Lottery System: Ancient Escape

Chapter 74 Your Old Hen Has Been Robbed

This group of refugees walked forward slowly and aimlessly, and slowly gathered on both sides of the team.

The refugees stared with blank eyes, looking at everyone and everything in front of them like zombies.

The members of the Zhao family are all on alert at the moment, no one dares to speak out, and they are all on their way.

The strong men and young men held hoes, shovels, hatchets...

These things used to be the stuff they lived on.Now it is their weapon to protect their loved ones.

The people of the Zhao family moved forward cautiously and quickly. Everyone held their weapons tightly in their hands and worked up 12 alerts, carefully paying attention to every move of the refugees.

And those refugees, as if they had no emotion, just watched them pass by so numbly, and didn't make too many movements.

Finally, holding their breath, they managed to get out of the refugee gathering place at the fastest speed, and everyone heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

However, they didn't notice that Mrs. Sun, who was at the end of the line, had something wrong at this moment.

There was a five or six-year-old child lying at the old lady's feet. When the people passed by the child, they thought the child had already died.

But unexpectedly, when Mrs. Sun passed by, the little boy woke up leisurely and grabbed Mrs. Sun's trouser leg.

"Grandma, grandma, pity...have pity on me, give me something to eat. Pity me..."

Mrs. Sun was taken aback by this little doll, and wanted to have a fit, but when she heard the little doll's voice, the voice was unusually weak, and she looked very much like her precious little grandson.

Mrs. Sun looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her, and then hurriedly took out half a pancake from her sleeve.

But before Mrs. Sun handed the pancakes to the little boy, the little kid immediately snatched the pancakes from Mrs. Sun's hands quickly and viciously, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The sharp nails directly scratched Old Madam Sun's wrist, leaving a few deep scratches, and the snowballs rushed up all at once.

"Ouch!" Mrs. Sun cried out in shock, her teeth gritted in pain.

"Oh my god, this white-eyed wolf! Little bastard, give me back the pancakes!" Mrs. Sun screamed and tried to grab the pancakes, but the little boy dodged deftly like a monkey, took the pancakes, and grabbed them. Stuffed the pancake into his mouth and ran away.

When everyone heard Mrs. Sun's yell, they immediately came to their senses.

Zhao Ermazi, who was walking in front of Mrs. Sun, staggered in fright.Very unhappy, he turned around and cursed, "What are you talking about?! Your old hen was robbed?"

When Mrs. Sun heard it, "Oh my god!"is not that right!Her family's old hen was not robbed, but her pancakes were robbed!
Er Mazi's words aroused a burst of anger from Mrs. Sun.

She directly transferred her anger to Zhao Ermazi, cursing him like a shrew.

"Well, you bastard, you don't want to have a baby, your old hen was stolen, and your old rooster was stolen too!"

Zhao Ermazi was so frightened by Mrs. Sun's shrew look that she backed away.

What's the matter?Why is Mrs. Sun, who has always been gentle and virtuous, so terrible when she gets angry?Emma!Why did he say something wrong again?
Old Mrs. Sun's pancakes were stuffed into the mouth by the little boy, but what everyone didn't expect was that the little boy was stopped by two or three skeleton-like people after he ran a few steps away.

They pulled Xiaowa's arm, clamped Xiaowa's throat, violently pried open Xiaowa's mouth, and forcibly took out half of the unswallowed pancake in Xiaowa's mouth.

The pancakes had been bitten into pieces by Xiaowa, and when they were taken out, the broken pancakes fell straight to the ground.

This time, it stabbed a hornet's nest.The refugees who had been stunned around saw the broken pancakes falling straight to the ground, and their numb eyes seemed to be injected with fresh blood, and their brilliance suddenly burst out.

In the blink of an eye, the refugees rushed forward.

The little kid and the two pancake grabbers were trampled to the ground by the refugees and could not get up again.

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