Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

It was those little bean dings again.

"Brother, can you give me something to eat?"

"Big brother, do you have peanut butter today?"

"Big brother……"

Yuan Gun frowned slightly.If he thought they were pitiful and painful before, now he just thinks they are a group of annoying little devils who can't get enough!

"No." Yuan Gun resolutely staggered their small bodies, and very quickly stuffed all the protein lumps in his hand into his mouth.

Puffing out his cheeks, he chewed rough and hard a few times, and swallowed it whole.

The feeling of fullness slowly filled the empty stomach, and Yuan Gun let out a long sigh of relief.

Sweeping his eyes at the children who were standing still, all of them raised their heads, their mouths were slightly opened in shock, as if they didn't expect that the handsome big brother in front of him could have such a big abyss mouth.

There were obviously still a lot of protein lumps left, and they rushed over after seeing clearly from a distance.

One of the children was so wronged that he cried: What should I do? If I can't get food, I won't be able to report to my father when I go back.

Dad will kick him, and his stomach will hurt again, woo woo woo.

It's all the big brother's fault, who is so much stronger and older than himself, but he has to idle around to grab the limited relief resources in the base.

Dad said that people like this don't have to worry about food and drink, but they have a bad heart and come here deliberately to share the food that belongs to them. In fact, they don't eat it at all, and feed it to the dogs behind their backs.

How could there be such bad people in the world!

The child's eyes widened, and he found the figure of the 'bad brother' through the hazy mist of tears, and rushed over like a calf, waving his small fists and constantly beating his legs: "Why did you snatch my egg whites, woo woo woo, I I’m going to starve to death! Bad guy! Brother big bad guy!!”

His voice was high-pitched and bright enough to attract the attention of everyone at the table.

Yuan Gun really didn't want to get into trouble.He has a stern expression, and he is ready to go around the naughty children with his long legs.

Seeing this, the little Doudings around rushed to the ground and shouted skillfully; "He beat the child, he beat the child!!!"

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of the city defense army. They surrounded them with guns in their hands. Seeing that it was the young man who had encouraged the Patriarch to execute the former chief, they settled the old and new grudges together, and even killed Yuan Gun without asking about the situation. The crime is fixed: "It is forbidden to bully the weak in the base. Once found, beheaded for public display!"

"Which eye of yours saw me beating a child?" Yuan Gun stared in disbelief at the chief of the city defense army standing in front of him. It was the young man. On the day the former chief was executed, he was still the deputy chief. After the chief died, He was promoted immediately.

The young man's handsome face was full of flamboyant hostility. He sneered and pointed to the surrounding crowd: "I didn't see it, but they all saw it! There are so many witnesses present, why do you want to argue?!"

Yuan Gun rolled his eyes and followed the faces of the crowd with disappointment, indifference, sarcasm, and gloating.

They whispered to each other, they all looked like they were watching the show, even though they were very clear about what happened just now, and they didn't intend to stand up and clarify for an irrelevant person, some things were not as clear as they appeared on the surface Simple.The two clearly had a personal vendetta.

If they offend the chief of the city defense army, they will not be able to live well in this base.

People are selfish, and the survivors who have been immersed in the cruel environment of the last days for a long time have brought this humanity to the extreme.

A man of justice?

That is a species rarer than Jurassic dinosaurs.It can never be present.

The young chief raised his hand, and a man with a big knife stepped forward, his arms were almost as thick as Yuan Gun's waist.

"He's dead."

"No one has ever escaped the executioner's sword alive!"

The man is a power-type supernatural being, and he is as heavy as Mount Tai when he cut it with a knife. Even if he doesn't rely on the blade, he can crush a person into a meatloaf with light pressure.

The bloodthirsty oppressive feeling in his body will make those who face him uncontrollably shy and timid, thus losing the will to fight and waiting to die.

The crowd of onlookers cast their last sympathy on this hapless young man, and some people consciously and conscientiously suggested: "Hurry up, don't give him too much pain."

Another good person who died unjustly, but for them, it was just a thrilling dish in the boring days of the last days.

After admiring and eating, sleep and digest.Does not affect anyone present.

Every step the man with the big knife took was shaking the ground. He walked up to the standing young man, thinking that he was frightened and stupid like those useless people in the past.

