Writing is not easy these days

After lunch, all the workers sat on the edge of the construction site to watch this unsuspecting game.It is said that when the big man heard that Mrs. Bian was going to compete with the young man, he laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight. He decided to give all the workers a half-day off and get paid according to the number of stones they moved in the morning.

Before the competition, Mrs. Bian got her own backpack as she wished.

"Before the competition, can I prepare my weapon first?" Mrs. Bian walked to the center of the construction site, where the boy had been waiting for a long time.

"Damn! If you don't want to compare, then hurry down and let me go up and fight!"

"Hahahaha! Are you fighting or fighting?"

"Fuck 'you're looking for death!"

"Ouch……"

"..."

Shouts rang out on the construction site one after another, and the young man ignored them, but smiled lightly, "It's ok, start when you say you want."

Mrs. Bian nodded gratefully, then sat down on the ground, took out a bottle of water that she borrowed from the old man in the morning, and poured out the red clay that she brought with her earlier.

He definitely has no chance of winning alone, but the props he made seem to be able to hurt people here.Although it is possible to expose the fact that he is an ominous person, he has no choice but to gamble.If your props are useless to this person, then you can only bite the bullet and fight.

The young man lowered his head, saw Mrs. Bian playing with the dirt on the ground with ease, and smiled meaningfully.

Soon, a dagger made out of clay appeared in Mrs. Bian's hand.Mrs. Bian wiped more water on the hilt of the sword to make the gap between the soil smaller.At first, he was still worried, because the props that had just been kneaded had to be processed in a variety of ways to get the final product.But I don't know if it's because the climate of this world is different from that of the earth, or because of something else, when the model of the dagger comes out, it looks like it has been fired at high temperature and coated with a layer of varnish.

"Okay." Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Bian walked up to the boy with the completed props, and looked at him firmly, "You can start at any time."

"Make a toy as a weapon, be courageous and courageous! Don't get spanked again later! Hahahaha..."

"Hey! This kid doesn't pay attention to you at all! Can you bear this?!"

"Yes, yes!! Kill him, kill him!!"

"Oh oh oh~~ woo! woo! woo~~~"

"..."

The boy ignored the audience's enthusiastic shouts, and his voice sank, "Then...let's start."

The young man who was smiling just a second ago was now full of sternness, and the moment the bloodthirsty light came out of his eyes, Mrs. Bian felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a mouthful of gastric juice spit out from his mouth.Immediately afterwards, he couldn't see the boy's movements at all, he just felt that he was being hit by fists like a thousand catty boulders. Before he could react, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, his whole body twitched, and his eyes stared blankly. He fell to the ground, and crystal liquid flowed out of his mouth constantly.

Mrs. Bian coughed angrily, her eyes were empty.

Eh?Why can't I seem to be able to breathe in air?

What should I do, Adair, are you...are you having sex with someone else...

How are you...fucking with someone else...we...we haven't...and...that person...he wants to harm you...I really want...to tell you...

"Hey, it's really boring."

The onlookers expressed dissatisfaction one after another, stood up and patted their buttocks.The boy turned his fist, looked disappointedly at Mrs. Bian who was lying on the ground twitching, and complained, "Why didn't you even return your hand..."

"Let's go, let's go, let's take half a day off for nothing..."

"Wait……"

A faint voice suddenly came from his feet, and the young man lowered his head curiously, and saw Mrs. Bian's hand holding the dagger slowly approaching his feet, as if every millimeter of movement was exhausted. The last strength of life.

Huh?Can you still move?The boy was surprised.

I don't know how long I persisted with perseverance, but the top of the seemingly clumsy and weak soil sword finally touched my instep lightly.Mrs. Bian tried her best to raise her head, only to find that a small flame the size of a sesame seed had ignited on the boy's instep, and it disappeared in an instant.It's like a little ant biting an elephant's foot with all its strength, but it didn't even leave a scar.

"Hahahaha! What was that just now!" The onlookers laughed and were out of breath.

"It's still a spiritual injection, my God! He's still a fucking rare breed! Hahahaha!"

"..."

What should I do... I can't beat him... I really want to see you...

