I made a fortune from plastic surgery

Sitting in the snowdrift, the fat man didn't know that he had fallen from one devil to another, and he fantasized that Xie Yubei in front of him was a bully character.

Xie Yubei loosened his neckline, and the cold air took the opportunity to sneak in. He slowly bent down, and pulled a charming smile at the fat man: "Let me play with you."

When Xie Yubei crushed Fatty unilaterally, Liu Jun found Ren Fei's residence smoothly according to the route he remembered.

It was a half-faded pink two-story building, among a pile of ashen floors, it was like a pink sugar ball accidentally dropped on black chocolate, which was very recognizable.

Uncharacteristically, there were a few people standing scattered outside this fan building, and one of them was a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth, who was reprimanding his companions.

Liu Jun didn't want to draw too much attention from humans, so he stuck to the blind spot by the wall, waiting for the group of people to leave.

"How many times have I said that this sick and listless guy doesn't need to distribute food." The middle-aged man's fists hung on his companion's chest, pushing him back again and again.

"It's good now. Not only people are dead, but also the food is gone. I think you like to do this kind of loss-making business." The white smoke in your mouth trembled up and down as the man spoke, as if it was going to come from him in the next second. The edge of his mouth fell off, "I have to tell you clearly, you have to bear the responsibility for losing the food, go and confess as soon as possible, maybe the administration will let you go."

The young man who had been reprimanded kept his head down until he heard the word "Administrative Authority" before hurriedly raising his head, revealing a dusty face: "Brother Chai, is there no other way?"

It is the unique voice change period of teenagers. The hoarseness of the voice is comparable to that of an old voice who has smoked for decades, as if it has been ground by a rough stone.

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue twice, pinched the young man's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "How about giving up the food allocated to you?"

The boy didn't speak, and his hands hidden under the sweater were slightly clenched to cover up the deep disgust in his eyes.

"Hmph, wait until you are expelled by the administration." The middle-aged man took a puff on his cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground impatiently, walked straight to the door of the powder building, and shouted inside: "Is it over, I'll hurry up!" Frozen to death."

The boy wearing only a worn-out sweater took a slow step forward, twisted out the sparking cigarette butt, and spun a few times on the ground with his toes.

A fat woman came out from the powder building, wrapped in a tattered quilt, the boy's eyes trembled for a moment, and he saw the pale to blue face clearly.

And Liu Jun, who had been waiting in the dark, felt a pain in his heart when he saw that stiff face. Even though he already knew the news of Ren Fei's death, only when he really faced death would he feel a real sense of loss.

The boy rushed towards the fat woman like crazy, screaming: "You can't take her away."

The fat woman was frightened by the boy's sudden roar, and curled her lips in disgust: "Go, go, where did the dirty things come from?"

"Give her back to me!"

The fat woman sneered, and the mole on her mouth trembled: "Return it to you? Yours?" She hugged the corpse under the quilt even tighter. This is her treasure for making money.

Originally, the fat woman didn't want to take this business, and it was all because of the girl's father who was begging for nothing and praised how good-looking his daughter was, and that she could sell it for a good price.

The girl in her arms is indeed very good-looking, she is a beauty, but unfortunately, her dead face is stained with sickness, and her body is so thin that she seems to have been hungry for a long time. She is not as heavy as her white pug. I don’t know if the nobles in the fortress can see it get on.

When the fat woman thought that the corpse might fall into her hands, the longer it dragged on, the less valuable it would be, and her mood changed suddenly: "I don't have time to play with a brat like you, go as far as you can."

The boy looked at the middle-aged man who was gloating at the side, and the disgust and humiliation in his eyes burst out at the same time. It turned out that he had known for a long time that this woman was doing things like selling corpses and exposing herself, and he deliberately told himself to find a professional to help her. Ren Fei was buried in the coffin.

It is because he himself is too simple that he is so easy to deceive.

The irritated boy rushed to snatch the little Ren Fei in the arms of the fat woman, and unexpectedly saw Ren Fei's father, a thin and stooped man, holding two canned meat in his hand.

In a moment of stupefaction, the boy was swept away by the middle-aged man's leg. His right hand was red with cold, and a few bloodstains were drawn. The blood mixed with snow slag followed his hand and shook.

"Just... just for two cans?" The young man stared at the door, gritted his teeth and shouted at the door: "Two cans can sell your daughter? Ren Daluo, you will suffer retribution!"

"Retribution?" The fat woman stepped out in red high-heeled shoes, like a clown on stilts, with a sarcastic smile on her round face: "It's all in this world, and if you talk about retribution, it's a gift to live one more day."

After finishing speaking, the fat woman deliberately exposed Ren Fei's face from the quilt, and said to the boy in a charitable tone: "Look more, this is the last time."

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette again, smiled maliciously and walked towards the boy.

Liu Jun, who was watching the play in the dark, rubbed his fingertips irritably, and when the middle-aged man's feet were about to land on the young man's thin chest, Liu Jun made a move.

