dangerous at this time.

The adult man moved to block the boy, and looked at Yang Mu.

"Hey big man, my name is Yang Mu, how about you?"

"Bell, I beat you and robbed you, if you want revenge, you can come to me!"

"No, I don't have any intention of revenge, but I think you should let that child thank me. After all, it was the sausage snatched from my mouth that filled his stomach."

"He is ten years old, but he is short. He is very short of food, so a sausage can't satisfy his stomach."

"Ha ha, Bell, you're a smart guy, so he deserves a second sausage?"

Yang Mu spoke calmly and smiled.

On the ground, Wen Sijia observed Yang Mu's every move. He seemed to be the same as many years ago, still so unkempt, sitting on the ground and talking, not minding the dirt on the surface at all.

However, he is actually different. Facing a burly and powerful man, he is calm and composed, and he is full of aura when he speaks, giving people the feeling of calmness and depth, which makes people unable to see the details.

He's matured, as time goes by.

Wen Sijia had a slight smile on her face, and her mood was not so impatient.

She believes that Yang Mu has a lot of ideas, so she is willing to read it patiently.

Yang Mu had already opened his palm at this time, and there was another sausage on his palm.

The ten-centimeter-long Russian red sausage had been stored in Yang Mu's space for a long time, but now it seemed to be able to emit fragrance when it was taken out, making the eyes of the people around them red.

Everyone's food was handed in on the first day of being trapped, but now the food has been eaten up, everyone can't eat enough, and most people have been hungry since last night.

So the allure of this sausage needs no description.

But they didn't move.

Bell is a well-known fighter, an eighth-level blue fighter, and a small boss. Most of the people around him are his brothers and comrades-in-arms.

The current situation is that Bell is facing this new face, and they will only watch from the sidelines until Bell does not express his position.

Bell frowned even tighter.

Yes, he also realized Yang Mu's face, he had never seen this person before.

In fact, the people trapped here are from two villages. It is normal that they have not seen each other, but it is not normal, because people from different groups stay in their own small territory, and no one knows when Yang Mu came here. of.

After hesitating for a moment, Bell slowly stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"His name is Andy. I'm his father. I can thank you on his behalf. At the same time, it seems that I should apologize. The behavior just now was a bit rude."

Yang Mu chuckled and threw the red sausage over.

Bell didn't expect Yang Mu to be so straightforward, so he hesitated for a while before delivering the red sausage to Andy.

In China, some women like to call their English name Andy, but in the West, Andy is the abbreviation of Andrew, which means masculine, brave, and manly, so it is more used for men.

After little Andy took the red sausage, he ate it without hesitation.

Yang Mu was very satisfied.

This kind of desperate look is really similar to when I was a child.

When you get food, the first thing you think about is to fill your stomach, not to think about other things, such as whether other people will also want to eat.

Morally speaking, Andy doesn't seem to have the spirit of Kong Rong Rang Li, but from the perspective of biological nature, his behavior is healthier, longing for food, longing for freedom, longing for strength!

"Well Bell, I like your son, maybe he needs a third sausage? I don't think he's full yet."

While speaking, Yang Mu stretched out his other hand.

The people around finally became commotion, their taste buds were ferocious, and at the same time they wondered, who is this person?Why does he still have such delicious food!
What made them even more puzzled was that he was so generous to give away such a precious thing?

Was he afraid Bell would punch him again?

Some people thought of this possibility, but then they denied themselves, because little Andy had already rushed forward, took the third sausage from his hand, and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.

Then the man named Yang Mu took out the fourth sausage...

Oh god, what the hell is this going on?

(End of this chapter)