first evil king

Chapter 42 Aspiration
A soft sentence made the dozen or so teenagers choke for a moment. The long-term malnutrition made them look much smaller than their peers. Although Xiaoquan is also thin and small, his 'martial arts' is the best , all of them together are no match for him, and it is simply impossible to defeat him.

The atmosphere of silence settled in this dilapidated temple, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking. Although what Xiao Quan said was true, how could they bear to let his thin shoulders continue to carry such a big responsibility!
Sighing imperceptibly, Xue Leopard took the lead to break the silence, his eyes showed a calmness that did not belong to a teenager, and he said calmly and firmly: "Believe me, Mo Quan will never fall, one day, I will let us Everyone has enough to eat." When he was young, it was his greatest dream to make everyone in this "big family" eat enough and wear warmth.

"What a big ambition, Xue Leopard, who never imagined the miracle of the 'Black Boxing' competition, is a young man with 'extraordinary ambitions'." Accompanied by the cold wind, the bantering laughter sounded very loud to the beggars in the room who were being moved. The ear-piercing sound made Xue Leopard, that is, Mo Yuquan, shake violently. Obviously, he had recognized who it was.

Sure enough, when he raised his head and looked up, he saw a figure thinner than himself leaning against the door of the ruined temple. In the dark night, he couldn't see his face clearly, but his eyes as deep as obsidian shook his dry heart again. , Mo Quan's lips twitched, and his voice was guarded: "Why are you here?"

Maybe it's because of her last charming smile in the casino!Seeing this appearance at this time, Mo Quan suddenly felt a strong feeling in his heart that perhaps his fate was about to change.

Maoshi has passed, and the sky is already shining with light. In the rolling hills and forests, the dense leaves block the morning light, making it look dim.

On the mountain forest path, a dozen or so teenagers and girls who were either naked or with patches on their clothes trotted forward. They said they were running, but in fact it was almost like walking, and they were still staggering, with a look of distress on their faces. It showed that they hadn't woken up yet. In comparison, the young man in the front with multiple scars on his face seemed much more energetic, and his trotting pace was also steady and powerful.

More than a dozen people ran into the forest. Even in the dim light, they saw the figure half-hanging in the air in a strange posture at a glance. When they ran closer, they were all dumbfounded.

A pair of slender and slender hands tightly grasped two white cloth strips, and the other end of the cloth strips was tied to a tall tree trunk. With the strength of the arms, the figure lifted up vertically until The hands wrapped tightly around the white strips stretched to the thighs before stopping, then slowly straightened the arms upwards, lowered the body, as if being hung in mid-air, the almost transparent backs of the hands were covered with dense sweat, with blue veins Rhythmically following her up and down, it relaxes and relaxes.

What is the situation?Could it be that the person they will follow in the future has a brain problem?
"One hundred..." There was a low panting count, and the slender figure let go of his hands, jumped down with his back to them, turned around, and the face still wearing half of the iron mask was beaded with sweat. The beads slid down her thin chin, soaking the plain white robe on her body.

Seeing the 18 people standing in front of her, her face, as if picked up from the water, was instantly covered with frost, and she had the urge to scold her.

Damn, because she has to do various self-exercise exercises to enhance her physique for an hour every morning, so in order to appear here on time to 'greet' these little guys, she slept in this mountain forest all night, fed There are so many mosquitoes, but they are fine, not to mention that they are late, one or two still look awake, the most disgusting thing is, what kind of eyes do they have, do they treat her as a mental illness?
What kind of cramp did she have last night? She followed him only because she was interested in the blood leopard. She wanted to see who the blood leopard with such eyes was, but she was left in that small dilapidated temple. After seeing that warm scene and hearing Xue Leopard's bold words and ambitions, she showed up with a twitch and said, "The weak will be eaten, and the strong will be bullied. I don't want to be weak anymore. Come to the mountain forest in the north of the city tomorrow morning." , she 'sold' herself.

She has always been a loner, if she is not brain-twitched, she is bewitched, otherwise, how could she take this group of uncute little guys into her body!Although she appreciates their tenacity and innocence, and has long planned to recruit some younger brothers to run errands, except for the blood leopard, no one here can meet her requirements.

Seeing Jun Xie's pale face, the 18 people thumped in their hearts for no reason, and the sleeping bugs ran away a lot, secretly startled that this young man who seemed to be younger than them had such an aura.

Taking a deep breath, Jun Xie's complexion straightened, and he didn't talk nonsense. He pointed directly at a mound three miles away, and said in a cold voice, "Line up in a line and start running, aiming at the hill thirty miles away."

Now, not to mention the sleeping bugs, even the sleeping dragons have run away, eighteen pairs of eyes are almost protruding, what are you kidding, three miles away, they will run away to death.

Except for Mo Quan's hesitation, the others directly turned their staring eyes upwards, and ignored Jun Xie. Originally, they would follow here, just because this person gave Mo Quan a bad pill last night. Knowing what kind of medicine healed his internal injuries in one fell swoop, making them grateful to her, and Yin Moquan also let them come, otherwise, they would still be asleep now!

very good!Jun Xie narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the 18 people who were muttering to each other. After a while, he said slowly: "You don't want to run, you can go." After a pause, he pointed to the way he came: "Follow the way you came Go back to your dilapidated house, go back and continue to be your weakling, continue to be trampled on the ground like a dog for a steamed bun, continue to live without dignity, I, Jun Xie, will never know you, and will never stop you."

The first sentence made them excited for a while, and they wanted to leave as soon as they turned their bodies, but the words and sentences after that pierced their hearts mercilessly like sharp knives. The breathing became heavier, and the eyes that were still hazy just now were as red as blood, and both fists were clenched tightly.

No, they don't want to be weak anymore, they don't want to be looked down upon by others, they want food and clothing, they want everyone around them to be able to eat and wear well, they want... dignity!
(End of this chapter)