Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 95 The Journey to the End of the World (31)

Mu Wan threw away her tattered clothes. When passing by the small market, she heard a fight coming from a remote place.

A few men formed a group, punching and kicking in the middle, cursing vulgarly.

"Can you take it out!"

"Bitch, don't eat fine wine if you toast."

"If you don't obediently hand over the buns, I will beat you to death."

Things like this happen all the time. In areas where ordinary people live, there is a mixture of fish and dragons. The pressure of survival and the contempt of superpowers will make the bad guys even more cruel and violent. They will not think about fighting and resisting the real enemy, but will instead use whatever they have suffered. It was common for the weak to be tortured, robbed of food, cursed and beaten. The base felt that restraining them was too troublesome, and over time they stopped caring about them.

Several tall men laughed wildly, their faces were distorted and ugly, Mu Wan heard a slight moan from among them, as if they were still women.

These scum were really an eyesore. Mu Wan concentrated for a moment, and a few mental spikes were directed at the man's forehead. Their movements were stagnant, and they fell into pieces with a bang.

The weak and huddled woman was tightly holding the thing in her arms, as if she was determined not to let go, even though her cheeks were covered by the messy hair hanging down, Mu Wan still recognized that this was the thing she often went to take care of. The female stall owner of the business.

The woman opened her eyes drowsily, and found that the violent beating on her body had disappeared. She struggled to stand up, when a hand came out in front of her, which was the familiar old customer.

Mu Wan helped her up, "Can you still walk on your own?"

The woman tugged at the corners of her bruised mouth gratefully, her face pale, "Yes, thank you for your help, my home is not far away."

Mu Wan supported her hand, but suddenly her eyes moved slightly. She had noticed a centipede-like scar on the stall owner's wrist before, but now it was smooth and smooth, without any trace, not even a tiny wound on his finger. Also gone.

The woman hugged the package tightly, and said softly: "Miss, I have something to do at home, so I will go back first, and I will thank you sometime later."

Her husband had been hungry for a long time and was waiting for her. Fortunately, today's food was not taken away.

"Can you do it by yourself, can I walk with you a few more steps?" Mu Wan kicked the fallen man away,
"No, thank you." The woman insisted, she can't bother the little girl anymore, she has nothing now, and can't repay more favors.

Mu Wan looked at the woman's back, she was obviously weak and thin, but she had a different kind of tenacity.

Xue Yuhan returned to the hut where he lived. The place was cramped and dark. A living room was divided into seven rooms with wooden boards. Except for a bed, there was no extra space at all.

The dim yellow light dimmed, Xue Yuhan carefully closed the wooden door, looked worriedly at the man sitting on the bed, took out four black-faced steamed buns from the bag, "Brother Chen, you are hungry, eat quickly."

"What happened to your face? Did you meet those bastards?"

Xue Yuhan pretended not to care and nodded, "Well, I didn't suffer any injuries. A little girl saved me, and those scoundrels didn't get any good results."

"How can I see you being bullied, I will accompany you out tomorrow."

"No, Brother Chen, you were injured just yesterday, and now you are unscathed, and you will be suspected if you go out."

Xue Yuhan persuaded cautiously, she turned out the small box hidden under the pile of clothes, and inside was a ruby ​​bracelet, which was crystal clear and flowed smoothly.

Her beloved things are almost sold out, and the only thing left is this bracelet, so let's give it away as a thank you gift.

(End of this chapter)