War garbage collection system

As soon as Han Xing got into the carriage, he entered the space.

He had to quickly go into the space to take a look, deal with some problems, and then take a look around.

No matter what time, this work cannot be put down, he still has the mission of unifying the world!

Han Xing was busy until about ten o'clock in the morning, and then he left the space in a hurry.

Afterwards, he released his mental power to cover the entire exile team and began to observe them carefully.

Especially those beautiful women he plans to attack, he has to choose carefully and seriously to choose the best target.

And the first woman you choose must be the one who is easiest to get along with.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to do it again in the future.

So this first step must be taken.

This woman is very scheming and cannot be the first choice. She will definitely be a master of palace fighting in the future.

This woman is no good either. She cares too much about herself and is a typical egoist.

This woman? Still no, to put it nicely: she is too naive! In fact, she is...

Well this...

……

Huh? This little woman is good, filial, and able to face reality.

Okay, I’ll choose her as the first person.

Han Xing, who knew this group of exiles very well, immediately knew who this girl was.

Her name is Zhao Hanyun, she is 16 years old this year, and is considered a relative of the emperor within the fifth degree of mourning.

Her father was the emperor's cousin, and before that, he held a middle-level official position in the capital.

At this moment, she, with disheveled hair and dirty face, was supporting a middle-aged woman and walking forward with difficulty.

After making his choice, Han Xing started to act, and there was no sign of him dragging his feet.

A luxurious carriage moved forward quickly, overtaking groups of exiles who were walking with difficulty.

Then, it stopped quickly halfway, and Han Xing, dressed in an official's uniform, jumped off the carriage.

After that, he waited patiently.

But looking at Zhao Hanyun, who only scored 50 points at most, Han Xing’s desire almost disappeared.

However, in order to complete the bloodline mission, Han Xing had to bite the bullet and step forward, and asked gently:

"Miss Zhao, may I have the honor of inviting you to get in my carriage and rest for a while?"

“?????…”

Miss Zhao Hanyun was confused at first, then shy, and finally pale.

After that, her facial expression changed all over, giving people a colorful feeling.

There was fear, anger,... shyness, hesitation, and at the same time some expectation and desire.

She is no longer a child. She knows what this means? She also knows what will happen after she gets on the carriage. She also...

Han Xing's words were like thunder, causing the entire exile team to stop.

"Mad, this is a lecher."

"Damn it, it's really shameless."

"How dare he? In a clear and bright world..."

"What a corrupt society! How dare he ..."

"Oh my God! He..."

"..."

"Everyone, who knows this person's background?"

"I, I know. His name is Han Xing. He just turned 16 this year. He is from Beijing. He used to rely on his brother to become a temporary errand boy in Beijing..."

"Oh! He is just a lucky guy. He has a little bit of martial arts skills. He is just a warrior. He dares to speak nonsense here. He..."

"I heard that he was very lucky and saved the new second manager of Yinxuan West Factory three times, so..."

"I heard that he killed more than 100 rebels that night and made great contributions. He was a very cruel man. It was really..."

"I heard that many of those escorts were saved by him, so..."

"I also heard that he made a fortune that night and became a real upstart, but..."

"Everyone, keep your voices down. I heard..."

"Humph! He is just a clown, and he dares to..."

"Mad, what is this...?"

"..."

The noisy discussions reached Han Xing's ears, but Han Xing ignored them and continued:

"Don't worry, Miss Zhao, as long as you follow me, see? That luxurious carriage will belong to your family.

You can let your mother sit on it, and you can also let some elders in your family sit on it..."

Next, there were some tempting words from Han Xing, which made the group of people who had just been talking nonsense look at each other in bewilderment, their flickering eyes full of desire.

"..."

Han Xing looked at Miss Zhao who didn't know how to answer, and very considerately helped her out:

"Miss Zhao, if you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. Then I will carry you to the carriage."

"..."

After Han Xing finished speaking, he took a step forward and picked up Zhao Hanyun in a princess hug.

Panicked, Zhao Hanyun looked around blankly, then buried her head in Han Xing's chest.

There was no sign of struggle at all.

She acquiesced and accepted the reality.

She knew: If she didn't sacrifice herself, only a few of her family members would be able to reach their destination alive.

For herself and her family, she finally compromised and gave up any struggle.

Watching the luxurious carriage go away quickly, the confused exiles finally became excited.

"Damn, what kind of world is this?"

"Damn it, he dared to announce it in broad daylight..."

"Vile! Obscene!..."

"..."

Even though there were curses everywhere, why was there a hint of envy and hatred in their tone?

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Do you think you can discuss our boss's affairs?

Why don't you hurry up? ... Bang! "

"Oh! Sir! I'm leaving now."

"Hey! Let's go too!

By the way, wait a moment and wash the daughters' faces, do you hear me?"

"I heard you, sir."

"Come, take the towel and wipe our daughter's face as well."

"Good daughter, let me wipe your face!"

"Mother, give me your good towel so I can wipe my face!"

"My dear daughter, I'll give it to you. From now on..."

"..."

"I am following the boss's order. From now on, this carriage belongs to your Zhao family.

Someone in your family should know how to drive, right? ...Well, I'll take my leave now."

"Quick, quick, let Cui go first. She gave birth to a good daughter. We will..."

"Master, I am the legal wife, I should..."

"Bang! Damn it, it's already this time, and you still dare to be jealous of me? From now on, at home..."

After a few minutes of confusion, the exile group began to move forward again.

And our protagonist Han Xing, at this time, has entered the feudal royal manor space.

"Hey, Zhao Hanyun, go wash up in there, it's so dirty!"

"..."

At this time, Zhao Hanyun was once again confused. All she had in her mind was:

who am I?

where am I?

Is this a dream?

These three questions of life again!

Han Xing put Zhao Hanyun down with some disgust, turned around and left the bedroom to take a shower.

Half an hour later, Han Xing looked at Zhao Hanyun, who finally scored 90 points, and nodded with satisfaction. Zhao Hanyun, whose eyes had regained their luster, lowered her head shyly.

"Ms. Zhao, we are all adults now, and you know what we should do next!"

"Well! Please have mercy on me, husband!"

Next, Han Xing rushed forward regardless of anything, everything was for blood.

And with Zhao Hanyun's sweet cry, she turned from a young girl into a young woman.

At noon, the exile team finally arrived at a simple country town.

Amidst all the envious gazes, Zhao Hanyun was carried out of the carriage by the Korean star princess.

Afterwards, amidst jealous gazes, the two of them entered the only restaurant in the town.

The sound of people swallowing saliva could be heard constantly among the exile team. They were once well-dressed and well-fed, but now they are greedy!

Some girls who think they are pretty quickly dress themselves up again.