Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

The other stall owners’ faces froze: “…”

I thank your ancestors for eighteen generations!

The colleagues' resentment was deeper than that of a ghost, and they wanted to rush over and tear the mutton kebab stall owner, Lao Liu, into pieces.

They didn't steal his prey, but he dared to throw the trouble to them.

The fierce gaze was like needles piercing into the flesh of the kebab stall owner.

The mutton kebab stall owner has no choice but to accept the mutton kebabs that are sold out immediately.

Anyone who eats his kebab will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

what happened?

It was obvious that the few humans who had accidentally come in before had all swallowed his mutton and turned into weak lambs.

"Mee~".

Help!

In the iron cage behind the kebab stall, several lambs were bleating rapidly.

Their eyes changed from dark to bright, bursting into dazzling light.

"Mee~mee~".

"...".

"Mea~"

help me!

Help!

"Uncle, your sheep are so noisy~".

Xi'an's eyes vaguely slid over the bleating lambs, holding a string of unfinished lamb skewers in his hand, and his tone was lazy.

The kebab stall owner smiled with a fake smile, and glanced at the sheep with dim eyes, and asked tentatively:

"Are these animals disturbing the little guests?"

"How about..."

"I will kill them to make amends for your sin."

The flock of sheep was in a commotion, and the lambs huddled together in a corner with fear in their eyes.

"Oh!".

"How dare you fool us with a bunch of inferior people?"

Yong Zhou folded his hands over his chest, sneered, and glanced at the kebab stall owner.

The humble mutton stall owner: “…”

It’s endless, right?

I am in a hurry...

Believe it or not, I will fight with you!

"The meat of inferior goods is sour."

"Their fur is still pleasing to the eye."

"Just give us their skins as compensation!"

Xi'an held the lamb skewer reluctantly and pointed at the panicked lambs.

"but......".

With a turn of his eyes, Xi'an said:

"I have one more request."

The kebab stall owner, who was cursing in his heart, pretended to be listening attentively, waiting for Xi'an to state his specific request.

"I want the fur you peel off without any blood or flesh."

"Completely intact."

"Can you do it?".

"cannot......".

“Can…can can…”

The kebab stall owner, sweating profusely, quickly interrupted Xi'an and made a promise.

He has been slaughtering sheep in Yinyang Mall for three hundred years, not to mention anything else.

Peeling...

He dared to say it with confidence.

Except for him, no one can meet the requirements of this plague god.

With a blink of an eye, the murderous aura in his eyes dissipated, and the smile returned to Xi'an's face.

The kebab stall owner turned his back, opened the iron cage with murderous intent and captured a lamb.

His eyes flashed, and Gao Jun kicked his legs symbolically, allowing himself to be caught in the hands of the kebab stall owner.

"If you lose a piece of fur, we will overturn your stall."

Just as the sharp knife in the kebab stall owner's hand was about to pierce Gao Jun's transformed lamb fur, Xi'an's careless voice suddenly rang out.

"It won't be less."

The kebab stall owner replied sullenly.

Only Gao Jun saw that his blue face was twisted and hideous, and his eyes flashed with rays of light as sharp as the knife in his hand.

The strong muscles in his arms also stiffened suddenly.

After a complete skin was unfolded, Gao Jun, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up.

My whole body was wrapped and squeezed by the lambskin for a long time, causing a dull pain.

"Thanks!".

Gao Jun, looking exhausted, did not forget to thank Qin Mo and the other two. He could tell that these children who frightened the kebab stall owner were with them.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Jun's team members stood beside him one by one.

Next to the kebab stall owner was a pile of complete, soft, white sheepskins.

"We'll leave first."

Gao Jun didn't know why Qin Mo and his team saved them, but they were grateful to Qin Mo and his team for escaping the disaster.

"This is a thank you gift. Thank you for saving us."

The kebab stall owner looked at Gao Jun coldly, put the food on his stall along with the other ingredients and walked away.

