"If you die, I will send Xiaohua to an orphanage."

"That's not possible!"

Song He suddenly became excited.

"My father said the food in the orphanage was not good and there were no new clothes."

"Furthermore, she grew up in this kind of environment. It is difficult for her to play with other children. If she is excluded..."

When it comes to Xiaohua, this man who has always been tolerant and steady suddenly becomes verbose.

"Tsk."

Wang Jin seemed a little impatient. He waved his hand to interrupt Song He's words, and pointed at Hu Xiaobei, who was slowly landing.

She was resenting Wang Jin for throwing her out, so she turned into a white-haired young girl and came closer eagerly.

If you beat an idiot like this, he rarely fights back.

While I was thinking excitedly, something suddenly fluttered in front of me.

"The little girl who fell into my hands didn't have enough to eat or wear, and she had to do hard labor all day long."

The young man threw the backpack to Hu Xiaobei. The latter looked puzzled, but still took it in his hand, swaying under the weight.

"Du"...what is the situation?

Song He suddenly felt a little confused.

Judging from this, there are quite a few little girls around Wang Jin.

Said to be a human trafficker...it's not the same, but somewhat similar to Hongshan.

What do people in the city think of calling this Luo?

It's not a good thing anyway.

"So, you have to live well."

Wang Jin smiled and patted Song He, using a very small amount of Green God's breath to make him feel better.

"Um…"

Song He thought for a long time and nodded heavily.

The desire to survive has never been stronger.

He went out on crutches and was going to look for bamboo rafts by the river.

Wang Jinze began to look through his backpack and make the final arrangements for his equipment.

"Oh my God! What the hell?"

Just a few seconds later, Song He's exclamation came from the door.

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and rushed over with a shotgun.

The two figures buried on the ground looked pale and motionless.

The playboy's eyes were dull and his entire chin was missing.

Su Xi lowered her head because her hair, which was stuck to the inhibitor, was messy and stuck to her face.

If you didn't look carefully, you'd think it was dead.

"Tsk... wake up."

Wang Jin curled his lips and raised his foot to kick the bottle between the two of them.

"Don't!"

Xi Chi suddenly raised his head, like a zombie coming back to life.

"What's going on?"

Wang Jin bent down to pick up the bottle and asked.

After a long illness, he became a doctor, and he was very professional in examining injuries.

Su Xi overused her power and was almost soaked in pollution.

The drama idiot just changes his appearance to make himself look like a corpse that died tragically.

Of course, they definitely didn't do it just for fun.

"Ahem...can you let me out first?"

Xi Chi coughed twice and spoke weakly.

Wang Jin did not refuse, not only dug them out of the ground, but also got them some food.

"I almost fell down...it's so good to be alive."

Xi Chi shook the dirt on his body, his voice full of joy of surviving the catastrophe.

"I advise you to go and see the ancestral hall. The screams over there last night were so miserable."

The little fox nodded and jumped into the air.

"explain."

Wang Jin poured wine into Su Xi's mouth and asked.

"call…"

The drama fanatic nodded and began to adjust his mood.

After a long time, he spoke again.

"Yesterday...probably in the middle of the night, something came to pick off someone's head."

"It's not small, like a long-haired animal."

"It was very neat. I saw it carrying a bunch of rattling things and leaving the ancestral hall with my own eyes."

"Pick someone's head off..."

Wang Jin thought about this sentence.

"That's right, just pick it."

The drama fanatic nodded and kept making movements with his hands.

Hold it down with your left hand, and use something with your right hand to draw a circle around your neck.

Then pull hard.

Wang Jin frowned.

He is proficient in anatomy and often cuts off people's heads.

So Wang Jin knows that the connection between the spine and the body is actually stronger than imagined.

This kind of forceful pulling requires a lot of force, and the spine and internal organs will be pulled out.

This reminded Wang Jin of a baby-headed cross.

"It's scary, isn't it?"

Xi Chi gasped, looking like a victim.

It's really not an act.

If you come across something like that, you won't even look at it.

He is a fierce man who can fight dozens of people, so how could he be afraid of a long-haired beast?

But last night, he was buried in the soil by Wang Jin.

It's not that you can't escape, it's just that you have to face the ruthless characters in the mud.

So the playboy can only hope that thing can't see him.

Thanks to Su Xi's illusion ability, their heads are still there.

Unfortunately, Su Xi, who was gradually contaminated, began to struggle manically and almost knocked over the bottle several times.

The whole night, the drama fanatic was worried and comforting Su Xi, saying all the good things he could think of in his life.

At the same time, I also pray that the bottle will not fall over, lest we both end up dead.

Very tired, exhausted to death.

The dead face of Xi Ji is not only affected by his abilities, but his expressions and demeanor are all reflections of his heart.

"It's hard on you."

Wang Jin patted the showman on the shoulder.

Judging from his demeanor, he was indeed not lying.

Su Xi, who barely woke up, also held her head and kept whispering.

It's not much different from the state that the playboy said.
To be continued...