The child king is very ordinary in the eyes of adults, but it is a very glorious existence in the eyes of children.

Each bear child group more or less has the existence of child kings, these child kings hold high the banner of rebellion, interpreting what is the meaning of 'benevolence between brothers and brothers', and the earliest origin of the traditional culture of 'stopping people after school to collect protection money'. In the absence of the protagonist's aura, the road to becoming the child king is long and arduous, such as the oppression of parents, such as the organizational suppression of the Penglie family in the next village, such as the girl who likes not to appreciate the manhood of the child king and is frustrated

"Boss, are you still sad about the departure of your eldest sister?" The child king, who was once slapped on the face by Tina with a brick, was looking up at the bright sky at a forty-five degree angle, with a melancholy and sad expression. In the eyes of the younger brother, this sincere love is really not something that they can experience if they are not up to the age standard. So it's worthy of being the boss.

Maybe the little brother's cry didn't hear it, and it still looks like that. In fact, the child king is thinking about life. The last time he snatched the lollipop of a little imp who looked like a bully, he was touched by his parents. I was scolded by my parents, and I implemented cruel family law in front of my parents, and my ass still hurts a little. But the point is not here: if this matter is spread out, how can I mix it up in front of my younger brother?

Tifa and Tina, the child's relationship is fickle, and now the child Wang Meng is the daughter of the village chief of the next village. Although she is not as cute as Tifa and Tina, she has the most basic femininity, and in particular, her family background is also high, and she has a long-term vision, and she may be able to become the next village chief of that village in the future, and then merge the two villages to become the first mayor in history.

Ah, I'm hungry, it's time to go back. Although he was spanked, this did not affect the fact that today's Chinese rice is the most popular fresh meat dumpling? Thinking like this, he waved away his little brother, and the child king went to his home.

It's already close to the location of home, and speaking of today's street, it's surprisingly quiet, and sure enough, everyone is back home at lunchtime?

Closer, near the door of the house, the child king suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood.

"What, I've just started killing chickens, isn't the stuffing not ready yet, do you want to play outside again?" What he hopes for is that he can eat fragrant dumplings as soon as he pushes the door, and the so-called higher the expectation, the higher the despair, which is the metaphor for this situation?

But think about it carefully, even if you don't know how to go home now, your little brother was waved away by yourself just now. At this moment, they should have gone back to eat happily like themselves, and it was impossible to pull them out.

Forget it, I also want to eat dumplings, and I reluctantly accompany my parents to help, and I may have to wait a long time if I continue like this.

With the mood of complaining about whether it was too late for his parents to cook today, the child king pushed the door open.

And then—

There was no family in the room.

The walls of the familiar room, which should have been very clean, were splashed with blood at the moment, and a blood-colored beast with a whole body rotting, crowded half of the room, covered with disgusting sutures, it was like a mixture of various corpses, not a kind of living thing at all, and could only be described as a monster.

The child king saw that the monster was gnawing on something, the sound of bones being gnawed and broken, the sound of being bitten and chewed into slag of flesh. It seems that he gnawed too quickly, and accidentally fell from the monster's fanged mouth, and the broken arm rolled down to the feet of the child king, and the ring worn from the ringed finger on the severed arm, why is it the same as the mother's?

The child king saw the girl with long blue hair and glasses, releasing a quiet atmosphere, the girl was holding a roster in her hand, as if she was seriously verifying something, and the first time she saw her, she could often think of the beautiful girl administrator of the academy. But the sound of the blood monster chewing on her face that had cooled down couldn't affect her in the slightest.

What the hell is going on? The child king didn't know at all, he was in a stupor, and his mind was blank caused by extreme fear. As he had thought before, he stepped into the abyss when he opened the door.

"Are there any living people?" said the blue-haired girl with glasses as she saw the child king who pushed the door in, and was silent for a moment. "Please die. The indifferent answer was not surprised that there was one more living person, just one more dead person.

As if ordered by its master, the monster swallowed the food in its mouth and pounced on the child king

The girl in glasses continued to stare at the roster in her hand. At the same time, the pen in his hand swiped again, and the bright red red crosses crossed out the names on the roster, and the red scratches that fell from the ordinary pen of two cents and five cents were like the traces of the scythe of death, ending another life.

"Are there two left? Looks like they're the target. The blue-haired girl took off her glasses to wipe the blood off them, and then brought them back again. "I don't know who the two of you are, but if you understand that the target lives in this village."

He walked out of the house of the child king and came to the streets of the village.

"It's no problem to kill all the people in this place. "On the street, the doors of countless closed houses opened before, and out of them came out of the muddy zombies whose bodies had festered, and everyone in this village had been

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"Ahh

"Allah, who's talking bad about me behind my back?" Tina thought straight in that direction.

"No, should it be an air problem?" A dormitory where no one lived during the holidays, entering the dormitory room, there was a lot of dust in the air, and Tifa waved his hand to drive away the dust.

As the god of wisdom said,The girls' dormitory is undoubtedly yearning.,Tifa hugged and opened the door of the dormitory, maybe there would be a natural girl who was changing clothes and revealing a death-killing girl.,Or maybe it's a cute cute girl who just arrived shy to say hello like herself, but it's covered with dust and a situation where the first person to clean it first.,It's still full of disappointment.。

"Four beds, I see, four?" Putting his luggage down and opening the dormitory window to let in air, Tifa glanced at the dormitory. "Tina, don't be lazy, help clean up. "Pick up the broom prepared in the dormitory. Taking the initiative to clean the dormitory is also a part of making good relationships.

"Ah, yes~~~~~~~" responded weakly, it's super troublesome to clean something, but if you don't clean it, you won't have to sleep at night. Tina reluctantly picked up the mop.