The night was dark, and Zhuo Cheng, as the only cronie, visited his boss and the shadowman, and returned to the small courtyard again, where the mule was guarding.

I waited for a while.

Seeing Zhuo Cheng go back to the house to change clothes, the mule snorted: "Cannon, why don't you wait, be steady?" ”

Zhuo Cheng packed up his things and walked out of the room with a stolen crossbow: "Wilderness bandits still pay attention to stability?" ”

The mule muttered, "I'm infected by you." ”

"Look good at home! Don't let people in. Making sure there was no one outside, Zhuo Cheng went out of the yard.

The night is very dark in winter, and it is cold tonight, and the top of the mountain is quiet early, and those who want to have fun will go down the mountain when it is just dark, and go where they should go.

Quietly coming down from the hills, where the bazaar is lit up, the old trades haven't gone away in this fucking world.

Zhuo Cheng wore the most common clothes in the bazaar, wearing the most ordinary cold-proof hood.

The first handsome man in Sweetwater Town, he immediately became the most inconspicuous member of the roadside.

Holding the grass seed in his hand and walking up a section, Zhuo Chengcheng would close his eyes a little and feel the grass seed contaminated with his own breath.

Singularity has a station in the Bazaar, as does the Slave Owners' Federation.

On the road, there were many children and old women begging.

People who come out at night either have a certain amount of spending power, or they are extremely vicious, or they can't live happily.

Zhuo Cheng thought of the half-human again, and wanted to change the world, but the first thing to change was actually the tumor or curse that pressed on the human head.

Lift the curse.

With this in mind, he turned to another street, where there were fewer people, but not like on the top of the hill, where there was a shrine dedicated to the flying goats, and it needed to be quiet at night.

Holding his hand, his eyes slightly closed, Zhuo Cheng sensed that the distance was getting closer and closer.

The place was not wrong, I casually found a small alley between the walls and went in, Zhuo Cheng was just about to climb over the wall, and a figure suddenly flashed in the dark!

Several strong men flanked back and forth, blocking the way and the way out!

Zhuo Cheng touched his hand on the hammer wrapped in black cloth, and said in his heart that the other party was prepared? Laid a trap?

But he did it very stealthily.

At this moment, Zhuo Cheng even thought of the goddess Luo Lan, could it be that from the beginning, Luo Lan was deceiving people?

It's no wonder that he thinks too much, it's because of his experience with Sweetwater.

"Gold, source crystals, weapons, food, all hand over!" Several men pulled out knives and came out, and in this kind of narrow alley, the short knife is the most suitable. The one in the lead saw that Zhuo Cheng's clothes were also good, and said in a low voice: "Take it off, hurry up!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Chengcheng knew that he was thinking too much, and this was a robbery.

The small alley with the black rumbling dong is really dangerous.

The strong man in the back strode up, and said in a low throat as he walked, "Boss, I'll bleed him first." ”

It was very close to the target, Zhuo Cheng didn't want to alarm people, so he turned around and smashed his fist on the throat of the strong man, and without waiting for the person in front of him to happen, the fist hit out like lightning, smashing the throat bones of these people one by one.

Like Dooch said, the power is big enough, the speed is fast enough, and nothing else matters.

Zhuo Cheng didn't care about the corpse, and quickly left here, and soon approached a large wooden house where the target was.

Then, a few seeds were pulled out, and a faint fragrance immediately wafted out.

This is the thirteen incense planted by Zhuo Cheng in advance!

…………

Inside the wooden house, the candles are lit up.

Gluttony took matters into his own hands and tied the little slave he had bought in the afternoon to the pillar like a small quail to be slaughtered.

Maybe they were specially trained before they were sold, or maybe they were completely disappointed in this gloomy world, these children's expressions were numb, and they couldn't even make a sound, as if they had lost their ability to speak.

"It's not good, it's not good." Gluttony pulled out a knife and patted a child's face: "If you don't shout or scream, you don't have the best condiments, and the snacks you make will lack ...... taste."

The children are still silent, and they are already dead to the world.

It is better to die and be pulled down than to live and suffer.

