doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 622 Poor Little Pepper

"Master Tyrant, since you didn't kill my brother directly, it shows that you have compassion in your heart. The people here are different from other organizations. We used to be poor people. We were bullied in the original organization. Slowly get the rough stones, get together, have not done too bad things, can be regarded as maintaining the nature in this underground world, longing to escape one day, but we also know this wishful thinking, if the tide of zombies does not recede, there is no way to leave ! Lord Tyrant, we are willing to pledge allegiance to you, and we will obey your order from now on. My brother died to protect us. I don’t think you want to see it, so I beg you to let him live!”

Hu Lang spoke sincerely.

Yang Mu nodded secretly in his heart, Hu Jun is brave, Hu Lang is witty, it is not impossible to let go.

But it's fine to be loyal to yourself, do you still need to get so many oil bottles?

"Village Chief, the problem is troublesome. In fact, you are right. I don't want to kill him, but this will break the rules. If the rules are broken, everyone will follow suit. Wouldn't it be troublesome if they think I will soften my heart and not kill him?"

"This"

Hu Lang was at a loss for words for a moment, this is really not an easy problem to solve, if the tyrant insists on this point, he really has nothing to do.

Moreover, he didn't understand the true temperament of the tyrant. At this time, the negotiation reached a point, and if he made a mistake, he might lose everything.

"You can owe it."

A childish voice sounded, and the little girl Huajiao spoke.

Everyone's eyes were on her, and Yang Mu was no exception.

"Haha? Owe?"

"Yes, you are a tyrant, of course you will not be too stingy. We can borrow your life, right? If you don't kill him, just leave his head on his body, and come and kill him later when you want to kill him. If you don’t want to kill, don’t kill! Isn’t the tyrant very powerful? Isn’t this trivial matter of doing what you want is all up to you?”

What Huajiao said made everyone nod their heads.

Yang Mu was amused to hear it, and felt that the little girl was really cute, and how could she be so smart and witty, she seemed to be smarter than when he was a child.

Sure enough, he is a child who grew up in hardship, and the strong life pressure will force his brain to develop early. His IQ cannot be said to be high, but he is really precocious, and he is just as poor as he was back then.

Sighing, Yang Mu looked at Huajiao with a smile on his face and said:
"Then what if he runs away?"

"Master Tyrant, is your other head smarter? This one is more stupid? The underground world is only a little bigger. I can walk back and forth in a day with my short legs. Are you afraid that he will run away? He can run away." Where are you going? A pile of zombies on the ground? Even if he is going to be eaten, he is not stupid!"

black line!Yang Mu's head was full of black lines.

Black lines appeared on the foreheads of all the villagers. Just now they thought the little girl was smart, but now they are naive. How could they talk to the tyrant like that?
Yang Mu looked at Hu Lang with a cold face, and snorted, "Did you tell the child that I have two heads?"

"Ah, Lord Tyrant, I just want to scare the children. There is only one child in the whole village, and everyone likes to joke with her occasionally."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then glared at the village chief with her big beautiful eyes, obviously a little angry when she just realized that she had been cheated.

Yang Mu looked behind the village chief, and found that all the people here were men, only Sun Xiaoli was a woman, so Yang Mu asked casually:

"Isn't there only one woman in the village?"

The little girl Huajiao is in a bad mood because the village chief lied to her.

Listening to Yang Mu's words, he immediately said:
"Are you stupid, Lord Tyrant? Am I not a woman? So now you see two women, and you say there is only one? Really stupid!"

Everyone in the village was terrified, and the negotiations finally yielded some results. Why does this child always pierce the tyrant's heart!
Look at the tyrant, his face really changed, he turned into a pig's liver, he won't get angry and kill everyone, right?

Everyone was still afraid. When the tyrant and Hu Jun fought, Hu Jun was basically powerless to fight back, and was killed in less than a minute.

They are all aware of Hu Jun's ability, so it can be seen that the tyrant is not in vain, he is really powerful.

It's better not to provoke him, if you really provoke him, people will not be optimistic about their ending.

After a long, cold air, Yang Mu finally spoke.

"Okay, I'll lend Hu Jun a life, but I want to take this little girl away."

Hu Lang looked back at everyone, and then looked at Huajiao's little face.

When Huajiao heard that the tyrant was going to take her away, she became a little nervous, biting her small mouth, her face turned pale.

She obviously didn't want to go with Yang Mu.

Although she didn't live very well in this village, after all, it was the place where she had been since she was a child, and everyone around her was familiar with it. Although the bad woman put her in the wild, she still took up the word "raise" anyway. A few times she couldn't find food and her hungry body was exhausted. It was the bad woman who threw some food for her to keep her going.

So she doesn't want to leave here.

At this moment, Hu Lang's eyes fell on Sun Xiaoli, and Sun Xiaoli rolled her eyes and nodded.

Hu Lang said:
"Well, the child has suffered a lot with us. The tyrant is willing to take care of her. Of course we can't ask for it, and it's her good fortune! Huajiao, why don't you go with the tyrant?"

Huajiao looked at the village head, at the bad woman, and at the rest of the village.

