The crowds have gone away, but the old living room has been ruined, and the mess is a mess. The ground is full of people, and the walls and floors are covered with sticky and disgusting meat. The pale bones, the air is full of pungent **** smell...

"Da, Dadong, are you okay?"

Ming Jiali quickly squatted down and looked at Dadongge’s injury, but saw a huge wound in his lower abdomen. There were two large fingers, very deep, apparently the knife was completely stabbed when he was just smashed. Go in...

Dadongge is a strong man of one meter and nine. He is a human being. If he is usually stumbled, there will be no danger to his life. However, since the end of the world, he has not eaten three meals, malnutrition, and his physical fitness has already declined a lot. Adding to these two days, I was hungry, and my stomach was out of my troubles. Now he is dying, and now he is taken to the stomach...

"Cough... you, you are the inheritor..."

Dadongge’s mouth continued to flow out of blood. His eyes widened to the limit, his body was still squatting, and he caught the sleeves of Mingli’s strength. He used all his strength to hoarse and said:

"I, I can't do it, but I hope you can help me one thing..."

"Don't, don't talk, the second fool uses the sincerity to help you treat it. Although I haven't tried to help people heal, but the second stupid sees the master of Haishu used..."

Ming Jiali hurriedly pressed his palm to the abdomen of Dadong, and constantly input him with infuriating power. However, regardless of the use, the infuriating input of Ming Mingli was too fierce, not only could not protect the heart of Dadong. Instead, it accelerated the death of Dadong!

"I can't do it anymore... promise me. Please promise me, after I die, help take care of my wife and children, at least... at least let the mother and son not hungry, can you? I will make a cow for you in the next life. Do the horse compensation..."

Every time Dadong Ge said a word, it seems to have exhausted all the strength, Ming Ming is almost eager to cry out. He wants to help this man, but he can't help...

"The second stupid will help... The second stupid will let Master Haishu help to apply for relief food..."

"Thank you, thank you again..."

Dadong brother whispered. There is a gratifying smile on his face. It is a kind of relief without regret. He can entrust his wife and children to a powerful inheritor before he dies. Want to come to your wife and children can not be bullied and not hungry, right?

The vitality, completely dissipated from the body of this middle-aged man, he also slowly closed his eyes and swallowed thoroughly.

The group of injured refugees were crying and robbing the ground, holding the body of Dadong and crying. At this moment, the baby’s cries were heard in the partial room, which seemed to be playing for the death of his father. Sorrowful...

Ming Jiali stood up and swallowed a bitter saliva, feeling the deep sorrow for the first time.

He looked around. I saw a few bodies lying on the ground. Yes, in the melee, there were several men with yellow skinny skins who were smashed and smashed...

These are the faults of Mingli!

If not he is nosy. I ran to give this family a fish soup, but how could it be because of the smell of fish soup?

If he has ideological consciousness, when the two sides start their shopping, they will suppress the group of rogues with a tough attitude... Those refugees will not be killed, and Dadongge can be a good father. Take care of his wife and children!

In an instant, Ming Jiali has a sense of guilt...

busy body. Sure enough, it is harming others. However, if you let this group of people leave, they will not be starved to death because of lack of food. Then, is it right or wrong? Who can tell me the answer?

"Sorrowful dog! You killed Dongge, I want you to pay for it!"

"Can he afford the life of Dong Ge, can he afford the lives of the brothers? If he kills him, he will not be able to solve his hate. I want to eat his meat, drink his blood, pump his muscles, peel his skin. !"

"There are so many cockroaches, yell at him, go to hell!"

After a little mourning for the death of Dadong and his companions, the remaining refugees hated the heart, and a pair of hateful eyes stared at the lingering dog, and his two wrists were unnatural. Distorted, red and swollen, apparently broken bones.

The sorrowful dog had an incredible perseverance. It was very painful and painful. The broken bones in the district couldn’t be anything. However, just a little bit of the force of Ming’s strength suddenly broke into his body, and it was like a rogue knife that ravaged his meridians and hurt him. Rolling over the ground, tears and rain.

A group of refugees, lifted the stool, picked up the knife, picked up the iron column, and greeted the dog with mercy, and screamed at the dog, like a white mouse thrown into the oil pan. Struggling with the ground, then several refugees even intensified their efforts to pick up the hamstrings of the dog, and dug his eyes, and stuffed the two red, white and black disgusting eyes into the dog’s mouth. The dog is not willing to eat, and the refugees use a knife to cut off the dog's lips and tongue!

