Chapter 482: Sand City (24)

"Be careful, don't break the bones, you won't be able to sell them in town." The middle-aged woman instructed.

"Got it." The young man skillfully raised the knife.

The middle-aged woman casually picked up the steel bowl next to her, loaded some leftover food from yesterday and came upstairs and knocked on the door.

The young man in a vest came out and called Mom, the smell in the room was not very good, and the woman on the bed looked at the ceiling with her eyes open, looking numb.

"Please, let us go." Her voice was hoarse, with a desperate cry.

"As long as you give birth to a child in our family, we will definitely release you and your man." The middle-aged woman put down the bowl and said with a smile.

Her man's legs and head had been cut off, and it was certainly impossible to release him.

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Su Nanzhi approached the house and found an old car parked in the backyard of the house, the body was badly rusted, and he didn't know if he could drive it.

After a cautious look, it was right that she didn't approach rashly last night, there were several traps and warning arrangements in the vicinity alone, not to mention places she hadn't seen.

The people who live in it are very careful, no wonder they are not afraid of being robbed when they live here.

The house was surrounded like a bucket, and knocking on the door seemed to be the quickest way to get in.

Su Nanzhi suddenly stopped, and it was chopping meat inside so early, and it was still the sound of chopping bones.

She found a place to squat, intending to observe first.

After listening to it for two minutes, it felt more and more strange.

The sound of chopping bones continued for a long time.

In such a harsh environment, they still catch large animals?

She hadn't seen anything alive for so long.

It doesn't feel like a good person inside.

Su Nanzhi had a faint conjecture in her heart, not that she wanted to be so dark, but that the world without order and food was so dark.

She went directly to knock on the door, she was afraid of stepping on a trap such as glass shards, and hoped that the other party would find her sooner.

After standing outside, the door opened.

There was a middle-aged woman standing in the door, and when she saw her, a friendly smile suddenly appeared on her face.

It's an actor, yes.

"Little sister, are you alone?"

Su Nanzhi nodded defensively.

The middle-aged woman walked up to her, and there was a hint of excitement in her friendly expression, "Don't be afraid, I have no malice, I just look at you alone, worried that you need help if something happens."

She didn't have any ill intentions, she just wanted to grab a car and go to town.

"When I see you, I think of my daughter."

The middle-aged woman sighed, as if she was stuck in a sad memory, "If she were still alive, she would be about the same age as you."

"I'm looking for someone." Su Nanzhi stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to compare, "Have you ever seen a man so tall? I don't like to talk much."

"It's a little impressive, like I've been here." The middle-aged woman thought about it,

"That way, you can go into the house and drink water, and I'll think about it again and see if I can remember."

Water is definitely the most precious material here, and no one should be able to refuse, especially someone like her who doesn't have anything on her.

Su Nanzhi seemed to have been entangled for a long time, but finally did not resist the temptation of living water, nodded, and followed the woman into the house.

The moment they turned around, both of them had smiles on their faces.

As soon as she entered the house, the middle-aged woman locked the door quietly, and the young man standing in the living room looked up at the person who came in, his eyes were stunned, and his face flashed a little amazing.

"This is my son." Middle-aged woman introduced.

The young man nodded at her in a friendly manner. Z.br>

Being so friendly to outsiders of unknown origin is problematic at first glance.

Or is it that she is alone, and her acting is so perfunctory.