My name is Huang Xiaoxie, and I am a traverser......

In the endless wasteland, a bonfire was lit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe cold wind at night is no longer majestic around the campfire, but makes the fire brighter and warmer.

However, this warmth has nothing to do with Huang Xiaoxie, he is curled up, squeezed in the push, trying to make himself more warm and more inconspicuous.

From time to time, a muffled sobbing sound sounded in the crowd, and then one after another cries came, making Huang Xiaoxie, who had already crossed over and was flustered, frown.

The adult men who dared to resist had already been killed, and the old people who wasted food would not be caught, so most of these people were women, children and children.

Without the backbone of the main body, and encountering great difficulties, how can it not make people despair and not make people cry, thinking of this, Huang Xiaoxie exhaled a breath of turbidity fiercely, and forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart.

Before noon, Huang Xiaoxie was just an orphan who had no father and no mother and relied on government relief. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, when others were still studying, going to school, and falling in love, Huang Xiaoxiao began to work alone. The only entertainment is the computer that he spent a few months on salary, even so, Huang Xiaoxie is still optimistic about living and becoming a house.

Kindness! Although it is a character like an otaku that is not very inspirational when he hears it, Huang Xiaoxiao is already quite satisfied with his life, although he has not benefited the society, but he has not caused trouble to the society, leisurely!

Isn't it just a quiet nap on the weekend? As for sending me through so quietly? Thinking that as soon as he opened his eyes, he was driven into the human push like an animal, and Huang Xiaoxie jumped for a while.

Just when Huang Xiaoxie was a little distracted, the sobbing sound in the crowd suddenly disappeared and he was forcibly endured. When he looked up, he was a short and stocky man dressed in fur, with high cheekbones and only a handful of hair on the top of his head, revealing his identity as a foreigner. At this time, he was holding a long knife in one hand and staring at the crowd viciously.

The crowd was frightened by him, and his voice really stopped, which made him smile proudly, and then looked at the few remaining young men in the crowd, his mouth chirping and cursing, and his eyes were full of contempt.

After scolding for a few minutes, looking at a few young men like quails, as if it was because of the language barrier and no one resisted, he pouted his lips a little bored, spit unceremoniously into the crowd, and then laughed.

The humiliation made Huang Xiaoxie, who was in the social environment of indifference to everyone in the contemporary era, feel extremely uncomfortable with the humiliation in his heart. However, no matter how humiliating it was, the crowd had already been frightened, it was the bloody head, it was the head of their father, brother and husband.

However, this sense of humiliation quickly disappeared, and an even stronger sense of humiliation pressed on his heart, making Huang Xiaoxiao almost grit his teeth.

I saw that the foreigner rushed into the crowd with a lewd smile, pushed away the child in the arms of a good-looking young woman, and carried her out of the crowd.

"Mother! Mother ......" The child looked at his mother who was being carried away, got up, cried loudly and rushed over, but was hugged by the villagers behind him, covered his mouth, and had to let out a whining cry.

When the young woman saw that the child had been stopped, she seemed to smile and stopped moving, allowing the foreigner to throw herself to the ground and tear her clothes.

This has happened many times along the way, and there are already several women with the same fate as themselves in the camp of these Huns. The young woman is already dead, and if she does not accept her fate, she will die, and her own children will die.

With the young woman's empty gaze, the Hun had already thrown aside the weapon in his hand, then withdrew his hakama and pounced excitedly, making the young woman let out a muffled snort, and her empty eyes were even more desperate.

Many people in the crowd were inevitably concerned, either lowering their heads or turning to the side. On the contrary, a few Qingpi, who usually boasted of righteousness, were full of interest, and looked at the Hun man with resentment in their eyes, and they wanted to replace him. But there are also two or three young men who have already clenched their fists, obviously angry to the limit.

Huang Xiaoxie was one of them, but he immediately grabbed a strong man who was eager for revenge beside him, shook his head, pointed to the other four Huns who were keeping vigil at the campfire, and then looked at the green skins, signaling him to be safe and restless.

"Brother Chun, what are you doing? Let me go and slaughter the Huns. ”

said that he was a strong man, but in fact he was only a half-sized son, but his father was a hunter in the village, and he occasionally had meat in the family, and he was born extremely strong, and he practiced good archery skills from his father, and he was quite brave.

"Brother Qing, I know that you are brave, and it is not a problem to kill this man, but this time it will disturb the Huns in the camp, and An can save the lives of women and children to escape, and let me worry about it."

It turned out that during this time, Huang Xiaoxiao had already received the memories of this body. This person's name is Zhou Chun, and the big man Zhou Qing is a fellow villager, a little older, and the young generation in the township is famous for his intelligence and prestige.

"It's because I'm not thinking about it, I'm bothering my brother, if my brother has orders, even if I have orders, I will do my best."

Although Zhou Qing was reckless, he also knew how to measure, so the two communicated very quietly, and they were lewd. The sound of the sound is covered, and the Huns do not know it.

Huang Xiaoye suddenly looked at a green skin, thought about it, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, and whispered a few words to Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing listened, nodded, and squeezed out of the crowd.

"Oh, what a thief, you are shameless, dare to ask Jiuquan to let your mother know!" Huang Xiaoxie looked at a thin green skin, jumped out, pointed at him, and made a look of resentment on his face.

He recognized this person, his name was Zhou Li, and he was originally from the same village. He lost his father at a young age, and his mother took pity on him, and developed an idle character, gambling with a few green-skinned hooligans all day long, and his gambling luck was extremely bad.

The Yin Shi family was stunned by his failure in just a few years, and his mother was overworked, and died in a few days.

However, his dead nature did not change, he had no gambling money, and he did his best to steal chickens and dogs, and the villagers took pity on his family's misfortune, and finally couldn't bear to pressure him to go to the government and expel him from the village.

Zhou Li was taken aback by the sudden reprimand and retracted his lewdness. Filthy eyes, looking at the villagers with disdain on their faces, couldn't help but feel a little weak. However, he looked at a half-sized boy pointing at him, his face was even more flaming, he pouted, and suddenly became tough, and said disdainfully: "Little fart child who hasn't grown any hair, what's the matter?" Others can see it, but Lao Tzu can't see it? ”

Huang Xiaoxie showed a look of shame on his face, and he was speechless.

A little fart child is a little fart child, looking at Huang Xiaoxi, who was speechless by his own casual words, Zhou Li couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, snorted, and continued: "Besides, there is a debtor and a debtor, and you should go to those Hun uncles and play a majestic role in front of Lao Tzu." ”

"Shamelessness is shamelessness, how can you say it?"

Huang Xiaoxie made an annoyed look, stopped arguing, and directly greeted Zhou Li with a set of Wang Ba fists.

Although Zhou Li was angry and wanted to teach this boy a lesson, he dragged a malnourished body, and under the weakness of his heart, the two fought vigorously and rolled into a ball.