No one came out to speak, and no one wanted to keep her.

She understood that she was abandoned.

Hu Jun was nice to her, if Hu Jun was sober at this moment, he might speak for her.

Huajiao pondered in his heart, but Hu Jun didn't wake up now, he just passed out there.

"Okay, I'm going to pack my things!"

After Huajiao finished speaking, he ran to the village. Yang Mu looked at her small figure, but unexpectedly, she was quite straightforward. Although he was scared, he finally agreed to go with him.

There was nothing to say, Yang Mu walked over and put away the rough stone in front of everyone.

He first asked everyone to untie the original stone and turn it into fragments, and then inhaled all the fragments into his body, including Hu Jun's eighth-level stone. He was already in a coma, and the original stone could of course be easily taken out.

The villagers watched Yang Mu devouring the fragments of the rough stone with his hands, and they were terrified. How could this man inhale the rough stone into his body?
After waiting for about five or six minutes, Huajiao ran out of the village with a small package slung across his back, a dagger at his waist, and a dilapidated doll, standing three or four meters away from Yang Mu.

Yang Mu looked at her, his eyes were red, and there were marks on his small face.

She probably cried just now, but she cried behind her back, wiped away her tears and ran out after crying, not wanting others to see her tears.

What a strong little guy, but it's pathetic to be so strong.

Yang Mu turned around and left.

Thinking of when I was four or five years old, I was locked in a cage, and those human traffickers stood outside the cage with a smile, throwing bones into the cage while eating meat.

He was so hungry that he picked up the bones and desperately wanted to eat them.

But he couldn't chew, so he could only put it in his mouth over and over again, adding, biting, and finally eating the bone slowly. Several human traffickers looked at him and laughed, but he only wanted to eat enough for himself. Belly and rejoice.

A normal four or five-year-old child is definitely not that smart and sensitive, but a soul that grows up in an abnormal environment will be abnormal.

After walking more than ten meters away from the entrance of the village, Yang Mu suddenly stopped and turned his head.

Huajiao followed Yang Mu two meters behind with her head down, felt Yang Mu's movement, stopped, and took two small steps back, with a trace of fear and cowardice on her face.

She had already left the familiar village, and when she went outside, she was even more confident. She was no longer the fierce little girl who was sharpening knives at the entrance of the village. After all, she was still too young.

Yang Mu looked at a group of people standing at the entrance of the village, and found Sun Xiaoli among them.

Looking at her face a few times, Sun Xiaoli's eyes met Yang Mu's.

In just a few seconds, Sun Xiaoli looked away nervously, and Yang Mu could tell that she was a little guilty.

"Bad woman."

"what?"

"There is no worry in your eyes, some are the joy of the rest of your life, and you are calculating and pondering about the situation at this time. Your biological daughter will leave you. You shouldn't have such an expression and have no emotion towards her Don't you hate? I think she might not be your own daughter?"

Sun Xiaoli seemed to be pondering for a while, and then said:

"No, she is my daughter. I just don't like her coming to this doomsday world. Survival is already difficult, let alone bringing a child?"

A sneer sneered at the corner of Yang Mu's mouth, and instead of saying anything to Sun Xiaoli, he turned around and continued walking.

After walking a few steps without hearing footsteps, he said:
"Leave Huajiao, by the way, what's your surname? Is it just Hua? Or Liu?"

Zanthoxylum was standing there looking at Sun Xiaoli, but when Yang Mu called out, she turned around and ran two quick steps, continuing to follow Yang Mu within two or three meters.

"My name is Zanthoxylum bungeanum. There is no such thing as a surname. You are so good-looking, you can't eat people, right?"

"Not necessarily, but before eating you, I will wash you clean, you are too dirty."

"Is it dirty? That's because I haven't bathed much, I only remember that Grandma Liu gave me a bath once."

"Dirty boy, have you only taken a bath once in your life?"

"Yes, if Granny Liu can live longer, I should still have a chance to take a bath."

"How long has Granny Liu been dead, and how?"

"Three months ago, I went to find food and encountered a zombie. I wanted to save her, but she turned into a zombie after being bitten. I couldn't save her. The moment she turned into a zombie, she shouted to me: Hurry up!" Run Zanthoxylum! Don't look back! Run!"

Huajiao's voice was a bit shrill, the little thing was obviously imitating Grandma Liu's cry when she died, and it was pretty similar, which made Yang Mu's back feel shivering.

But he could hear the sadness in Huajiao's tone.

"Want to cry?"

"No, Granny Liu said it before."

"Don't let you cry?"

"I can't let others see my tears, it will make them think I'm easy to bully!"

"Well, Grandma Liu is very important to you. She is your life mentor. Will you remember her forever?"

"Yes, of course!"

Yang Mu secretly turned his head and looked at the little girl again. Through his conversation with her, she was obviously not so nervous. She walked behind with her head down, holding this small stone under her feet, her childlike innocence was still intact.

Hey, this poor little guy, let the four maids wash her after killing her. I don’t know if there is any moisturizing cream in the Muwang’s mansion. Will her hardened soles recover? Woolen cloth?

Poor little doll.
(End of this chapter)