"Brother~".

"These are for you, An An also wants new clothes!"

"An An also took charge of the new clothes for Big Sister and Tuanzi~".

Xi'an patted the sheepskin that was piled up to almost cover his entire head, and said happily.

"Row".

Qin Mo agreed immediately and took the task.

Seeing Qin Mo put away the sheepskin, Xi'an narrowed his eyes in joy, turned around and said to Yong Zhou and Xiao Yueliang:

"Let's go to the next one!".

"You... haven't paid yet..."

The kebab stall owner spoke weakly.

"Keep accounts!".

Xi'an, who was eating and taking things at the same time, said with confidence.

Yong Zhou said without even turning his head:

"We are friends with the owner of this mall, and it said it would be put on its account."

"If you don't believe me, call it out!"

Mutton kebab stall owner: “…”

The owner of Yinyang Mall: “…”

Who are you!

Don't try to make connections randomly!

Xi'an smiled, and he blocked it from showing up.

The other stall owners' secret gazes quietly swept in one direction.

The owner of Yinyang Mall twitched his mouth: “…”

It is afraid that if it shows up, it will immediately become a sacrifice.

Eat, eat, eat...

Xi'an and the others kept eating and eating.

Soon, other stall owners also discovered their own rules and entered Xi'an and their stomachs.

It was like falling into a bottomless pit, without any sound.

The food supplies of the stall owners were used up one after another, and the space, which gradually lost its support of rules, began to collapse.

The kebab stall owners are the first to be affected.

The suppression of the rules disappeared, and the kebab stall owner, unwilling to die, walked out of his stall for the first time and counterattacked Xi'an and other shadows with a knife before his death.

He wants revenge...

One step away, the kebab stall owner's unwilling and resentful face and figure completely disappeared.

It's like smoke in the wind, disappearing without a trace when the wind blows.

The fruit stall owners, the clam vermicelli stall owners, and others, all had dissatisfaction and resentment surging in their eyes.

One by one, they looked at Qin Mo and his group, wishing they could eat their flesh and drink their blood.

Helpless...the rules are the death rope tied around their necks, and they can only move within the scope of their own stalls.

Angry, but to no avail.

Xi'an chuckled, as if he had seen something extremely interesting.

A group of domesticated "little cats" want to break the rules set by their owners.

The stall owner, who was blocked by the rules of Yinyang Mall, had a gloomy look in his eyes.

The two dark and pitch-black eyeballs were filled with a cold and murderous intent, like a ghost from the underworld coming to claim a life.

The owner of Yinyang Mall's mood plummeted again.

As the scope of the space collapse expanded, it could no longer be stabilized...

The black fog was stealing the energy it had worked so hard to accumulate, and these guys in front of it were also coming to eat.

It's really about to cry...

besides......

What happened to those three humans?

Is the rule that you can eat whatever cabbage you want?

Qin Mo and the other two, following Xi'an and the others, also "died" a lot of the rules of Yinyang Mall.

A warm feeling flows through my internal organs, and a strong feeling of fullness spreads from my stomach to my brain.

The longer the group stayed in the food court, the greater the impact they had on Yinyang Mall.

Shop owners from other places also knew about the existence of such a terrifying group of people in the mall.

I prayed silently that I wouldn't run into Qin Mo and the others.

"belch--".

The others turned around and looked for the source of the sound.

"I'm too full."

"hey-hey!".

Xu Xiaolou scratched his head and said with an embarrassed smile.

Qin Mo also said that he couldn't eat anymore. He needed time to "digest" the rules of Yinyang Mall in his body.

"I'm not full yet~".

"Let's go to another place to continue later!"

Xi'an touched her flat belly and winked playfully.

"Wait...wait a minute!".

Xi'an turned his head left and right, but didn't look at the crispy rice cake vendor who was so close to him:

"Huh?"

"Who is speaking?".

The stall owner possessed by the owner of Yinyang Mall: “…”

So fake!