Chapter 4 [Decapitated Meal]

Author: Caixinguaguagua

Chapter 4 [Decapitated Meal]

Pat~

Wu Daozheng was about to turn around and risk his life to try to catch another "fish" when footsteps suddenly sounded at the entrance of the cave.

The steps are heavy.

It's like an iron man walking, and you can clearly hear the crushing and crushing sound of gravel on the ground.

Most of the mine slaves have weak legs.

It’s impossible to have this kind of foot power!

Wu Dao's heart moved, he put away the greed in his eyes, regained his numbness and sluggishness, relaxed his muscles, lowered his head and tried his best to appear harmless and weak.

Click click click~

Accompanied by the sound of the collision of iron and stone, the image of the visitor became clear in Wu Dao's field of vision.

His face is white and beardless, his appearance is feminine, his eyes are like slender willows, and his slender body is covered in blue brocade clothes.

He was playing with two black iron pills in his hands, with a faint and leisurely smile on his lips, like a good young man in troubled times.

Meng Qingshuang!

The person in charge of the Chihuo Mine and the fourth adopted son of the leader of the Sihai Gang.

He has absolute say in the mine, and one word can determine anyone's life or death. No matter how ferocious the supervisor is, he must be as docile as a milk cat when faced with him.

Not just because of his identity.

What's more important is strength!

one month ago.

Wu Dao saw it with his own eyes.

Because of a trivial matter, Meng Qingshuang shot an overseer through the head with an iron ball from seven or eight meters away.

Killing a master whose physique is comparable to that of the earth's world boxing champion with one blow.

Its strength is evident.

In the discussion of the overseer.

Wu Dao learned that Meng Qingshuang practiced martial arts in this world and had reached the peak of foundation-building divine power.

He has the strength of a mammoth, the skin of an ox-hide horse, his perception and endurance are inhuman, comparable to a humanoid beast, and he can easily kill hundreds of knife-wielding thugs with his bare hands!

This kind of fighting power.

Wu Dao, who has only released 35% of his potential and has not yet broken the first human body shackles, can fight against it.

therefore.

Faced with Meng Qingshuang's eyes that concealed a knife in her smile.

Wu Dao cooperated very well and began to "shiver" and breathe rapidly, like a little rabbit waiting for the judgment of a beast.

Click~

The iron pills in the right palm stopped colliding.

Meng Qingshuang glanced at Wu Dao, who had dirty hair covering his face, smelly clothes, and dirt and scabs on his exposed skin, and chuckled as if reminding a lost person: "Aren't you going? You can't stay here too long."

The voice is hoarse and feminine.

It's full of good intentions, and when you taste it carefully, it's like a poisonous snake whispering messages in your ears. You don't know when it will bite you, which makes people's hair stand on end.

Wu Dao, who had experienced countless strong winds and waves, had no emotion in his heart, but on the outside he was trembling violently, stumbling, with a frightened expression: "Thank you so much, sir."

The words fell.

He secretly worked up his energy, took two steps out of three, and hunkered down to pass by Meng Qingshuang.

en route.

Meng Qingshuang's slender willow-like eyes always gave Wu Dao a hint of residual light. It seemed that as long as he showed even the slightest abnormality, thunderous means would immediately come to him.

Fortunately.

Wu Dao walked all the way to the entrance of the cave, and Meng Qingshuang did not move. The reason for observing him seemed to be just a temporary interest, or a suspicious personality.

After Wu Dao left the mine.

Only then did Meng Qingshuang retract the warm smile on her face, licking her lips with her scarlet tongue, her eyes showing the greed of a hungry beast: "It tastes so good. I look at pieces of meat every day but can't eat it. Tsk, it's too fast.

"

Finished talking.

He continued to ring the iron balls, ignoring the cold air in the cave and the sound of ghosts crying after the wind blew, walked to the edge of the dark abyss, and stared down.

A horrifying scene happened——

When Meng Qingshuang stared into the depths of the abyss.

His two clear black and white eyes suddenly rolled upward and were replaced by a pair of scarlet, cold-blooded vertical pupils.

To be precise, Snake Eyes!

Snake Pupil opened his eyes, the world was blood-red, and the depths of the dark mire that the scorching sunlight could not penetrate clearly emerged.

Like an ink swamp.

Like maggots and earthworms, black shadows tangled and rolled, and from time to time painful human faces with different appearances were revealed, which was extremely disgusting and infiltrating.

Observe for a moment.

"Not bad, almost done."

Meng Qingshuang, like a fish farm owner about to have a good harvest, nodded with satisfaction.

"Ahem..."

But then, he suddenly coughed violently, his face turned as white as gold paper, and he looked as if he was very sick and dying soon.

Open your palms.

The blood in the palm was as black as ink, and small snakes the size of earthworms were squirming in the blood.

Bang!

Meng Qingshuang crushed the little snake in her hand and looked coldly: "You and I have a symbiotic relationship, not a master and a servant. Without me, would you be able to survive today? Be honest!"

The voice fell.

Meng Qingshuang's face quickly returned to rosy, and the coldness in his eyes immediately turned into gentleness, and he said patiently like comforting a disobedient child:

"Don't worry, Dali has almost turned into a mess now, and no one will affect the Sihai Gang's plans anymore.

Tomorrow the demon seed share from Chihuo Mine will be delivered.

Once the thing is done, no matter if there is no Dantian, everyone in my Sihai Gang can still be reborn, and everyone will be like a dragon!

At that time, you and I will naturally benefit a lot, and it is not impossible to be honored as an ancestor in the future!"

Tick ​​tock~

As she spoke, saliva dripped from the corner of Meng Qingshuang's mouth. Her whole body was like a big snake that chooses people to eat, and her eyes were full of longing and madness.

…

outside world.

After completely staying away from Mine No. 1.

Wu Dao's expression returned to indifference, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about Meng Qingshuang's purpose of going to Mine No. 1.

If it hadn't been for the strange incident just now, he might not have thought much about it.

But as soon as the "strange" appeared in Mine No. 1, Meng Qingshuang came. It is difficult not to make people wonder whether there is any connection between the two and whether there is any conspiracy hidden behind it.

But unfortunately...

Due to the lack of inherited memory, he has too little understanding of the supernatural side of this world, and it is difficult to come up with an explanation.

"Pity……"

at last.

Wu Dao could only shake his head with regret and sighed.

A suspected "cunning" abnormal creature can provide him with 0.1 unit jump points.

If I could stay in Mine No. 1 for a long time...

"Oh, people's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants."

But when he thought about it again, Wu Dao laughed at himself again, feeling that his adventurous idea just now was somewhat impulsive.
To be continued...