Stretching his neck, he took out from his pocket the whiskey that he had treasured for more than half a year and was not willing to drink it. He poured it into his mouth, held it in his mouth, and sprayed all the whiskey on the raised knife.

"Don't be afraid of the child, just close your eyes and it will pass easily." The man's voice was also rough, and he laughed loudly: "Go to hell and repent for your mistakes!"

Yuan Gun clenched his fists slowly, and asked calmly, "What's my fault?"

"I shouldn't have killed the boss." The man raised the knife, and the smile on his face gradually became ferocious: "So, go down and accompany him!"

The heavy knife in his hand skimmed the sun, and slashed at the young man in the reflected light.

The crowd exclaimed, eyes closed, heads turned, eyes widened, they were waiting for the bloody scene to pass or happen.

Only Yuan Gun raised his hand to meet the heavy blade calmly.

[Empty hand catches the sword]!These big words flashed in the mind of the survivor who opened his eyes: Is he crazy? !

Don't want your hands anymore? !

However, in the next second, the sound of fighting was crisp, and the sharp diamond claws came forward with stronger white blade light, piercing the man's wrist first.He pursed his lips, determination flashed in his dark pupils, facing the distorted face of the big man, he tried to persuade him every word: "You'd better put away the knife."

The big man was panting in pain, but his eyes were full of determination: "I will chop you off!" He stretched out his other hand to snatch the knife, and while everyone was stunned, he persistently slashed at the young man. .

It seems that it can't be good!

Yuan Gun held his breath, raised the other vajra claw and cut across it in one go.The sound of the blade cutting the skin and cutting the bone was extremely creepy.

When everyone came back to their senses, the executioner, who was as terrifying as hell in their eyes, was already rolling on the ground, howling, holding his severed hand.

But standing opposite the big man, the young man who was 'certainly to die' stood unscathed, his chest heaved violently, obviously he was a little stimulated, Hei Suosuo's eyes were fixed on the big man, and he didn't even care about the general The supernatural weapon that he committed the murder took back.

The tips of those two vajra claws almost touched the ground, blood drops kept sliding down the white blades, and finally condensed into a small puddle of blood on the edge of his shoe.

His complexion was very ugly, until the young chief of the city defense army called the medical staff and carried away the miserable man with the severed arm, then he recovered a little bit.

But there was still some dazed look in his eyes.

"Are you a supernatural being?"

A voice brought him back to his senses.

Yuan Gun raised his eyes and met the gaze of the young chief executive. He found that the hostility in the other party's eyes had miraculously faded, replaced by inquiry and doubt.

——This world is so cruel, people impose harsh moral standards on the weak, but respect and unlimited tolerance for the strong.

So, does the Patriarch know the true strength of this person?

If you know, keeping such a powerful guy who is absolutely not weak by your side, is it... the bottom card, the back hand?

A newly appointed chief executive with active thinking has a big brain hole, and gradually starts to conspiratorial theories:

So, it was the Patriarch who suspected that the city defense army had a different heart, so he ordered the execution of the former chief in public because of a trivial incident, as a warning to others?

So why was he kicked out? !

The more the young chief thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. The hairs on his head and neck stood on end, the skin on the back of his neck became tight, his expression panicked, and he gradually felt uneasy standing up.

Could it be...to test his loyalty, to see if he was facing the former chief or the Patriarch?

And his performance today - too bad!

He didn't bother to explore Yuan Gun any more, and left with people as hurriedly as when he came.

The wind blew past the man's back, soaking the cold sweat on his back.

The good show is over, and order is restored at the meal receiving place.

Yuan Gun put away the Vajra Claws, he turned sideways, held the collar of the little Douding who had just touched Ci with his hands still stained with blood, lifted him up, and said with a serious face: "Next time you see me, remember to take a detour!" , did you hear that?!"

The young man uttered the last three words so loudly that the child was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"I see, big brother, I was wrong, woo woo woo please forgive me!!"

Tears covered the child's dirty face, leaving streaks of mud.

It's a pity that this time, it can no longer arouse the slightest pity in Yuan Gun's heart.

He just felt noisy.

Let go of the hand, and the child nimbly rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, and quickly ran to the corner of the street like a dusty mouse, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Gun raised his hand and scratched his hair, feeling bored and frustrated with the status quo for the first time.

The sticky blood on the back of his hand made him feel powerless even more.

