There was a hazy and noisy shouting in his ears, and the terrible wind bombarded Fan's face with a cloud of dust, and his lips and skin, which were almost dehydrated and chapped, were torn apart and bled at the slightest movement, revealing the shriveled flesh underneath. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dry sand and dust almost buried him, and he was tied to a flagpole covered in rust.

I don't know how long it took for someone to remember him, and he was dragged into the tent like a dead dog with his limbs tied, and then he was really thrown out like a dead dog.

After rolling on the ground several times, enduring the painful pain in his heart all over his body, Fan finally stopped.

"Is this mud monkey?" Someone asked.

"Hey, it's a mud monkey that can kill three people in a row."

"Wanda, what the hell is this guy all about?"

"How do I know, it's not going to be a modified person anyway."

"Are you sure?" The person questioning was clearly skeptical.

Wanda rolled her eyes, "I'm not sure, why don't you come?" ”

"Okay, okay, don't stop arguing, the question now is what to do with him." Someone played a round game.

"Hmph, if you want me to say that this is a man, it is better to be incorporated into a peripheral warrior."

"Do you mean those three people died in vain?"

"Aren't they just three slaves? Dead is dead, anyway, this sandstorm is endless, sooner or later. ”

"That's right...... If it weren't for this kid, we wouldn't have known that Jerry's little bastard still has a gun hidden. ”

"Okay, leave him alone for now, the stewed meat is going to be cooked, and if you cook it again, it will be rotten, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it first."

"You're fucking dreaming!"

There was a cacophony of arguments in his ears, and Van finally opened his eyes, the dry dust almost covered his eyelashes completely, and he smelled the scent of meat, which was a fatal temptation for a human who had not eaten normally for a long time.

The black-pressed crowd scrambled around a huge iron pot, screaming and scolding, some of whom had grabbed food had the opportunity to run out, and those who had not grabbed food were desperately squeezed inside.

A lucky guy fished out a large piece of meat, hid it in his arms and squeezed it out, staggered and didn't pay attention to the road in front of him, and accidentally tripped over the Van lying on the ground.

"." The man cursed in a low voice, and continued to walk outside.

At this moment, a faint smell of meat entered Fan's nose, and he turned his head sideways to tilt his head towards the abandoned piece of meat, but when he was about to try to eat the piece of meat in his mouth, he suddenly felt a creep.

What kind of boiled meat is here, it's clearly a cooked finger! Human fingers.

Just when he was stunned, someone passed by and found this fallen finger, he immediately bent down and picked it up, stuffed it into his mouth without thinking about it, and chewed it in a big mouthful, his teeth squeaked against the brittle bones, and his fingers were quickly swallowed, this person glanced at Fan at his feet, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

Fan looked at the saliva in front of him, which was still a little bloody, and then looked at the crowd around the cauldron frantically grabbing food, and a strong nausea stimulated his stomach bag to churn, causing him to vomit on the spot!

But there was nothing else in his stomach, only gastric juice that was tinged with strong acid.

Combined with what he had seen and heard before, he no longer had to guess that the things cooked in the cauldron were clearly the three people he had killed just now.

Although there was the concept of cannibalism in his mind, when this scene was seen by his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable panic.

This gluttonous feast lasted for half an hour, and it was only after everyone had "eaten and drunk" that anyone remembered him.

"Hiccup." Wanda touched her belly and burped, and swayed her foot to straighten Fan's body.

"If you want to kill him or not, you'll have to say something."

"If you want me to say forget it, you see how much water he wastes when he is like this, he has to be cleaned so well, anyway, he is full, tie him up and throw it back, it is not easy to save it if he is killed."

"Are you really not considering adopting him as a peripheral warrior?" Some people are obsessed with Sanskrit.

"Alright, stop arguing." Some sharp sounds came out with light footsteps, and the atmosphere in the venue couldn't help but stagnate.

The man slowly walked up to Van and leaned down to pinch his chin, "Boy, tell me where you're from?" ”

Van finally opened his eyes, and the thick dust almost covered his eyes completely, "I don't know. His voice was weak and hoarse.

"Heh, I didn't expect it to be a hard bone." The man chuckled and patted Van on the cheek, and then he slowly stood up as if he had lost interest, stretching his neck.

Call!

The flirtatious calf rubbed against the air and made a breaking sound, and a sudden whip kick kicked Fan's entire body out of the air!

"The most annoying thing for me is the hard bones." With swift steps, the man walked up to Van in a few steps, grabbed him by the chin, and forcibly pulled him up.

"Now let me ask you again, where the hell are you from?"

"Ahem." Van coughed lightly, squinting at the somewhat pale face opposite, "I don't know. ”

"Good." The man smiled and sighed, letting go of his hand and throwing Fan on the ground, "It turned out to be a real hard bone." ”

Bang!

Another unexpected stomp stomped on Fan's fingers, and the pain of the ten fingers connected to the heart made Fan can't help but let out a miserable cry.

"Regan, if you cripple him, he won't be able to be incorporated into a Perimeter Warrior!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Regan let out an extremely sharp curse, "Mondo is Lao Tzu's subordinate!" It's Lao Tzu's favorite 'toy', and what you just ate is a toy that Lao Tzu cultivated with great difficulty! ”

Under Regan's roar, the others looked at each other and shook their heads, Regan's unique hobby is well known to everyone, Mondo is indeed his favorite plaything, and his death is indeed a big "blow" to Regan.

"Garbage ......," a faint murmur came.

"What?" Regan thought he had misheard.

"I said you're trash." There was a dry sneer on the ground.

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?" Regan stared at Van facing up in disbelief, he couldn't imagine what had prompted him to dare to say such a thing.

"It's because I know what I'm talking about that I think you are so pathetic." Although Fan's expression was painful, his tone was full of free and easy sarcasm.

"Pathetic?" Regan almost burst out laughing.

"You think you're great?" He stomped Fan's face, his toes twisting back and forth, "Do you think that liking to stand up will make you self-sublimated?" You idiot who doesn't know anything, you're like a flower in a greenhouse, what kind of garbage like you can think I'm pathetic? ”

"Eating the same kind is something that only animals do."

"Huh? Brute? Regan really laughed this time, "You think we're brutes?" Do you know that you garbage are not even as good as animals in our eyes? ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a naïve fool as you, and I have to admit that you've made me interested little one." Regan chuckled.

"But it's a pity that you're so ugly, otherwise I'd be really interested in turning you into my plaything."

"You should be glad I'm not your type, or you'll die."

"What did you say?" Regan felt like his brain was running out of steam.

"I mean, I'll kill you then. You perverted brute. Fan's voice was full of sneers.

"Say the fuck again!!" Regan pulled out his gun with lightning speed, and the muzzle of the black hole was firmly close to Van forehead.

"Regan...... "Someone wants to stop it."

"Shut up!" Regan yelled at him, then turned to continue twisting his toes, "You are a piece of waste, do you think they will thank you if you save those maggots?" You don't understand anything at all! ”

Regan suddenly seemed to remember something, and he slowly took a breath, and his angry expression became a little playful. "Don't worry, I won't kill you, and you don't deserve to let me waste a bullet. You know? I suddenly thought of a very interesting game, a game that suited you to a little baby from a greenhouse. I'm going to give you a taste of what reality is, and why garbage like you is inferior to brutes. Then you will know who is living a miserable life. ”

"Come on, drag him back for me, remember, don't let go." Regan smirked and waved his hand. (To be continued.) )