Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 39 The Birth of a King 4
He Xiaoman's heart tightened.

If she gave the bag to the bearded man, she would have nothing to rely on.

But if you don't give it, it will easily cause the other party to turn his face immediately, and her end seems not to be very bright.

In fact, what disturbed He Xiaoman the most was that the ghost king completely lost contact after arriving here. The bulletin board rewarded He Xiaoman with a pop-up window when he was in a good mood, and there was no news about the ghost king as if he had died.

It seemed that the dark green river pebble that He Xiaoman threw into his bag was really just a river pebble.

If he hadn't been thrown into such a village in the blink of an eye, and if he hadn't been able to check the progress of his mission on the bulletin board, He Xiaoman would have suspected that the ghost king might have disappeared or had completed his reincarnation.

Poor He Xiaoman, the former Lan Beer Destroyer, since he lost his job of moving beer boxes and leading a full-time wine barter, he has been running around all day to make a living, helping ghosts to cremate ghosts and moving graves for ghosts, assisting in reincarnation and also responsible for finding people.

Looking at the impatient beard and the flip-flops who kept gazing at him, He Xiaoman felt that his strange skills had increased again.

Gritting her teeth, she didn't believe that the ghost king brought her here with great fanfare to kill her.

He Xiaoman obediently put his treasure bag in the bearded man's hand, and said with half fear and half expectation: "Why is there no signal on your mobile phone here? Is there a landline that can help me contact my colleagues? I won't let you If you help in vain, I will reward you."

The bearded man ignored He Xiaoman, but turned the treasure bag upside down and poured out everything.

He rummaged through it, and suddenly looked at He Xiaoman with a mocking smile: "Do you need to bring this with you when you go out with your colleagues?"

He threw the kitchen knife and anti-wolf spray aside.

"Hehe, hehe, that... you must be on guard against others."

Depressed, because Mao's own gold finger can't give a portable space or something like that. Thinking of her, He Xiaoman, Tangtanglan beer is a flower, so it's really embarrassing to carry a super-sized chopping board dish with her.

"Yeah, I didn't know anything until I was thrown on the river beach."

The bearded man was even more sneering. Different from his rough appearance, this man was actually very perceptive, and he immediately grabbed and dug out the slightest contradiction in He Xiaoman's words.

"Uh... I don't know, I really don't know..."

He Xiaoman twisted his fingers uneasily, secretly rejoicing that she had lost the down jacket early, otherwise this guy would have to make so many fusses on one piece of clothing.

What kind of village is this? There is a security room at the entrance, and the villagers have to go out to wash vegetables and clothes in groups, and the escorts have guns and live ammunition, and they all have things in their waists.

The key is that vigilance is still so high.

The more He Xiaoman recalls everything in this village, the more weird she feels. Now she really regrets her behavior of throwing herself into the net on a whim.

Whether it's the thin bamboo pole who was her bodyguard before or the man in this security room, they all look like they want to jump up when they see a woman in a hurry, and the peasants in any village don't do that!

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

The bearded man looked at He Xiaoman's things for a long time, but he couldn't find anything really suspicious. Many girls now carry anti-wolf spray with them, but the kitchen knife is quite different.

If you switch to a Swiss Army knife or a fruit knife, the doubts of the bearded man may be smaller.

A young girl who looked rather fashionable was holding a kitchen knife for self-defense, which seemed a bit awkward no matter how she looked.

He Xiaoman blinked his eyes innocently, gradually panicked and helpless under the stare of the bearded hawk-like eyes: "No one sent me here, I don't even know where you are, is it under the control of Hua Guo?"

"Little girl, if you are really lost, then I can guarantee that this is the happiest place for you, but if you lie to me, this is your hell." The bearded man fiddled with the dagger in his hand, threw it up and caught it, Toss high and catch again.

He Xiaoman had been hoping that he would fail for a while, and then he might be able to take advantage of the chaos and escape.

The bearded man looked like a knife, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly raised his hand, and the dagger plunged into the flip-flops of the man lying on the bamboo bed with a "snatch".

The man jumped up in fright, only to find that the dagger was only stuck on the sole of the flip-flop, not even pierced.

I don't know if it was because of the fright, but the voice of the flip-flops was a bit sharp, and the black finger pointed at the bearded man and cursed, but the bearded man didn't care, but stared at He Xiaoman with cold eyes, and said word by word: " Your kitchen knife is not as good as mine."

He Xiaoman tried his best to look pitiful and unpretentious: "Brother, my kitchen knife is not for you. To tell you the truth, all the money on me is gone. You can see it after checking my things just now." ?”

In Wayao Town, there is no need to carry so much money all day long, so He Xiaoman put all the passbook and bank card in the study. No one can enter that place except himself. Just leave, she only has less than 100 yuan in cash in her treasure bag.

"If I hadn't been able to get through the phone, I would have called the police."

The flip-flops that had recovered, scolded He Xiaoman in even more broken Chinese: "Stupid girl, the electric hair is as good as rocks, and you can wash it if you can call the police."

The mandarin of this man reminded He Xiaoman of the accent of the popular Thai tour guide Ah Mei, which also resembled the Mandarin accent of Fujian, Guangdong and Guangxi.

He Xiaoman nodded with a good temper, thank you, I don't want to be washed up in this ghost place like you at all.

The information revealed in this man's words made He Xiaoman's heart sink.

If what he said is true, then first, this place should not be able to radiate satellite signals or be artificially shielded, and second, either the mountains and rivers are far away and the police force is weak or the village is very special, and some people can influence the government forces.

Almost no one in Huaguo dared to speak like this, and He Xiaoman was able to confirm that this was not the area that Huaguo belonged to.

With the strengthening of national power and the continuous expansion of foreign influence, many countries and regions in the world have begun to learn Chinese as a relatively important language, and some places have always used Chinese because they were affiliated with China in ancient times or other factors , using Chinese textbooks and currency, and even claiming to be Han Chinese.

He Xiaoman was stunned, she thought why the vast sea of ​​flowers in the field outside looked a little weird.

His uncle is a curmudgeon, I suddenly don't want to know where this is!

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