Do you have to learn to be a violent, cold-blooded and ruthless person if you want to survive in this world?

Yuan Gun felt that it was impossible. This violated the nine-year compulsory ideological and moral education he had received, and violated his original intention when he came to this world.

I promised to live happily, but if I become that kind of person, can I still have happiness?

Yuan Gun couldn't imagine it.

On the way back, Number Five quickly caught up with him.

"Get lost~ I think you should have a good chat with the young master."

Yuan Gun's footsteps paused, and he lowered his head and stared at his toes for a long while before responding vaguely: "I know."

Number five sighed: "No matter what you do, the young master will always protect you, don't be afraid, there is nothing you can't get over with him."

Yuan Gun rubbed his nose and continued to nod.

No. [-] patted him on the shoulder: "Then why are you standing there stupidly, go back."

Yuan Gun raised his foot and continued to walk forward.

"Hey, the direction is wrong!" No. [-] turned him in the direction, pointing to the direction of the Patriarch's Mansion: "Stupid, that's your home."

Yuan Gun's ears turned red instantly.

His eye sockets were also hot, and he took a breath in shame.

No. [-] comforted: "The young master never blamed you."

Yuan Gun pursed his lips and kept nodding his head, a golden bean sprouted on his face.

"Hey? Why are you still crying!"

Yuan Gun began to shake his head again. He raised his arm and roughly wiped his tears with his sleeve: "The desert is in my eyes."

Number Five chuckled.

After Yuan Gun finished speaking, he also laughed.

After stabilizing his mood, he turned his head and assured No. [-]: "I won't be so willful in doing things in the future."

"This is the best." No. [-] old woman patted the young man on the back: "Get out, a man is not allowed to cry in front of the young master in the future." The young master will feel distressed.

Yuan Gun: "Okay." He didn't like to express his emotions with tears before, because he knew that no one would feel sorry for him, but since he came to this world, he suddenly became hypocritical.

Maybe it was really because of encountering Yanyan.

In this world, he is the only one who can indulge his hypocrisy.

On the way, Yuan Gun suddenly asked No. [-]: "What is the relationship between the current chief and the former chief?"

"Oh, you said Lei Temple, it doesn't matter, at most it's a favor of promotion, they usually don't get close."

Yuan Gun: "No wonder." The hostility comes and goes quickly.

When he arrived at the place, Yuan Gun saw Lei Si kneeling at the gate of the mansion, walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

The young chief raised his head and saw him, his eyes were filled with remorse, thinking that the Patriarch really was pretending to drive away the young man to test the loyalty of the city defense army.

"The Patriarch refuses to see me." Lei Si frowned deeply: "Please help me tell the Patriarch that Lei Si has no second thoughts about him!"

Yuan Gun: "No problem."

"Thank you." Lei Si lowered his head again and continued to kneel still.

Yuan Gun walked over and said to the two guards guarding the gate, "I want to take him in." He pointed to the chief of the city defense army not far behind him.

The two men glanced in the direction of his fingers, pushed open the door without thinking, and stepped aside: "Please."

Yuan Gun turned his head and met Lei Si's shocked eyes, he smiled: "Do you still want to kneel down?"

No. [-] nodded in relief: Roll has grown up and knows how to win over people.

Lei Si looked hesitant: "The Patriarch will be angry."

"No." Yuan Gun patted the back of his head: "Yanyan has a good temper." She doesn't get angry easily.

Lei Si: Why don't I believe it... This guy is not trying to cheat him, is he? !

Yuan Gun waited for a while, saw that he was still kneeling there motionless, clicked his tongue, walked over and grabbed the man up: "What kind of mother-in-law are you!"

The young chief of the city defense army was dragged staggeringly, almost jumping on him.

Fortunately, the fifth gang next to him gave him a hand.

Lei Si secretly let out a sigh of relief, adjusted his clothes, and returned to his usual high-spirited appearance.

He followed Yuan Gun, looking at the gentle and harmless young man walking in front, but what he recalled in his mind was the bloody scene of the other party cutting off the hand of 'Ghost Judge' Taita with a serious face.

Another ruthless character who does not show his true nature.

But since he can get the sole favor of the Patriarch, there must be something powerful about him.

Such a person, try not to offend if you can.

"The previous thing was a misunderstanding, I hope you don't take it to heart."

