"In other words, Xiaoyu was caught after being tipped off by someone from the IGO."
Xiaomu put down the bodyguard's collar and said to himself.
"Yes Yes!"
The bodyguard nodded repeatedly, fearing that the monster would twist his head off if he agreed too late.
"Who made Xiao Yu look like this?"
He stood up, walked towards Xiao Yu, and hugged her gently, as if he were a fragile object, with sadness in his eyes.
"Uh... It should be Hei Lang. He is in charge of this. They are all attending a banquet in a small building in the town. If you want to catch them all, the only time is now."
The bodyguard touched his chest and looked at Xiaomu cautiously.
"Asshole, Master Black Wolf used to be a gourmet hunter. Not long ago, he killed Xakley Norton, a hunting level 4 hunter. Hurry up and kill him!"
He was thinking secretly in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and acted loyal.
"Are they all in a small town? That's right."
After taking off his clothes and wrapping Xiaoyu's scarred body, Xiaomu turned to look at the bodyguard and smiled.
Twisted and cruel, the bodyguard was so frightened by this smile that he trembled, "My lord, my lord, for the sake of me..."
The trembling words were stopped before he finished speaking. Xiaomu tapped his toes and exerted force on the instep, and a piece of gravel the size of an ordinary person's little finger penetrated the bodyguard's eye.
"Go to hell!"
Putting these words aside indifferently, Xiaomu looked at the closed-door granary, where hundreds of tons of lard and soybeans were stored.
He raised his hand and looked at it. His originally round arm was now thinning out at an alarming rate, and a feeling of hunger filled his brain.
After tearing open the iron door lock and pushing open the iron door, Xiaomu walked into the dim granary and finally turned to look at the blue sky.
"Xiaoyu, I will definitely avenge you!"
For a moment, a beast-like roar and a scalp-numbing chewing sound came from the open door.
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town center
In the hall, on the tables covered with white tablecloths, expensive and exquisite dishes exuded an alluring aroma, and people came and went to eat at will.
"Oh, but he and his two bodyguards are dead?"
Xito put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped his mouth with a white handkerchief.
"Yes Yes."
Da Zhuang, who had a huge figure, lowered his head humbly and spoke flatteringly, swallowing the saliva secreted by the aroma.
"The accomplice has been found. Mr. Black Wolf, would you like to go?"
Looking at the table, the man who had always lowered his head to enjoy his meal without saying a word raised his head.
With dark hair and an old face, he licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, let the chef prepare three portions of White Cindy Leila Steak for me later."
He said somewhat casually, pushed the chair away, walked up to the 200 kilogram strong man intentionally or unintentionally, and kicked the huge figure away with a sudden kick.
"Why do you keep this kind of thing? It ruins my appetite." Hei Lang said in disgust.
"I used to need them to earn a good reputation for me, but now they are also excellent laborers. They eat less and work more. If it weren't for that bitch, I would have raised them until they died." Xito said with a smile.
"Yes, I still have to run to the warehouse. It's really troublesome." Hei Lang just regarded it as a boring after-dinner interlude, rubbed his head and walked away. No one present looked at the person lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Big and strong.
"Why?"
Da Zhuang lay on the ground, his spine broken by the kick and he could only twitch weakly.
"Didn't I come here to report? Didn't I make a meritorious service? Shouldn't they give me something to eat? Why? Why..."
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"Is Xin Qi dead?"
He stood next to the white gloves and kicked him a few times, but there was no response.
"That's awesome! That's just right. My salary should be increased next month." Hei Lang said to himself.
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"It tastes terrible!"
In the darkness, Xiaomu, who was swallowing big mouthfuls, heard a hoarse voice complaining, and then his vision went dark and his consciousness sank.
"This is where?"
In the pitch-black space, there was no concept of distance or time. The only light was the monster standing cross-legged in front of him, his back turned to his shoulders.
She has long, snow-white hair hanging on her broad and strong back, and her skin is pale. Even when she is sitting, she is half a head taller than Xiaomu.
"Hurry up, delicious food, anything, you're going to die if you keep this up!"
The monster turned its head, its blood-red eyes drew a thin line in the dark space, and its mouth kept chewing. As it spoke, the space became a little brighter, and then Xiaomu saw that it was sitting on a pile of lard. On soybeans.
"Really, have you only eaten this stuff?" the monster complained vaguely.
"...Sorry" Xiaomu apologized subconsciously.
"Who are you?"
"Don't worry about who I am. There is a garbage outside looking for death. Go and deal with it quickly." The monster stretched out its big hand and pushed Xiaomu down.
"Eat some food quickly, the more delicious the better, otherwise you will die."
Continuously falling, as if jumping from a high place, these were the last words Xiaomu heard.
I don’t know how long it took, but Xiaomu suddenly raised his head, still holding the lard soybean that was about to be stuffed into his mouth. “Is it a dream? It’s still a devil!” He murmured to himself.
