Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

Huang Mao raised his head and looked at it. There were some snacks on the shelves. They didn't seem to be anything special. Why did Brother He stay in front of the shelves for so long?

He touched his head and said: "Old Zhao wanted to kill the aunt last night, but we stopped him. Wang Dong asked you to discuss together how to deal with Old Man Zhao."

He Lanci nodded and said, "Let's go."

"Ouch... Ouch..." Mr. Zhao's hands were tied behind his back and he was lying on the ground, screaming in pain.

"Aunt Li got up in the morning and beat him a few more times." Noticing He Lanci's gaze, Song He explained.

Li Xiufen turned pale and spat at Old Man Zhao.

The few people present had no intention of stopping Li Xiufen. After all, Old Man Zhao was such a calm and poisonous snake, and everyone was still afraid of him.

No one can guarantee whether Old Man Zhao will kill them while they are sleeping.

"Brother He, what do you think? Or throw him out of the supermarket?" Wang Dong has lived for nearly forty years and has rich life experience, but for people like Old Man Zhao, he really has no choice.

He has actually done some bad things, but they are not serious. For example, use a colleague's cup to rinse the toilet, report a colleague secretly to the boss, hide more signs when eating skewers...

I have never met such a ruthless person who would use a knife at the slightest disagreement. The key is that this old man looks kind and kind, and he is the kind of person who will give up his seat to someone when he gets on the bus.

That doll had a rule that it was not allowed to leave the supermarket. Who knows what the consequences would be if it was thrown out of the supermarket?

When Old Man Zhao heard Wang Dong's words, he ignored the pain and hurriedly struggled to kneel down and kowtow: "Brother He, I was wrong, I know I was wrong. I was cast by a doll, that was not my intention..."

He knocked so hard that blood oozed from his forehead: "My old wife was paralyzed, my son died early, and only a little grandson disappeared... How can they live without me! Spare my life, I won’t dare anymore…”

"Hey, human beings who talk sweet words and are full of lies." Shi Rong lay in his pocket, swayed his black leather shoes, and said lazily: "His wife was beaten away by him when he was young, and his son also imitated his domestic violence. As a result, He was killed by his wife. Such words can only deceive you idiots."

He Lanci tapped the little puppet through his shirt pocket, signaling him to be quiet for the time being. Then he looked at Old Man Zhao with cold eyes: "There's no need to dirty your hands because of him."

If Old Man Zhao really died because he was thrown out of the supermarket, then they would become indirect murderers.

"He looks like this, and he probably won't live long." Song He suddenly said, "I discovered a pattern. The more seriously injured people are, the more likely they are to be patronized by dolls. Yesterday, Old Man Zhao had the most customers, followed by It’s Brother Wang and Aunt Li…”

Huang Mao scratched his head, "If this old man is really confused by the doll, he probably won't die..."

Old Man Zhao squeezed out tears. His face was covered with wrinkles and his eyes were kind. It was really easy to inspire people's sympathy.

He kowtowed and said in an old voice: "I'm old and I won't live for a few more years, but I can't worry about my wife..."

He Lanci interrupted him coldly: "You are not confused by the doll."

A trace of resentment flashed in Old Man Zhao's eyes, which quickly disappeared. He just kowtowed and said nothing, looking very pitiful.

He Lanci continued: "If you want to buy dolls, you need to pay for your flesh and blood. Among us, the one with the most flesh on your body is Li Xiufen, right?"

"Hold the grass!" Huang Mao jumped up. "Fortunately, I'm thin and don't have much meat on my body."

Li Xiufen glanced at Huang Mao faintly.

"The purpose of this paradise is to make us kill each other. If we don't want to part with our own flesh, we will use other people's flesh. How many will survive until the end?" He Lanci warned with eyes, "As long as we can destroy At the core, all of us can get through it.”

"Don't worry, Brother He, we won't have such evil thoughts." Wang Dong heard the meaning of his words and quickly expressed his stance.

He Lanci nodded and turned to leave, but Wang Dong stopped him and handed him a dagger: "This was found from Old Man Zhao. The strongest one here is Brother He. You You can use it to deal with those dolls."

He Lanci glanced at the others.

"Yes, Brother He, please take it." Huang Mao said carelessly, "With your strength, you can kill us all without a dagger. This thing is the safest in your hands."

Song He kicked Huang Mao and said seriously: "Take it, Brother He. Whether we can go out or not depends on you."

Li Xiufen nodded.

He Lanci took the dagger and turned to leave.

"What should I do with this old man?" Huang Mao asked with a headache as he looked at Old Zhao, whose head was covered with blood and whose eyes were fierce. He had given up pretending.

"Let the rope be untied," Wang Dong said. "Whether he can survive or not depends on his life. To be on the safe side, we should still tie him up when sleeping at night."

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"He Lanci, let me out!" Seeing that he had left the crowd, Shi Rong, who had been holding it in for a long time, couldn't help but kick him in the chest hard.

He Lanci took out the white-haired doll from his pocket and asked, "What are you doing out here?"

Shi Rong stepped on He Lanci's palm and raised his head: "How do you know the core of the paradise?"

This human being is too strange...

"I know it by chance." He Lanci did not elaborate. Seeing that the little doll was unwilling to ask again, he changed the topic: "Do you want energy?"

Shi Rong suddenly forgot what he wanted to say and nodded heavily, "I want it!"

His clear blue eyes were filled with sparkle and his smile was sweet. Stupid human being, the energy you give me now will become a knife stabbed at you in the future...

He Lanci was keenly aware of the evil intentions of the little doll, so he picked him up and shook him again, "What are you thinking about?"

Despicable and shameless humans! Damn it! Shi Rong gritted his teeth and tried his best to smile: "No..."

The little puppet was obviously going to explode with anger, but He Lanci said nothing more. He put his index finger on his forehead and injected a little bit of energy.

That's it? Shi Rong raised his head unwillingly. He was just a little bit closer to returning to the temple!

"Human, lose a little more to me!" Shi Rong ordered angrily.

"That's enough." He Lanci put the little doll on his right shoulder, "It's not enough."

The little doll raised its foot and kicked him in the neck: "It's my energy! You are so stupid... you despicable human being, give me your energy!"

The puppet clearly used all its strength, but due to its small size, the strength seemed neither light nor heavy.

He Lanci lifted the little doll to his left shoulder: "Massage it here too."

Shi Rong was furious: "Go to hell, you despicable human being!!!"