Dressed as a male insect, but suffering

Wu Yang brought the cub to the unfinished building where they used to work. Since Wu Yang and his team moved out, there have been no insects here and it is very secluded.

"Come, call your female father."

Wu Yang held the cub in his arms and sat it on his lap. He then hugged the cub's belly from behind and placed the optical computer in front of the cub so that the faces of both insects could appear in the optical computer.

Soon, the communication was picked up.

The video is connected.

Lao Yang looked a little nervous, but when he saw the cubs in the video, he was obviously relieved.

But before he could even laugh, he was frightened by Wu Yang behind the cub.

"Third, Third Boss...Sir?" Lao Yang's voice was a little trembling. He saw insect patterns on Wu Yang's face. The insect patterns of a male insect?

Wu Yang smiled at Lao Yang, and Lao Yang's gaze shifted from Wu Yang to the cub again.

Looking at the ignorant and fearless cub, Lao Yang's lips couldn't stop trembling.

"Sir, sir, I know I was wrong... My insect cub is still young..."

Wu Yang pinched the cub's face, making the little cub giggle.

Such a simple action made Lao Yang's pupils shrink and he was so scared that he almost fell to his knees.

"Boss Three!!"

"Shh!" Wu Yang put his index finger between his lips and made a gesture of silence, "Come to me in half an hour, otherwise..."

Wu Yang turned off the communication. The cub sitting on his lap tilted his head and said, "Brother, what else can you say?"

Wu Yang didn't say anything. When facing the little insect alone, Wu Yang was too lazy to pretend.

The cub didn’t get a response from Wu Yang and felt a little sad. He lowered his head and looked at his new shoes.

His new shoes are very beautiful and colorful, and are a style that many little bugs would like.

The cub looked at the shoes. The more he looked, the more he thought the shoes were beautiful. The feeling of loss from being ignored by Wu Yang just now quickly disappeared. The cub swung his little feet, admiring his beautiful new shoes.

Wu Yang closed his eyes and waited.

Lao Yang must know where this is, after all, he used to work here.

As Wu Yang expected, Lao Yang came very quickly. In less than twenty minutes, Wu Yang heard Lao Yang's heavy breathing.

In order to arrive in time, Lao Yang even spread his bone wings and flew through the no-fly zone in the city.

"Three, Boss San." Old Yang stopped in front of Wu Yang, panting, and retracted his bone wings.

After meeting Old Yang, Wu Yang discovered that he not only bought good clothes for his insect cubs, but also bought himself a very impressive outfit. He no longer looked like a black insect, but more like a small boss who should be sitting in his own small house and drinking tea leisurely.

"Here it comes." Wu Yang tightened his grip around the cub.

The cub saw Lao Yang and opened his arms for a hug, "Father, Father!"

But Wu Yang didn't let him go, and Lao Yang tried to take it, but he was faced with a dark gun muzzle. Lao Yang had no choice but to take a step back.

The cub was a little curious, the smile on his face faded, and he tilted his head and called out in confusion: "Female father?"

"Boss Three..."

Wu Yang interrupted Lao Yang and asked directly, "Tell me, how did you get on the hurricane?"

"I...I..." Lao Yang's voice was trembling. He stared at the gun in Wu Yang's hand nervously, fearing that the gun would suddenly hit his cub.

"Speak!" Wu Yang pulled the safety on the gun, clearly threatening.

Old Yang was anxious, tears welled up in his eyes, and the area around his eyes was red. He put his hands together in front of his chest and begged for mercy, saying as he prayed, "Yes, it was Hurricane who sent bugs to buy your information. Five thousand star coins each. I, I just wanted to make a little money at first..."

Wu Yang's chest began to heave, his eyes gradually became fierce, and he slowly raised the hand holding the gun and placed the gun with the safety pin pulled against the cub's temple.

"No, don't!" Seeing this, Lao Yang bent his knees and knelt down heavily. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and each time he kowtowed hit the ground so hard that Wu Yang, who was sitting next to him, felt the shock.

"Third Boss, I was wrong. It's all my fault. I didn't mean to kill Big Boss and Second Boss. I really didn't know those bugs could be space pirates—"

"Please let my little bug go."