"Huo, you eat so much! What kind of monster are you!"
There was an exclamation from behind.
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The black wolf looked at the thing in front of him in shock. He was sitting on a high barn made of lard and soybeans. It looked like a pile of polymer made of hundreds of kilograms of fat. There were pieces of cloth scattered around, and the skin on his body was covered with smoke. steam.
"A monster?"
Without looking back, Xiaomu let go of his hand, and the soybeans slipped from his fingers. Every part of his body was whining, the pain of tearing, and the pain of oppression, but all the pain could not cover the pain in his heart.
"What's your name? Xiaomu, follow me. I will protect you from now on."
"We don't have parents, so we have to be strong. Everything has to be on our own."
"You are not allowed to bully Xiaomu!"
...
"I want to give you freedom, Xiaomu!"
Recalling every bit of the past, my heart is as sharp as a knife.
Putting his hands on his knees, he stood up. The barn cracked due to this small movement, the steel was broken, and the soybeans were scattered.
"She's dead, so you all deserve to die."
Staring at the black wolf with blood-red pupils, a pale figure vaguely appeared behind him.
"For that girl? Don't you know? Her wails were very sweet and her will was very strong. We had a great time!"
Seeing the miserable body in the distance, Hei Lang understood everything. He quietly reached his right hand to his lower back and stimulated Xiaomu with a happy expression.
Just as he expected, upon hearing his words, Xiaomu's face instantly became ferocious, his feet stepped on the soybeans, the beans splashed everywhere, and the figure pressed over him like a hill.
"I can see it, and I know it won't be very fast." Hei Lang smiled and leaned to the left, holding a black short knife in his right hand.
"Pfft!"
The blade of the knife penetrated the flesh as smoothly as cutting butter. Hei Lang twisted his wrist and scratched the small wooden body that had not yet landed.
"Boom!"
As the wood fell to the ground, the ground trembled, and Hei Lang broke into a cold sweat. If he was pressed by this, his bones would turn into powder!
"I won't make you happy." Xiaomu said coldly, wiping his hand on the wound, and the wound healed.
"What? He has the ability to heal himself? It's hard to do!" Black Wolf's eyes widened, and he wanted to retreat. With the powerful power and self-healing ability, he could kill himself even if he didn't use it fast.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Xiaomu twisted his body, opened his hands and pressed against the black wolf with strong wind. As the battle started, the steam on Xiaomu's body became more intense, like a steam train, crushing the black wolf.
Using his hands and feet, Hei Lang dodged Xiaomu's collision and stabbed Xiaomu again.
"The fat layer is too thick to actually hurt him!" Hei Lang broke into a cold sweat. Seeing that the wound he stabbed didn't bleed, it healed directly, and he was even more determined to give up.
"Ahhh!" Xiaomu roared as if he was mindless, running rampant, while Heilang moved nimbly, and occasionally struck with a cold blow.
"Damn it!"
His head was covered in cold sweat. He looked like a brainless wild boar, but he kept blocking the only exit. Hei Lang became more and more anxious.
"Ahhh!"
Another round of charge, Hei Lang panted slightly, looking at Xiaomu who showed no trace of fatigue, his heart became fierce, he stared at Xiaomu, and gently touched the inner pocket of his jacket with his left hand.
How long does it take to get distracted while trying to take something out of your pocket while fighting?
1 second?
Or 0.5 seconds?
However, no matter how long Black Wolf was distracted, it had already established his defeat.
"caught you!"
As soon as his hand touched his pocket, Xiaomu immediately slammed into the black wolf at a speed several times the charge.
"How can it be?"
The black wolf was startled. Just as he was about to raise his hand to wave the blade, before he could take a step forward, his body was crushed, as if he was hit by a high-speed car. He was knocked into the air and then came into close contact with the wall.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Xiaomu gasped ferociously, breathing violently. Is he really as calm and unhurried as Hei Lang saw? How can it be! The physical pain and weight burden made it impossible for Xiaomu to fight for a long time. The heat on his body was entirely caused by the intense metabolism.
"I won!"
Xiaomu laughed and lost his mind. The powerful self-healing ability seemed to have endless physical energy? It's all fake, and the unpleasant speed is also fake. These are created to make Hei Lang make wrong judgments!
Slowly walking towards Hei Lang, he picked up the knife that Hei Lang had dropped from the ground. Looking at Hei Lang's desperate face, Xiaomu's smile became more and more ferocious.
"Don't come over here!"
Severe pain spread all over his body, and the bones in his chest, back, and feet were all broken. Hei Lang could only squirm against the wall, hoping to stay away from Xiaomu.
"Be happy! Laugh! Feel Xiaoyu's pain!"
Waving and splashing, accompanied by the screams of the black wolf, Xiaomu's movements became softer and gentler, and his ferocious smile became gentle.