Liu Jun's movements were so fast that the middle-aged man only took a sip of his cigarette before he was kicked against the wall, clutching his chest and gasping for breath for a long time, this kick broke at least three of his ribs.

Then look at the man with his back to him. He is slender and elegant, and he can even vaguely see the afterimages of a few roses in his arms.

"Yan Xiu?" Liu Jun looked down at the boy on the ground, and uttered a name he often mentioned in Ren Fei's letter paper, a boy next door who was praised by Ren Fei as the only one in the world.

The boy lying on the ground struggled to stand up, very wary of the sudden Liu Jun, like a runaway hedgehog, as if as long as Liu Jun touched him, he could stab Liu Jun right through.

Yan Xiu struggled to get up, took a step back with his right arm in his arms, and looked at Liu Jun who was too clean in front of him. This person gave him a very strange feeling, and he couldn't tell where the sense of disobedience was, and asked Liu Jun: "Who are you?" ?”

"Same as you, an older brother of Ren Fei."

Yan Xiu was taken aback by these words, his eyes turned red suddenly, and most of his previous guard was removed, he still asked uncertainly: "Really?"

"Believe it or not." Liu Jun's patience was almost exhausted, he frowned and turned to look at the stunned woman.

The woman didn't see when Liu Jun appeared at all, she only saw the middle-aged man slapped against the wall, and a man in a black suit suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

With her years of vicious eyesight, she can tell that this man must be a handsome guy just by looking at his back.

Sure enough, it was a handsome young man with sharp eyes, but this young man's eyes were glowing red, and he looked tired from staying up too late, and he looked at her like a knife.

"Give it to me." Liu Jun swept the quilt in the fat woman's arms, his tone mixed with irritability.

Most of the men in the slums are unkempt all day long and exude a strong male body odor. Fat women rarely see such a clean, elegant and handsome man as Liu Jun.

Boldly talk to Liu Jun: "Handsome guy, do you want to drink tea at my house?"

Liu Jun: "?"

"Add me?" A pleasant voice came from behind Liu Jun, only feeling that there was an extra shadow behind him, and Liu Jun shook his shoulders slightly unaccustomed.

After the fat woman saw Xie Yubei's face clearly, her face turned red, she twisted her throat and said, "Brother, do you want to be with me..."

Liu Jun didn't want to get entangled with humans, so he interrupted the fat woman, pulled Xie Yubei behind him, and pushed him in front of the fat woman: "He will drink tea with you, and give me Ren Fei."

This was the second time Liu Jun pushed Xie Yubei away from him, trying to transfer him to someone else.

This time Xie Yubei didn't ask Liu Jun to stay, but instead swept across the woman's round fingers, which were covered with bright red nail polish.

"My sister's nails look better." Xie Yubei walked towards the woman with a smile on his face, and he was completely different from him who usually didn't speak much.

It's good that Xie Yubei didn't smile, but he is a cold and cool brother, his smile directly made the heart of the fat woman tremble, and the hand holding Ren Fei was also trembling.

"Brother can really talk..." The fat woman glanced at Xie Yubei shyly and timidly, but before she could react, her arms were empty.

Xie Yubei handed Ren Fei in his arms to Liu Jun, and suddenly thought that Liu Jun seemed to love cleanliness, so he wanted to embrace him again.

Liu Jun stretched out the rose and motioned for Xie Yubei to hand over Ren Fei to him.

Holding the rose, Xie Yubei noticed Liu Jun's eyes softening gradually, and said in Liu Jun's ear sideways, "Look, I'm still useful."

Perhaps it was because Xie Yubei was a few centimeters taller than Liu Jun, the breath sprayed on Liu Jun's left ear, and after the warmth, there was a bone-chilling coolness.

Liu Jun turned his head uncomfortably, and continued to arrange work for Xie Yubei: "Go find some wood."

Xie Yubei: "?"

After a pause for a while, Liu Jun spat out two words from his thin lips: "Cremation."

How could he be willing to let Ren Fei become the ration of the zombies, or be treated as a commodity for trading.

The fat woman over there who lost the body and didn't get the handsome man was so angry that she stepped on high heels and approached Liu Jun, cursing: "You son of a bitch, return the things to me, is there any reason?"

Liu Jun stood motionless on the spot, stretched out a finger, and put it on the shoulder of the fat woman: "Heavenly? How can there be natural law in this world?"

The fat woman finally saw Liu Jun's face clearly, her skin was abnormally fair, and she could feel the coldness just by looking at it.

The thing in front of her was not a living person.

Liu Jun just exerted a little force, and the fat woman fell to the ground, as if she was dazed or scared. After realizing it, she immediately backed away, muttering: "Yes...it's a zombie..."

And Liu Jun held the girl in his arms carefully, and was about to leave without looking at the fat woman again.

"Can you take me away?" The boy beside him limped towards Liu Jun with his injured right arm in his arms.

Before Liu Jun could speak, Xie Yubei, who was standing aside, said, "We don't support idlers."

Liu Jun: "?"

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