Cruel?

Not cruel!

Such a torment is nothing to do with the sinister and full of sorrowful dogs. How many people have been killed, killed, killed and killed by their mourning dogs. Do their souls feel a relief in hell?

Ming Jiali looked at the sidelines.

He squirmed his lips and subconsciously wanted to stop... But as soon as he reached his throat, he forced the impulse.

Can't help the scum of the dog...

Ming Jiali subconsciously does not like the dog, the gangster of the nose, although the dog is also a human, but the heart of the dog has been sold to the devil, he will only harm more innocent people. Let thousands of refugees die better than death!

Yes, even the babies are not let go, even the food that others have saved must be robbed, even the blood of the poor people who are hungry and skinny must be put... This kind of person, the death is not enough!

Ming Jiali suddenly felt that this group of refugees was even worse than they thought. It is a miracle that they can live to the present. .

There are too many people in this world who are so mad at the death of a dog... Ming Jiali can keep this house today, so tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? There are millions of refugees in Yucheng. How can he protect him?

Ming Jiali felt a headache. He envied the time when he was confused... because at that time, he was stupid all day, his mind was blank, and only a smirk was enough every day, and he would not be bothered by any external factors.

"The master of Haishu said that the lower-level compatriots in Yucheng were all properly placed... Now that the two stupid people saw it, it was such a tragic situation. They couldn’t eat enough, they were not warmed, and they were bullied every day... If the second stupid can If you become smart, you can manage the city. If the second stupid is strong enough, you can defeat all the bugs. If the second fool can save everyone..."

At this moment, Ming Jiali felt deeply weak, but there was more power. He had the goal and pursuit for the first time, that is, to end this **** end!

The newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger. Ming Jiali did not consider the feasibility and difficulty of this goal. He simply wanted to realize this ideal... Perhaps he should not pursue a fool, but at least he can do it for the city. A thin force.

After half an hour...

The dog has been smashed into meat sauce, and the mood of the refugees has stabilized slightly. The aunts and grandchildren who have been hiding have also sneaked out of the room. The living room with the flesh and blood is also slightly cleaned. It’s just that the blood on the wall on the floor can’t be cleaned up...

The mother had already fainted and she could not accept the fact that her husband died.

The baby is also crying tired, falling asleep peacefully, it is carefree, and has not officially confronted this cruel world...

"Two or two stupids have to go back..."

Ming Jiali stunned against a group of refugees, smelling a strong **** smell in his nose and snoring and saying:

"But... Uncles and uncles please rest assured that after the second stupidity and the second stupidity, I will definitely let Master Haishu to preside over justice... and send relief food, you will not be hungry..."

After that, Ming Jiali turned around in the rescue of the refugees, opened the old wooden door and stepped out of the threshold...

Outside, there is still thick snow covered with pure white, blowing the cold wind.

But what made Ming Ming amazed was that... not far away stood a sly figure, she stood so proudly on the snow, although the sky was bleak, she was like a light group that exudes the invisible monks Brilliant!

Ming Jiali couldn't see her face, because she wore big sunglasses and a big hat on her head, but from her soft face contour and delicate lip and nose curves, Ming Jiali still can see She is a woman, and she is a beautiful woman who is much more beautiful than Haishu’s master...

Although she has a big hat, Ming Jiali can still see the delicate bangs that she hangs down in front of her. It is a kind of pure white whiter than snow. It is amazingly white and beautiful. She seems to be still stalking. The simple ponytail does not let the hair fall on the shoulders, but it has a clean and beautiful beauty...

Hey!

Ming Jiali heart mad, blood reflux!

Very beautiful, very amazing, even if he is a fool, but also feels the soul is shaking!

the other side....

Li Jiayu was talking impatiently with the dark octopus on his shoulder.

"This is where I lived when I was a child... I saw it, it was quite old, but it was very lively when I was young... huh?"

Li Jiayu spoke, but saw the wooden door of the old house was opened, and from the inside came out an ugly man with a sterling silver mask!

The man is very ugly, his face is full of knives, his expression is quite sluggish, his eyes have no focus.

However, Li Jiayu was trembled as if he had been widened by the five thunders, like a ghost, looking at the knife man, his face was incredible expression...! ~!

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