Chapter Forty-Seven: The Pretentious Elements of the Villain

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Mu Hua, who was unconscious, slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

There was a familiar voice of joy in his ears, if Mu Hua didn't perceive the mistake, this voice should be his tablemate Zhao Xiaolu.

When I opened my eyes, I could see the dilapidated ceiling, and I could tell that I was in a dilapidated room.

Where is this?

Mu Hua wanted to get up, but the sour feeling on his body told him that it was impossible.

Very weak.

It's like working for a long time without a break.

"Be careful."

Zhao Xiaolu, who was sitting next to her, helped Mu Hua's upper body up.

"Thanks, this ......"

"Come on, drink this."

Without waiting for Mu Hua to ask, Zhao Xiaolu picked up the porcelain bowl beside her, Mu Hua looked at it, and there was a black-brown liquid in the bowl.

"What is this?"

Looking at the liquid that seemed to exude an ominous aura, Mu Hua asked Zhao Xiaolu beside him.

"I don't know, they asked me to wait for you to wake up and give you a drink, saying that I could recover a little strength."

Zhao Xiaolu replied truthfully.

They?

Mu Hua was slightly stunned, remembering what happened before, he was hit by that black guy...... So are you being captured now?

Mu Hua turned his head slightly and looked around with the little strength he had just recovered, there were only two people in this small broken house, himself and Zhao Xiaolu.

What is this?

But it's good that my brother hasn't been involved yet.

His gaze returned to the bowl in Zhao Xiaolu's hand.

They don't know what to do, right?

I didn't want to drink it.

Looking at Mu Hua's expression, Zhao Xiaolu lowered her head, seemed to be twisting, and said weakly: "I drank this just now, and there is no problem."

Fortunately, the two were relatively close, and Mu Hua could still hear what she said.

"No, I feel like I'm slowly recovering."

Mu Hua still resisted to drink this liquid of unknown origin.

What he said was true, and he did feel that his body gradually regained a little strength.

I can move the strength of the neck.

"Hmph, if you don't drink, no one will force you to drink, but don't think about the aisle these days if you don't drink."

This sentence was not said by Zhao Xiaolu, the first voice came from outside the door, the door of this room was pushed open, and a young short-haired woman in a black robe walked in, with frost and disdain on her face telling that this was not a good person to get along with.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the domineering short-haired woman, Zhao Xiaolu asked instead of the weak Mu Hua.

"Give it to me."

The short-haired woman didn't answer Zhao Xiaolu's question, walked directly to the two of them, and snatched the porcelain bowl in Zhao Xiaolu's hand, leaving no room for negotiation at all.

She is only stating the facts, not discussing anything with others.

"Huh? What do you want? ”

Zhao Xiaolu screamed, there was no room for resistance at all, the porcelain bowl in his hand that was supposed to be handed to Mu Hua was easily taken away, and he looked at the short-haired woman in front of him with a look of surprise and fear.

Similarly, Mu Hua's eyes also looked at the short-haired woman who suddenly came in, and felt that this was a very strong person, not pretty, and it seemed that she was just an adult and an upright eighteen-year-old youth, but she had a maturity that was not equal to her age, and then she didn't have the same teasing words as the person who caught her before, but instead drew a bloody vicious dog without a head, and it looked very strange with such a costume on a girl.

"Drink it!"

This time, it was the short-haired woman's turn to hand it to Mu Hua, and it was in a non-negotiable tone.

What the?

Mu Hua was still stunned.

The short-haired woman proved that her words with her actions were not worth questioning, and she opened her hand and grabbed both sides of Mu Hua's mouth directly, and as soon as she used force, Mu Hua's mouth was forcibly opened.

"Ah......h

Mu Hua was in pain.

"What are you doing!"

Zhao Xiaolu, who was next to her, was anxious when she saw Mu Hua's painful expression, and stretched out her hand to pinch Mu Hua's hand, but even if she tried her best to pull away a point.

The short-haired woman didn't care and raised her hand upward, Mu Hua's head turned half towards the sky, and the other hand held the porcelain bowl and poured it unceremoniously into Mu Hua's open mouth.

"Swallow it."

It's still a very strong voice.

The tone of the command made Mu Hua very unhappy, if you let me swallow it, I will swallow it, I will spit it out!

But before Mu Hua could resist, he felt that he was pinching his hand harder.

It hurts!

Groove cake!

Gollum......

Because of the pain, I subconsciously swallowed the liquid in my mouth.

"Hmph."

The short-haired woman let go of Mu Hua's hand and put aside the porcelain bowl that still had a small half bowl of liquid left in her hand.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Mu Hua gasped heavily.

"How are you?"

Zhao Xiaolu next to her asked with concern.

Mu Hua felt that the strength in his body had recovered little by little, and now he could sit up even without Zhao Xiaolu's support, and he was no longer the weak feeling he had before.

It seems that this is still very useful.

"Recovered?"

It's not like a question but more like a statement, and the voice is still from the short-haired woman in front of her.

Recovery is recovery, but it's really unpleasant to be forced to drink this bowl of things!

Not to mention......

"Didn't you say before that no one could force me to drink if I didn't drink?"

That's what I said before, but what does it mean to force others to drink and overturn my previous words in a blink of an eye!

"It's just that I suddenly remembered that the leader told me to watch you drink, or who will care about you, huh."

The short-haired woman looked at Mu Hua with disdain.

"You ......"

Mu Hua wanted to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the short-haired woman.

"It's clear that you're a captive, so put me in the right place! Otherwise......"

didn't say any more, but Mu Hua and Zhao Xiaolu felt a chill.

"If you don't have strength, then it's good to be obedient, after all, as long as you're alive, it's possible."

The short-haired woman turned around, and the leader explained that her mission was completed, and she naturally would not linger in this place anymore.

As long as you live, is it possible?

Mu Hua thought in her heart, looked at the strong short-haired woman who was leaving, and shouted at her, "What do you want to do when you arrest us here?"

The short-haired woman replied without looking back.

"This matter is not in my hands, if you want to ask you, you should also ask the people who brought you here, and if you want to protect the people around you, it is better to be obedient!"

People around you?

Mu Hua looked at Zhao Xiaolu beside her.

Damn it!

"You're going to arrest me, why do you even arrest her! Let her go for me!"

"Humph!"

The short-haired woman snorted disdainfully.

"If you don't have enough power to protect others, don't say such childish things! It's a shame. ”