Lei Si is capable, young, flexible and unambiguous when it comes to apologizing.

He is also following the hero of the chosen son, with a bright future.

Compared with Zhou Huai, an old fried dough stick, and Ji Ming, who often has convulsions and shocking words, Yuan Gun actually admires Lei Si more straightforwardly, and is more willing to associate with him.

Yuan Gun stopped at the door of the study: "I'm not that small."

Lei Si finally felt relieved.

After waiting for a while, the young man still stood there and refused to go in.

Lei Si:? ? ?

Yuan Gun scratched the back of his head: "You go first." He was a little nervous, even though No. [-] had enlightened himself in advance and given enough reassurance, he was still not as relaxed as before.

Lei Si who was standing next to him also couldn't understand it - the young man was clearly unrestrained and calm just a moment ago, why did he suddenly become cramped and reserved now?

"Stop staring blankly." Yuan Gun reached out and knocked on the door, then quickly retreated behind the confused Lei Si, trying to calm down the beating heart in his chest.

He was very conflicted, he wanted to see Yanyan, but was afraid of seeing Yanyan at the same time.

"Come in."

Familiar voice, as pleasant as usual.

Lei Si walked in calmly, "Patriarch."

Ruan Yan was looking at the large map on the table, and said without raising her head, "Go and arrange the travel arrangements, we will start tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Lei Si frowned: "Patriarch, why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?"

"No rush," Ruan Yan sucked on half a cigarette between her fingers, and drew a few small circles on the map with a red marker in her other hand: "These places are the strongholds of monsters. Each team should memorize it, and try to avoid it when searching for supplies." His voice was still faint, without any emotional ups and downs.

"Yes." Lei Si quickly stepped forward and respectfully took the map handed over by the man.

Yuan Gun also walked over curiously to take a look.

Unexpectedly, Lei Si was like hiding a secret, so he folded it into a small cube and stuffed it into his inner pocket, his movements almost became a bolt of lightning.

Ruan Yan's eyes turned to Yuan Gun's body, and he pulled his lips lightly. He put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, took out another tissue and wiped his fingers, "Come here."

Yuan Gun knew he was calling him.

Slowly dawdling towards the past.

The door of the room was closed by Lei Si who left, isolating everything from the outside world.

The man's warm fingers touched the hair on the back of his head, and his beautiful golden eyes looked at him bit by bit.Don't speak, just keep looking at him.

Yuan Gun's face became more and more red, maybe the two were too close, and he couldn't help but recall the previous "taking advantage of others' stealthy kiss".His eyes also slipped to the man's lips, which were fragrant and had an intoxicating taste like wine.

Yuan Gun couldn't help swallowing.

Gudong, Gudong, embarrassingly loud.

In the line of sight, the lips were getting closer and closer, and Yuan Gun's eyes were in a trance. When the breaths of the two were about to intertwine, his dark eyes suddenly became clear, and he took a big step back suddenly, because Too hastily, the back of the back slammed into the edge of the table with a bang, and the wide solid wooden table was even moved back several centimeters.

Yuan Gun didn't care about the skin pain on his lower back, his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he was so brazen as to play a hooligan in front of Yan Yan, who was sober.

But in fact, it was Ruan Yan who approached just now, and it was Ruan Yan who wanted to kiss him.

"I'm sorry." The young man was still blaming himself, lowering his head, too ashamed to meet Ruan Yan's gaze,

The man's pale gold pupils instantly darkened, turning into a dull dark gold. He lightly lowered his eyelashes, and made a self-deprecating arc at the corner of his mouth.

Just now, Yuan Gun's subconscious avoidance reaction was enough to make him, who was 'wishful', very sad.

"Sit." Ruan Yan acted calm enough, calmly returned to her seat, calmly took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and bit it into her mouth.

He turned on the lighter, then turned it off again, as if he was worried about something, he didn't ignite it for a long time.

Pat, clack, and repeat.

Yuan Gun straightened the crooked table with trembling hands, and sat on the guest chair opposite Ruan Yan. After a long silence, he mustered up the courage to raise his head, trying to defend himself: "I didn't do it on purpose, I..."

He wanted to say that he didn't mean to belittle men, he just couldn't help it...

It's a pity that when Ruan Yan heard these words, it had another meaning.

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