The gluttonous mouth couldn't bear it anymore, and a decent smile appeared on his dignified face: "Soon, soon, what about you, when you come to me, you don't have to worry about it in the future." ”

He grabbed a child's hand: "Oh, the little hands are not clean enough, the people here are unreliable and unparticular, they said that they should use boiling water to peel off their skin, and their nails should be pulled out in advance." Look, look, the nails are full of black mud, what is this! ”

"Wait, wait, I'll go find hot water, and I'll be back in a while......"

Just about to go out, the gluttonous mouth shook his nose one after another, and smelled the fragrance!

A very special scent!

A scent that made him willing to abandon everything to pursue the source!

Thirteen incense! That's right, it's thirteen incense! Thirteen incense smells a hundred times better than ordinary thirteen incense!

As if he had seen the morning glory mule, he could no longer care about anything else, threw away the children in the house, and rushed straight out of the door, running towards the place where the fragrance came.

Ran out not far away, lying on the ground like a dog and smelling it, pulling out a seed with his fingers, stuffing it into his mouth, chewing it, chewing it, fragrant people!

As soon as I got up, it was this fragrance again, and the gluttonous mouth had no ability to resist at all, so I ran to find the taste.

As a small slave owner of the Slave Owners Federation, he was not called by this name at first, but soon after joining the worship party, he had a greedy name.

So much so that the people of the worship party have long forgotten what the gluttony was originally called.

Gluttony chases the fragrance and leaves.

Zhuo Cheng appeared at the door of the wooden house, touched the hood he was wearing, and went in to cut the ropes on all the children.

"Let's go!" He said in a sullen voice, "Let's go!" ”

Those children looked at Zhuo Cheng in a daze, like wood without any reaction.

"Run!" He thought about it, the military council wants to save the world, and it is not a problem to put on a big hat: "Find a way to go to the military council, you can find a way to survive over there!" ”

It will be up to them to make things happen.

Zhuo Cheng couldn't do anything else, there were more important things to do, so he immediately got out of the wooden house, climbed the wall and jumped out, and ran forward with all his strength according to the route he had just seen.

Because the gluttony will listen to it after a while to find the thirteen incense, the speed has not been fast.

It didn't take long for Zhuo Chengcheng to run to the front, using the thirteen incense seeds that were born, picking up places with few people, and leading the gluttony to the outside of the market step by step.

In the tent area on the outside, many people were huddled in broken tents and shivering.

Some people looked outside in amazement, through the torn strips of rags, the torn holes, borrowing the not-so-bright starlight and moonlight, they could see a tall man, like a dog looking for food, lying on the ground and smelling, pulling, stuffing the things that had been turned out into his mouth and eating them.

Then, I couldn't wait to run forward, repeating the same action until I ran out of the tent area and out of the symbolic fence wall of the market.

Zhuo Cheng walked out of the bazaar and ran all the way to the south, throwing a thirteen-spice seed on the ground from time to time.

Away from the bazaar, there are few people on track.

However, he had just walked through the ruins of the dead here, and Zhuo Cheng had a vague impression of the environment, so he specially chose the south side instead of a completely unfamiliar place.

A fierce battle might ensue, and it was too close to the market to attract attention, so Zhuo Cheng ran out for several kilometers and saw the grass behind a few big trees before stopping.

It's far enough away from the bazaar that there's no movement like a blood gun or a blood cannon that can't be heard from the bazaar.

Zhuo Cheng put the remaining thirteen incense in a piece of grass, and immediately busily planted grass around, Xanthium, morning glory and newly obtained fried melon, all of which were arranged!

The strength of this gluttonous mouth is unknown, although there is a seduce of thirteen incense as a weakening, but it is difficult to say how much combat power can be exerted at that time.

Zhuo Cheng climbed the thickest tree, the mace was ready, and he took off the repeater on his back, wound the arrow, and aimed at the thirteen incense.

Next, it's time to look at the plant vs. gluttony.

Standing high and looking far away, Zhuo Cheng soon found that a figure was running from the north, smelling like a dog, and rushing to this side.

He could see clearly that the person who came was tall, well-looking, and had a mole on his forehead, which was just gluttony!

The gluttonous mouth's reaction to the smell of thirteen incense was no less than the mule seeing morning glory, turning a blind eye to the morning glory, xanthus and fried melon that grew out of season in winter, and directly broke into the plant encirclement.