"Big...brother! You...that corpse over there..."
Zhang Chulan seemed to have seen something terrible, and his voice stuttered.
"Huh?" Sun Haoran made a confused voice.
"puff--"
The machete fell mercilessly on the 'corpse' that fell to the ground.
In fact, Zhang Chulan wanted to remind Sun Haoran that this man was not dead yet.
I don’t know what kind of strange habit that employee had just now. He was so harsh on the mother but spared the male. Well, it might also be because the person just stopped when he saw the two of them coming.
"oh."
Looking at the 'corpse' trying to struggle under the knife, Sun Haoran said 'oh' expressionlessly.
Not completely dead? He had already discovered this.
Isn't this a common thing? What's all the fuss about.
"*@#￥%￥!"
"Phew...so tired."
After a rough chop, he threw the 'goods' into the sack as if nothing had happened.
"this……"
Zhang Chulan was stunned.
He seemed to have seen something more terrifying, and a chill rose in his heart.
It's scary. This man is definitely not as simple as he seems. It's too scary.
He had never seen a person be able to chop people down like that without any trouble, as if he was chopping vegetables instead of people.
Decisive and ruthless in killing, he gained a new understanding of the man in front of him. In short, regardless of whether this man is an 'elder' or not, he must be careful not to offend him in the future.
"Remember, kid."
The cigarette butt had burned out, and Sun Haoran added another cigarette and spoke to Zhang Chulan on the side.
"Our job is to dispose of corpses, so all we have is corpses, don't make a fuss."
"Gulu..."
Zhang Chulan swallowed his saliva and nodded obediently.
He probably understood what this man meant. They could only have corpses in their hands. If not, then turn it into a corpse.
"Okay, big brother." Zhang Chulan is cute.jpg.
"Now that you know it, why don't you do some work quickly?"
Sun Haoran rolled his eyes.
You're a little kid, a chick who has never seen blood. If you can't beat me, why can't you scare you?
"Oh oh oh!"
! @￥%……&*
"Thank you, Shui."
Back at the van, Sun Haoran took out two bottles of mineral water from the van, threw one to Zhang Chulan, and unscrewed the other bottle and drank it as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Chulan looked at the mineral water in his hand and hesitated again and again.
He finally realized now that the van was used to transport corpses at night. This water...
"There's also a lunch box, but it's cold, how about that?"
"No... no need..."
Zhang Chulan felt his stomach churn again. Speaking of which, he seemed to have eaten lunch and dinner in this van during the day.
"A waste of natural resources."
Sun Haoran curled his lips, opened the lid of the lunch box and started eating midnight snack.
There were two monster-like corpses in the van, and this man could still eat so calmly. Zhang Chulan was completely convinced at this moment. Sure enough, he was the top scorer in 360 lines.
"Brother, you are really awesome."
"fine."
Sun Haoran replied calmly, "These are daily routines, and you will get used to it in the future... Oh no, you shouldn't be able to stay here for long..."
Suddenly remembering that Zhang Chulan next to him was different from himself, Sun Haoran suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Yes, this kid is the protagonist who is truly gifted and blessed with luck. How can a person like Zhang Chulan, who is strong, talented and forbearing, stay in this kind of department?
Most likely they were just thrown here by Feng Baobao for training, right? Anyway, he will definitely be taken away soon and live happily ever after.
And he...maybe even traveling through time was just an accident.
Like a joke of fate, he traveled through time, and the system gave him a C-level hybrid bloodline and an egg with an unknown purpose, and then hung up.
It has been ten years since he traveled to this world. Because of the broken system, his bloodline has always been C-level and has not improved, so naturally his strength has also been the same.
And he didn't know what the purpose of the pebble-sized egg was, and it was just used as a decoration to hang around his neck.
"Brother... do you really plan to do this kind of work for the rest of your life?"
Zhang Chulan finally calmed down, unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip into his mouth.
"What else can we do?"
"Forehead……"
Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Don't be like this, brother, who of us is following whom? No need to pretend anymore, right?"
After a day of getting along with him, although he didn't know whether the man next to him was an 'elder', he felt that this man was actually not that difficult to get along with.
"Pretend to be your sister!"
Sun Haoran was speechless, "You...don't think I'm hiding my clumsiness on purpose, right?"
He patted his head and finally understood.
Could it be that this kid thought he was also forbearing? What a joke! ? If I had that strength, I would have killed everyone! After all...who hasn't dreamed of being a hero? As long as you have power, even if you can't be an unparalleled hero, it's still good to be a demon king!
"No...brother, are you kidding me?"
Zhang Chulan was stunned.
What an international joke, this man has no hidden strength! ?
No, it’s impossible no matter how you think about it!
Look at the way he chops melons and vegetables, look at the way he kills without hesitation and decisiveness in the face of danger. Are you telling me that this is what a weakling should do? Who believes it!
"I'm not kidding you."
Sun Haoran sat down against the van and raised his head to look at the dark night sky.
Tonight is another starless night.
"I, Sun Haoran, Yan Ling...oh no, superpower: steel. To put it simply, it's just ordinary hardened skin. It's very weak. Do you understand?"
Sun Haoran almost forgot that this was the world of "Under One Person". No one would understand such things as hybrids and speech spirits. Maybe even if there were hybrids, they would be classified as 'foreign people'.
"real or fake?"
Zhang Chulan was still dubious, "I just saw you when you were pretending to be a corpse..."
"Absolutely what?"
Sun Haoran smiled softly and said, "Are you trying to say that my attack was so clean that the other party didn't even have room to react?"
"Uh... um"
Zhang Chulan nodded slightly.
"Isn't this nonsense? Although I am a little weaker, I can't even deal with a dying person, right?"
Sun Haoran said matter-of-factly, "Don't tell me that people will burst out with powerful power in times of crisis. I... have experienced such scenes countless times. How will these dying people struggle? I even closed my eyes. You can imagine it with your eyes.
If they were not injured, I might not be my opponent at all, but they are already dying. Death is the fairest thing in this world. It will smooth out everything, including the strength gap between us. "
"Gulu..."
Zhang Chulan swallowed his saliva again. Is this the so-called 'practice makes perfect'?
