bullyxtreme Chapter 606 Is this right, child? (1)
Chapter 606 Is this right, child? (1)
When Xiong Bufan opened his eyes again, he was on a dilapidated oxcart. Sunlight shone through the gaps in the burlap sacks onto his face, making him realize that it was daytime.
Based on the direction of the sun's rays, Xiong Bufan determined that it was noon.
Xiong Bufan was completely powerless. Judging from the smell, there seemed to be several other people lying around him.
"Kongkong, what's going on?"
Kongkong: "Bufan, the original owner was abducted and sold. The amount of sleeping drug he was given was too large, and he never woke up after falling asleep."
Xiong Bufan: "Oh, then I'll recover first." After saying that, he drifted off to sleep again.
Perhaps because the effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet, Xiong Bufan slept exceptionally soundly.
Kongkong remained silent, suspecting that Xiong Bufan was simply lazy and had no intention of standing up to fight.
However, as long as Xiong Bufan had a clear understanding of the situation, he didn't care about anything else.
After witnessing Xiong Bufan cleave the mecha in two, Kongkong felt that nothing but true gods could harm Xiong Bufan, let alone ordinary people.
"Huff, huff, huff—snort."
Wang Kai, who was sitting on the oxcart guarding it, nudged Zheng Peng, who was driving it, and asked, "Hey, have you heard any strange noises?"
Zheng Peng looked bewildered by the question, but upon closer listening, he could indeed hear a sound, and upon further listening, it seemed as if someone was snoring. "It sounds like someone is snoring."
The fact that the child fell asleep in the trafficker's car can only mean that he's either an idiot or incredibly reckless.
Wang Kai kicked the things being transported in the truck, saying, "Damn it, this little bastard knows how to enjoy life."
Zheng Peng glared at him unhappily, "Don't cause trouble. Let's get this shipment over there so we can take the money home."
If it weren't for the lack of money, who would be willing to do this unethical job, which is a job that you can't even do well and still have to rely on the government for a living?
"it is good."
Xiong Bufan noticed the oxcart shaking and had already woken up. He was extremely unhappy to hear the conversation between the two and immediately tore open the sack.
Hearing the sound, Wang Kai turned around and saw a child's face sticking out of the sack. He reached out to cover it, saying, "Zheng Peng, the sack is broken, a little beast has crawled out."
The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Xiong Bufan was still a little uncomfortable, but after realizing that someone was going to hurt him, he threw a punch without hesitation, shouting, "You're the beast, I'm a god!"
Wang Kai's arm was broken. Zheng Peng noticed this and took out a piece of cloth from his pocket. He then tried to cover Xiong Bufan's mouth and nose while soothing him, saying, "Be good and don't scream."
Xiong Bufan's black eyes darted around, and he nodded. "I can do it."
Zheng Peng continued to approach, "You're such a good girl, you'll marry into a good family in the future."
After Xiong Bufan calculated the distance to be appropriate, he grabbed Zheng Peng's arm and swung him around, yelling, "You dead human trafficker, you kidnapped me, have you ever been dead before?!"
Zheng Peng didn't expect the little girl to be so strong. By the time he realized what was happening, she had already fallen to the ground.
The old ox driving the cart was quite obedient; as soon as the people got off, the cart stopped.
Even with one arm destroyed, Wang Kai didn't stay still. He pulled out a knife from his pocket, intending to finish off Xiong Bufan, and quietly moved closer.
With half of his body still inside the sack, Xiong Bufan had no room to maneuver even with his horizontal knife, so he simply pulled out a dismantling gun from his pocket and shot Wang Kai.
Why not use something from space? Besides, Xiong Bufan thought it would be easy to make this thing by hand.
Wang Kai didn't even see where Xiong Bufan pulled the gun from; he only knew that his hands and feet were disappearing, and he fled in panic, crying out, "Monster! Monster!"
The gun in Xiong Bufan's hand also disappeared; the Heavenly Dao of this realm does not allow anything to exist that is too far beyond the technology of this world.
The gun was thrown around so quickly that Xiong Bufan didn't even have a chance to show off.
Seeing Wang Kai's appearance, Zheng Peng wished he could use his two legs as four and kept running. "This little brat is definitely not human. He might be a weasel spirit that ran down from the mountain."
At this moment, Xiong Bufan got up and chased after Zheng Peng, kicking him to the ground.
Actually, he initially wanted to use a gun, but Xiong Bufan was worried about damaging his disposable gun, so he had to do it himself.
Zheng Peng hadn't run ten meters when Xiong Bufan kicked him to the ground.
Xiong Bufan: "Robbery! Hand over all the money you have!"
Zheng Peng shakily took things out of his pockets, saying, "Here, take it all." He took out some change, as well as biscuits and candy.
In this day and age, sugar is a good thing.
But Xiong Bufan didn't look at the candy; he remained calmly watching Zheng Peng, who was still playing tricks.
Zheng Peng pulled out a bunch of loose change and stopped, then began to beg for mercy, "Master Huang, please don't kill me. I have elderly parents and young children to support. Killing me won't do you any good."
"As long as you don't kill me, I'll wait until I get back, then I'll erect a monument for you and make offerings, ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiong Bufan smashed his head into a bloody mist. "I'm not Huang Daxian, I'm Xiong Bufan, I'm a god."
If he had been addressed differently, Xiong Bufan might have let him go.
Kongkong: Is it useful to worry about that stuff?
After beating him up, Xiong Bufan's stomach was growling with hunger, so he squatted down and continued to rummage through Zheng Peng's belongings.
Human traffickers are usually very cunning. Even if it's a real robbery, they won't take all the items out. So Xiong Bufan felt it was safer to search the place himself.
Xiong Bufan found another two hundred yuan on Zheng Peng's body, along with a set of clothes sewn with money on them. Then he took out the dismantling gun and fired a shot.
A true killer never leaves himself any future trouble.
The gun and Zheng Peng vanished into thin air. Xiong Bufan clapped his hands, stuffed the stolen goods into his spatial storage, including sugar cubes laced with sleeping pills and other items—they would come in handy eventually.
Now that he hasn't received any memories, Xiong Bufan has nowhere to go for the time being, so he can only return to the oxcart and start unloading the goods on it.
The large boxes concealed on the vehicle contained firewood, blankets, and bowls and ladles. The sacks were mostly filled with children, and Xiong Bufan pulled out three little ones in a row.
They were still unconscious, as if the effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet.
Kongkong: "Bufan, should we call the police?"
Xiong Bufan: "No, I don't want to go to the police station. It's too far, and I'll be exhausted."
"Oh, so what do we do now?"
Xiong Bufan unloaded everything from the car, putting the useful items in his personal space and piling the useless ones aside. He then started laying out blankets in the car, preparing to sleep there for a while.
After finishing cleaning up, Xiong Bufan let out a long sigh and said, "I want to kill the cow, I'm hungry."
Cow: ??? First of all, I haven't offended any of you.