Mrs. Bian moved her fingers helplessly, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her head to beg for mercy from the boy.

revive me...

Suddenly, a voice rang in his ears, and the short sword in his hand jumped suddenly, as if it had a heart.Mrs. Bian opened her eyes wide suddenly—the ominous one...

By the way, ominous... if, if...

The dagger in his hand began to glow red, and Mrs. Bian's eyes flashed red, and then the pain on her body gradually disappeared.

The young man was startled, seeing that something bad was about to happen, he immediately bent down quickly, grabbed Mrs. Bian by the collar, and threw him back far away, hitting the wall on the edge of the construction site, where all the people were avoided. worker's sight.

The wall cracked, and the boy quickly dodged, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Mrs. Bian, grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall.

"Enough." The boy's eyes sank, and he yelled in front of Mrs. Bian in a low voice, "I know what you are! If you let him out now, you will never see Adair again!"

In fact, Mrs. Bian had already woken up after being hit just now, and was looking at the boy dully at the moment, calling Adair's name vaguely in her mouth.

"You can stab me with your sword now, and you can go to see Adair." The young man pursed his lips, and squeezed Mrs. Bian's wrist holding the dagger, "Can you still lift it up, hand."

Mrs. Bian raised her wrist a few centimeters and looked at the boy helplessly.The boy sighed softly, and hit the sword with his belly, and flames instantly ignited on his belly.

"Ah!! Ah!!"

The boy rolled on the ground pretending to be in pain, screaming hoarsely.

The workers who were still stretching out their heads to watch the excitement heard the sound, and immediately ran forward, and saw the boy lying on the ground sweating profusely, with burnt marks on his stomach, and a faint smell, obviously fainted past.Mrs. Bian sat on the ground panting with her eyes blank. After a while, she couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

……

Opening her eyes again, Mrs. Bian dragged her exhausted body to get up, and saw the boy beside him looking at him with a smile.

"woke up?"

Mrs. Bian's pupils shrank, and she immediately stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, shaking it beggingly, "I won it..."

"Yes, yes, you can leave now." The boy raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Who are you, Adair?"

"Friend." There was a smile on his pale face, Mrs. Bian grinned, and blood flowed from between the chapped lips, and he frowned in pain.

"...isn't it as simple as a friend?" The young man frowned contemptuously, and then handed Mrs. Bian's backpack to him, "The castle of the Honor family is on the other side, you can walk along the main road to get there, don't bother Got caught."

Bian Tai nodded overjoyed, but found that there was still an iron ring around his neck, so he looked at the boy in distress, "Can't this be taken off?"

The boy shrugged, "Boss said he wouldn't pick it up for you, because you didn't do it for ten days."

"...Then I'm leaving." Mrs. Bian picked up the backpack and gave the young man a little salute. After all, thanks to this man, he was not beaten to death by the big man on the construction site, and his identity was not exposed.

Although his body is still very weak, the injuries on his body don't hurt much, and someone probably treated him.Mrs. Bian shook her backpack in relief and left the construction site.

He must find Adair without stopping.

The boy looked at Bian Taiyuan's figure and smiled gratifiedly.

That boy Adair, since when has someone cared about him so much...

"Oh fart king, welcome to play again!"

"That's right, next time we meet, I'm going to fart the fuck out of you! Hahahaha!"

"..."

Mrs. Bian looked at the big men who greeted and teased him on both sides, gritted her teeth, and left quickly.

Running and stopping along the main road, Mrs. Bian wrapped the iron chain dragged on the ground behind him around his neck so as not to hinder him from running.Finally, near evening, Mrs. Bian saw a magnificent castle.On the flag on the top of the castle, the words of the Ono family are written.

Is that right there...

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Mrs. Bian almost cried. Just when he thought he would see Adair soon, he was suddenly thrown to the ground by a force. Immediately afterwards, an evil voice sounded above his head. A disgusting smell of alcohol rose to his nostrils.

"Hi...beauty~hehe~hip...I like you...hip...sick beauty~hip..."

