The End of the Book: Becoming a Cannon Fodder Rich Lolita at the Beginning

3:30 in the morning.

Wild Dog Ridge, stone house.

There are two people in the house.

A bald man standing.

A little girl sitting with her chin propped up.

At this moment, the little girl opened her mouth slightly.

A trace of surprise and surprise flashed on her face.

Damn.

Who is the fierce bandit?

These people are crazy.

Shen Xueer was like this last time, and He Yong is like this now.

Didn't they jump up when they saw zombies before?

This tm is more fierce than the fierce bandits now.

"Little master, what do you think?"

He Yong finished speaking and raised his face.

His face was full of expectations.

An expression waiting for the little girl to praise.

"Bandits have their own ways."

In the stone house, Su Xing put down his chubby little hands and raised his eyes.

"We've killed them all once, how can we grab the next time?"

When the water is too clear, there will be no fish.

On the contrary.

If you do things too harshly, it won't last long.

"Young master, what do you mean?"

He Yong was a little confused.

What did the young master say about the banditry?

He didn't understand because he had a low level of education.

"Be a bandit if you want to be a bandit. Those who rob things are called bandits."

The soft and tender little voice paused halfway through.

"Those who kill for no reason are called cold-blooded perverts."

"Those who kill innocent people without respect for life will also be trampled by life."

Cold-blooded pervert?

Hearing this, He Yong shuddered.

Why did he feel that the young master was scolding him?

Thinking of this, he sweated more on his forehead.

But even so, he still bit the bullet and continued to ask.

"Then young master, are we going to be bandits?"

"I am a bandit."

The little voice with a hint of anger sounded.

He Yong trembled even more.

At this moment, another little voice sounded.

"Forget it, you go down first."

"Then..."

"Since we have seen it, it belongs to us. Besides, this mountain is originally ownerless. It was born and raised by nature. Whoever gets it will own it."

"I understand. What about those people?"

"They are also part of what we have seen."

"Yes."

He Yong's eyes lit up.

The next moment, he hurried out.

After he walked out, Jiaojiao, who had a snake on her hand, walked in.

Jiaojiao looked tired at this time.

She went to bed without even thinking about it.

For a while.

Only the little Lolita was left on the ground in the stone house.

At this time, the little Lolita was staring at her little hand in a daze.

"Bandit?"

"Will I still be one after two days?"

...

Wild Dog Ridge.

A certain slope.

On the small mound, a little square-faced person was sitting.

The little square-faced person was tilting his head and chatting with people in a small cave not far away.

"Don't be afraid, my elder brother has gone to find someone."

"My elder brother is a kind-hearted man."

"When he comes with people and things, he will definitely rescue you all."

The little square-faced man said with confidence.

Even his voice was a little convincing.

Hearing his words, the voices coming out of the cave were a little excited.

"Little brother, you are so nice."

"Luckily I met you and your elder brother, otherwise we really don't know what to do."

"My legs have been bleeding, little brother, can you encourage me again? I am about to faint from excessive blood loss."

Encourage?

The little square-faced man on the mound shook his head immediately after hearing this.

"I never talk nonsense, I am serious."

"Believe me, my elder brother will really bring people."

At this moment, a trace of pride flashed across the little square-faced man's face.

At this time, the voices below were even more excited.

"That's good, that's good."

"We will definitely repay you when we get out, little brother."

"Finally I can get out. I can't breathe."

"Little brother, are you married?"

"I'm not."

The little square-faced man shook his head seriously, and then waved his hand.

"No, no, you don't need to introduce me to someone."

At this moment, a young man's voice sounded.

"Little brother, thank you so much, we..."

Before he finished speaking, a sound of footsteps came from above.

On the slope.

He Yong came with two strong men.

They still had weapons in their hands.

Shovel, shovel, machine gun, rope...

Seeing those guns, the little square-faced man was stunned.

He glanced at He Yong.

He Yong walked directly to the side of the small hole and squatted down.

"Major Cheng, right?"

"It's me."

The weak voice of the young man came from the small hole.

"Who are you?"

"We met two days ago."

"Are you the guard?"

"Yes, I am the guard of the young master."

SquattingHe Yong on the mound suddenly grinned.

His smile was brilliant.

"Major Cheng, I want to ask you, how is your situation down there?"

"Our situation is very bad."

Major Cheng's voice was also a little weak.

But he continued.

"Three of our soldiers were killed, and the rest were all injured. If you are the guard of that little girl, I hope you can help us quickly. Many people are bleeding."

"That's it."

He Yong rolled his eyes and nodded.

"If they are all incapable of action, then it will be easy."

He muttered again, and then shouted to the strong men behind him:

"Don't stand there, save people quickly."

As soon as the words came out, everyone moved.

Soon, the four strong men started working enthusiastically.

Fortunately, they had experience in digging pits.

This action was extremely skillful.

...

Seven o'clock in the morning.

The darkness gradually receded.

The sky and the earth were gray.

At this time, the pit on the slope was almost at the end.

The first soldier had been dug out.

The soldier's calf was bleeding continuously, but his face was still full of gratitude.

"Thank you, thank you, I..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was blocked by a piece of white cloth.

Then, he saw himself being tied up into a small dumpling and thrown aside.

Then, one after another.

There were more and more small dumplings.

The soldiers with their mouths blocked all stared with their eyes wide open.

Each one looked unbelievable.

What the hell is this?

Shouldn't they have been rescued?

Why were they rescued in this way?

And that little brother, weren't they chatting well?

For a moment, all the little dumplings that were dug out looked up.

Their eyes fell on a small square face with a shrunk neck.

They wanted to poke a hole in that small square face.

Liar.

Bad guy.

Waste of feelings.

As if sensing the gaze behind him, the little square-faced man shrank his neck again, with a look of resentment and grievance.

He didn't expect it either.

He was also a victim.

"Hey, Major Cheng."

At this moment, a young man with regular features was dug out.

The young man was also stained with a lot of blood, and his arms were also dripping with blood.

He just came out and was still a little confused.

But before he could see more, he was tied up like a dumpling.

Now, the bald strong man put down the shovel.

He first counted the number of people, then nodded.

"Very good, everyone is here."

"Announce that you... will be the captives of our little master in the future."

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ps: I originally wanted to listen to your suggestions on writing a book.

But you have too many suggestions.

You say I'm not good at writing about fighting, and you say I'm not good at writing about daily life.

You also say I'm not good at writing about foreshadowing.

It's not that I don't fill in the gaps.

You are mean to me every day.

So I decided to write it as I wrote it.

I basically update twice a day.

Originally, I could take a leave once a month for writing books, but I wrote a chapter on the day I took a leave, so I think I was really conscientious.

It's hard to satisfy everyone, so just follow what I wrote in the future.

I don't care.

I am also like other authors. I will send a great god to add a chapter. As long as I don't die, I will update as much as I can.

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