The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 138 The Overlord’s White Moonlight Is Back (55)

There is a small hillside behind the slum.

Standing here overlooks the entire slum.

The land was bare without even a shady tree, and the two earth bags that Fusang gathered up when he left had become dry and cracked.

The withered and yellow grass looked sick and crooked.

Suddenly a shovel fell down and knocked it down by the roots.

Mercenaries with guns on their backs were scattered not far away, looking down for things to burn. Occasionally they looked up at the woman who was digging hard at the grave with a shovel.

How much hatred is this?
Traveled thousands of miles to come here just to dig a grave?
Fusang completely ignored the strange gaze of the mercenary, facing the sun, she dug up the tomb of the original owner's son one after another.

Since Fusang left, it hasn't rained here.

The bag of soil was dry and hard, and the palms of my hands ached from the shock.

Fusang dug for a long time and finally dug out his son's bones.

Only a pile of white bones remained in his thin body, Fusang carefully took out the bones bit by bit, and transferred them to the pile of dry firewood.

She wants to take him away from this place that has trapped him all his life.

Tongues of fire blazed up, and the surrounding air was distorted by the scorching heat.

Fusang walked to another larger soil bag.

With her soil-stained hands lightly placed on the dry soil bag, she whispered: "Thank you for protecting her and bringing her the only trace of tenderness in her difficult days."

Suddenly the wind picked up.

The soft hair danced with the wind, and she seemed to hear the soft voice of the man.

'It's great that you're fine...'

In the ballroom.

Sitting on a high stool, Mingsi crossed his slender legs. He looked down at the watch on his wrist, counting the time when the medicine took effect.

Even though there were mercenaries as tall and strong as a mountain blocking him, Lei's greedy eyes could not help but glance at his slender and fragile neck, the neckline was slightly open, and the collarbone was looming.

Suddenly, a tall, thin and dark man approached Lei's ear: "Boss, the back mountain is on fire."

His body just blocked Lei from peeking at the god-like boy, and he kicked him impatiently.

"If there is a fire, it will start a fire, and if it can't burn to me, I'm afraid of a fart."

After reprimanding his subordinates, he turned his head to look at Ming Si again, and subconsciously lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring him.

"What do you think of the price I mentioned?"

Ming Si didn't respond, still looking down at his watch.

Lei, who was ignored, frowned in displeasure, and his spine, which was bent by the weight of his body, straightened up: "I've never liked twists and turns. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me directly, as long as it's not too big." If it's too much, I can take the exam..."

Before the word 'concern' could be uttered, Lei's tongue suddenly stopped working.

It's numb, and it seems to be swollen.

Ming Si was finally willing to cast his eyes on his face.

The effect of the drug kicked in.

Fusang packed the ashes of the original owner's son and walked through the crowded and messy slums under the escort of mercenaries.

When he walked into the ballroom, he happened to see the mercenaries confiscating the weapons of their subordinates.

Lei stood aside, his eyes dull, but he shouted loudly at his men not to resist.

The subordinates were puzzled, but obediently put down their weapons under Lei's order.

"What did you feed him?"

When Akira saw Fuso, his cold aura immediately disappeared, and a sweet and sweet smile appeared on his delicate face.

Adhering to the good habit of always answering questions, he leaned close to Fusang's ear, lowered his voice, and said softly: "It's a hallucinogenic drug. This drug can make the poisoned person do everything they say and obey."

(End of this chapter)