The drunk man touched Mrs. Bian's waist, Mrs. Bian immediately punched him in the face, then grabbed the iron chain around his neck with one hand, and hit the drunk man on the head hard, the drunk man screamed in pain , Taking advantage of the gap, Mrs. Bian scrambled to her feet and ran towards the castle.

The drunk man was stupefied by this blow, and of course he was even more angry. He pulled up his legs and started chasing him. When Mrs. Bian had already run to the gate of the castle, she threw him down, and the two began to wrestle on the ground.

The guards of the castle saw the two fighting at the door of their house and looked at each other. One of the guards immediately stepped forward to check, frowning, and felt a strong smell of alcohol rushing towards him.

"It seems like two drunks are fighting." The guard said to his companion.

The companion shook his head, "Drive them away, drive them away."

"I'm not a drunk..." Mrs. Bian raised her head and looked at the guard helplessly. His last strength was about to be exhausted. If he didn't see Adair again, he might be real...

The guard was stunned for a moment, startled by Mrs. Bian's hoarse voice, saw a slightly familiar iron ring hanging around his neck, and there were signs of injuries all over his body, he couldn't bear it immediately.

Stepping forward, he pulled the really drunk man away and threw it aside. The guard looked at Mrs. Bian's attire up and down, and asked in confusion, "You are a tough guy at the construction site? What are you doing here?"

"Look, help, can you find Adair..." Mrs. Bian struggled to say a few words as she scratched the iron ring around her neck in pain.

"Eh? Are you looking for the young master again?" The guard was taken aback, and waved to his companion, "Tell me, I'm looking for the young master."

The companion nodded at him, and immediately turned and walked into the castle.

"Are... are you okay?" The guard felt a little sad when he saw Mrs. Bian's weak and bruised appearance.

Bian looked at the guard gratefully, because it was a bit difficult to move his head, so he hugged it with his hands and turned it around twice.

"who is it……"

The familiar voice came to her ears suddenly, Mrs. Bian was overjoyed, her heart beat twice suddenly, she raised her head as if rescued, and met Adair's eyes without a trace of warmth.

"do not know."

"Ah?!" The guard blinked in surprise, and gave Mrs. Bian a look of pity—how pitiful...

Mrs. Bian's scalp was numb, and he felt that the heart that was still beating suddenly stopped suddenly, and his emotionless voice was more powerful than the fist that landed on him before. He stared blankly at Adair's back without hesitation, and moved moved his lips.

"Adair..."

There was a pause in the footsteps, the Adam's apple moved up and down with difficulty, and Adair's eye sockets were gradually enlarged by uncontrollable anger.

The voice of Mrs. Bian calling him just now made him feel as if his throat had been torn apart, and the hoarse voice was heard in his ears, which made his eardrums ache.

Seeing the guards leave Mrs. Bian, the drunk man stepped forward and pushed him to the ground as soon as he became drunk. When he found that the people under him did not resist, he tore off the clothes on his chest.However, in the next second, he felt that the clothes on his chest were also torn apart, along with his own chest, and he could clearly see his internal organs...

"what!!!--"

"you wanna die……"

Adair's lips trembled, and she appeared in front of the drunk in an instant, kicking his head 180 degrees. "Eh?" The drunk man blinked twice for no reason.

The two guards swallowed uncontrollably, called a few servants, and dragged the drunk man's body away.

Adair was helplessly busy with Mrs. Bian for a long time, not knowing what to do with him.

"Master, help him take off the thing on his neck first." The guard stood aside worriedly, "I just saw him pick this thing all the time..."

"Enn..." Adair licked his lips, carefully held up Mrs. Bian's head, and then looked at the guard in panic, "You, help him take it off..."

The guard said that the pressure was really great, but he could only bite the bullet.With a crisp sound, the iron ring stuck around Mrs. Bian's neck was removed, and Adair swallowed hard, looking at the bruised marks on the ring, her throat hurt.

"Who did this..."

The guard took a step back tremblingly, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it's a construction site for tough guys..."

"I hope this site is gone forever before dark."

"Yes Yes……"

The author has something to say:

_(:з"∠)_Xiao Bian is too strong!

Afterwards, it’s time for another sweet show of affection~~(≧▽≦)/~