Old Yang was crying with tears and snot. The dust on the ground was blown up by his kowtow, and the sticky tears and snot stuck to his face, making him look very miserable.

But his miserable appearance did not earn him any sympathy from Wu Yang.

Wu Yang raised the gun and shot Lao Yang three times. Wu Yang's shooting skill was really bad. After all, this was his first time using a gun. Two of the three shots missed the target and one shot narrowly missed Lao Yang's arm.

"Why do you have to cry? You knew that the pirates wanted to kill Huo Zixiao, Bian Heng, Jin Yi, and Aze, but you still leaked the information to them for money and led them on their way."

"Old Yang, do you feel comfortable spending the money earned from other insects' lives? Huh?"

Wu Yang's hand was shaking as he held the gun. Even though it was a small pistol, the recoil made Wu Yang's arm numb.

Old Yang had nothing to refute. He lay on the ground, not daring to look up. He pressed his forehead against the gray ground and burst into tears. His body was shaking, and he couldn't stop crying.

Old Yang really regretted it. That day, he witnessed the whole process of the star pirates torturing Huo Zixiao and others.

He watched helplessly as the star pirate tormented Huo Zixiao like a cat playing with a mouse, saw Huo Zixiao being beaten and bruised while trying to protect Aze and Jin Yi, saw the group of star pirates rip open Huo Zixiao's stomach and stuff a video recorder into his stomach while he was conscious, and he clearly heard Huo Zixiao's heart-wrenching screams.

Seeing the leading star pirate stepping on Huo Zixiao's injured abdomen, he crushed it hard and said, "Remember this in your next life. Stay away from me when you see me."

"Also, this is the price you pay for kicking me."

As he said that, the space pirate took a big knife from his younger brother and chopped off Huo Zixiao's two legs with the knife...

Old Yang was scared. He didn't dare to disobey the group of star pirates. He was afraid that he would end up like Huo Zixiao.

The cub in Wu Yang's arms finally realized that something was wrong. Looking at his female father kneeling on the ground and still bleeding, he cried out in fear.

“Wow wow wow wow... Female father, female father, woo woo woo...” The cub waved his arms and tried to grab his female father, but Wu Yang strangled him tightly.

"Don't move!" Wu Yang impatiently hit the cub's head with the butt of the gun, knocking the cub unconscious.

Old Yang heard the noise and looked up suddenly. He saw the cub covering his head and holding back his tears, not daring to cry. Seeing the cub's aggrieved look, Old Yang no longer cared about the gun in Wu Yang's hand, and began to crawl towards Wu Yang using his hands and feet.

He kowtowed as he crawled: "Boss San, I beg you! Please let my bug baby go."

Old Yang knocked his head on the ground, "He's still young, he doesn't know anything..."

Wu Yang raised his hand and fired another shot. This time he predicted the recoil and hit Lao Yang's leg.

"Ah!!!" Old Yang cried out in pain, convulsing on the ground while holding his injured leg.

"Female father!" When the cub saw that his female father was injured, he struggled desperately to break free from Wu Yang's control, but he was still a cub after all. Little Pudding used all his strength but could not break free from Wu Yang's restraints.

The cub got angry, lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite the back of Wu Yang's hand that was holding him, using all his strength, and his little head was shaking from the effort.

Wu Yang let the cub bite him as if he didn't feel any pain. His hand slid down the cub's tender chin and grasped its neck.

"How long are you going to lie on the ground?" Wu Yang's cold voice rang out.

When Old Yang looked up, he found that the cub, whose neck was being pinched by Wu Yang, had an abnormal redness on his face.

The cub's breathing was already difficult, so he stretched out his hands to scratch Wu Yang's arms, trying to save himself.

But Wu Yang didn't care about this pain at all.

"What are you doing!? Let him go! He's just a cub!!" Lao Yang struggled to get up.

Wu Yang raised his hand and fired another shot, hitting his other uninjured leg.

"Mad man! You are a mad man!" Old Yang cursed.

Another shot hit Lao Yang's arm.

Maybe Wu Yang just has a talent for this, and he is becoming more and more adept at using the gun.