Doomsday Bandits and Tramps

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Xiu has been living a wandering life. He has been to countless cities and villages where human beings survived, and met all kinds of people, but he has never seen such a loud, narcissistic, and shameless guy!

From just now to now, even if he tightened his grip on the ice pick, he couldn't stop the bandit from talking endlessly. Even if he didn't answer his questions, he could ask and answer his own questions, talking endlessly!

"Don't talk? Oh, I understand," Seth nodded understandingly, and said to himself, "You don't like women? What about men? Have you ever hugged a man? Or, do you like being... .”

"Are you fucking reincarnated as a fly or as a mosquito! You can't force the crickets in the haystacks! The cicadas on the trees will bite their tongues and kill themselves when they see you! People rob with their hands, but you rob with their mouths!"

Xiu was forced intolerable by him, and after a burst of artillery fire, Seth froze for a moment, and laughed even more happily.

"Hey, the little mouth is quite sharp, did it poke your pain?" Seth laughed continuously, "Seeing that you can't fart for a long time, I still think you are a little stutterer."

Xiu's face darkened, regretting not freezing his mouth shut.

"Since we can communicate, can we sit down and talk first, there is no need to die, right?" Seth said, "Besides, you are still leaning on my lap, my leg is really fast Numb."

Xiu's face was full of impatience, but the killing intent in his eyes subsided a lot, and his eyes were no longer so fierce.

So, Seth put down the dagger first, and slowly raised his hands: "Is this enough sincerity?"

Xiu had no intention of taking his life. Although he didn't know the purpose of the red-tailed scorpion, he did save him. Not only did he not trap his hands and feet, but he also bandaged him...

After hesitating for a moment, Xiu withdrew his ability.

But the moment the red-tailed scorpion regained its freedom, Xiu keenly caught a glint of fierceness in his eyes, and he threw himself at the red-tailed scorpion, condensed the ice pick against his throat, kicked the dagger away with his toe, and killed the man. Death is under the pressure.

"It seems that you are not trustworthy."

"Pfft, hahaha," Seth turned his back to the sky and raised his hands helplessly, "Surrender, this time I really surrendered."

"Hmph, I thought the red-tailed scorpion was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be just a coward..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand holding the ice pick was thrown outward by a force, and his whole body was flipped in the opposite direction and hit the ground heavily, his hands were clasped backwards and imprisoned, and the weight from his back made him unable to move.

"Let go! You bastard! Let me go!"

"Hey, baby, your reaction is good, but your attention is almost lacking."

Seth pressed on Xiu, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the restraints. The more the people under him yelled and cursed, the more proud he was.

"Baby, don't move around, if you keep rubbing like this, brother will react."

Seth chuckled, and pressed it against Xiu's ear, watching his ears turn red in circles.

"If you want to experience the feeling of being hugged before you die, brother can reluctantly fulfill your wish. If you make me feel comfortable, maybe...it hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Xiuchu gasped, and turned his head to stare at the deformed red-tailed scorpion in pain: "How is it, are you comfortable now?"

"Brother, big brother, I surrender, I admit defeat, I am a villain, I am despicable, your lord has a lot, please forgive me, I will definitely do a good job for you, your great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten!"

Xiu snorted coldly and let go.

Seth clutched his brother in embarrassment, curled up and rolled on the ground, with a thousand regrets and ten thousand resentments in his heart: Damn, this kid has too dark hands, I made a joke to him, he almost crippled me, early If you know, you won't save him!

Seth stared at Xiu with resentment. He had never been deflated for so many years, but he didn't expect that he fell into the hands of the same homeless man twice today, and was choked to death. If this should be spread, what about the red-tailed scorpion? There is still a face to meet people.

"What you say is what you say," Xiu picked up Seth's dagger, squatted beside him and said, "Now is the time for you to repay your favor."

"You, what do you want?" Seth tried to get up, but Xiu used all his strength, and he was so weak up to now that he could only lie on the ground and let others slaughter him, "First, let's talk first, I It’s not about selling yourself.”

"Hey, don't think that everyone is as full of yellow waste as you are."

"What is yellow waste, I am yearning for beautiful things, it is human nature."

"It's the first time I've heard someone talk about lust in such a serious way."

"How is this lecherous, listen to me tell you..."

Seth raised his head, and the sharp blade fell, directly piercing only a few centimeters away from his eyes, he could feel the wind passing by his eyelids, any closer he would say goodbye to this world.

"You, you say, I shut up, I shut up."

Xiu snorted coldly, pulled out the dagger, looked it over carefully, and then patted him on the face with the blade: "I'm looking for a man named Luo Dan, do you know where he is?"

"Rodin, I..."

"Who is looking for me?"

The two turned their heads, and there was a black and thin old man with a hunched back standing at the door, squinting, looking at them inexplicably, and then smiled meaningfully: "So you like this kind of tune, Seth, you are a m ?”

"I, he..." Seth couldn't argue, lying on the ground in pain.

"Hehehe, no need to explain, the famous red-tailed scorpion is a m in private, no one will say such a thing~~~"

"Hey, stop, old man!"

"Hey, then you guys are busy first, remember to come down to eat when you're done," Rodin ignored Seth's growl, and specially asked before closing the door, "Oh, by the way, keep your movements down when you do things. This looks solid, but it's actually It's a dangerous building, be careful not to collapse."

Rodin added emphasis to "Slower the movement", and almost shouted into Seth's ear with a megaphone, the corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears, and he left with a snigger.

Xiu turned to chase after him, but when the old man said it was a dangerous building, he suddenly felt that he was walking on thin ice, afraid that his foot would make a hole.

"wait wait wait!"

Just as Xiu chased him out, the old man stood by the patio, the iron ring around his waist was buckled on the iron chain, and he slid down the patio.

Xiu secretly cursed, and a vigorous figure shuttled through the stairwell, but the stairs stopped abruptly on the third floor. He hurriedly looked for the figure of the old man, and saw a small black figure going away in the night.

Xiu Lingkong raised his hand to condense an ice ladder, and slid all the way to the ground. The old man disappeared, and all he could see was rubble, broken walls, and ruins.

He lost it.

"Hold!"

Xiu ran towards the direction where the old man left last, and chased him to an abandoned building complex.

The terrain of the building complex is from low to high, and they are basically two-story buildings, some with three or four floors. Get dizzy around.

Living in this kind of place is to guard against strangers, not strange beasts. The old man deliberately hides his tracks, and it is impossible to find his whereabouts for a while.

Xiu was panting, sweating all over his body, which made him a little irritable, thinking about the solution in his mind: "Go back and ask that bandit?"

He turned his head, and the night was shrouded in a towering building on the ground, nearly [-] meters high, with a few rusted steel frames hanging from the edge of the outer wall, and the tiles and glass on the outside of the wall were shattered and clean. Years of rainwater erosion and wind erosion stains hung all over the corners of the outer building. The roof was hollow and soaked in black.

"Going back now, I guess people have already run away."

The hot sweat subsided, and the evening wind blew a little cool, Xiu unconsciously hugged his arms, and his stomach rumbled in cooperation.

He is cold, thirsty, hungry, and even hangs the lottery. These things are nothing in the last days, but it will definitely not work if you search for them without thinking. , fortunately, I don't bring much.

Before entering the dark alley, Xiu found a place to hide the motorcycle, but he had no food and water, and he couldn't go there again after making a fuss in the dark alley, so he had to find a place to survive the night before making any plans.

With the help of the moon, Xiu barely figured out the direction and walked out of the building complex.

The wind blew suddenly.

Besides the dry coolness, Xiu vaguely smelled a faint fragrance.

The smell of meat.

He stopped, stretched his neck to search for the tantalizing aroma in the wind, and unknowingly came to a three-story hut, and the white water vapor containing the smell of meat slowly dissipated from the roof of the hut.

He swallowed and knocked on the door, and an old man's voice came from upstairs.

"Come up when you come, the soup will be cold if you grind it again."

The voice said so, but the door on the first floor was closed, and there was no sign of opening it.

Xiu walked around the hut, took advantage of several footholds on the outer wall, ran up to the third floor, turned over and landed on a platform.

"It's pretty quick, and it's over."

With his back to Xiu, the old man stirred the spoon in front of the pot, and the aroma came out of the pot, which made Xiu's stomach growl again.

"Work first, then eat," the old man scooped up a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and said with a mouthful of his mouth, "the green onions planted by the roof, pick some and chop them up for me, and the green section will do. Pick me up by the roots."

onion?

Where are the onions?

Xiu looked around, and found a trampled green onion under his feet...

"Pick a green onion and grind it like this, do you still want to... oh, it's you?"

Luo Dan looked at Xiu, and then at the trampled onion under his feet, frowning slightly: "Let me ridge the soil well, the roots can still grow if buried in the soil, and the leaves on them can be picked off and washed clean."

"okay."

According to the old man's instructions, Xiu dug up the mound, buried the roots, and then picked off the parts that were not trampled and handed them to the old man.

"Wash clean."

The old man pointed to the side, and there was a faucet in the corner: "That's filtered rainwater, if you want to drink it, please feel free."

Xiu licked his lips.

He was very thirsty, but the simple filtered rainwater gave him a stomachache.He had no choice but to endure washing the onions, crushing them and handing them to the old man.

"Throw it in the pot, why do you give it to me?"

Follow the instructions, throw the chopped green onion into the broth, and the aroma from the pot becomes richer and more enticing.

Xiu pressed the glutton in his stomach, and forcibly shifted his gaze from the broth to the old man: "Excuse me, are you Luo Dan?"

"eat first."

The old man put the lid on the pot, and carried the pot together with the pot to the low table in the center of the roof: "Why are you standing there so stupidly?"

"Ah," Xiu pointed to himself, "are you calling me?"

Luo Dan sat cross-legged in front of the table, and filled a bowl full of meat while talking: "One more you is not too much, one less you is not much, if you don't eat, you won't even be able to drink soup later."

"Anyone else?"

In the next second, a figure turned up the stairs from where he was just now, and trampled the pile of soil to pieces.