You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Xiao Shen Jie reached out, grabbed the female corpse's arm, and tried to pull her to the shore.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Wake up!" Xiao Shen Jie patted the female corpse's face, but the corpse did not respond at all and still maintained the original posture. It turned out that she had lost her life.

Xiao Shen Jie was a little anxious, so she decided to change her strategy.

She instead hugged the woman's waist and tried to drag her to the shore using her back.

It is rare for a child to have such great strength.

Blood mixed with dirt kept splashing on little Shen Jie's face. She clenched her teeth and moved towards the shore little by little.

Xiao Yao lay on the shore, stretched out his hands, grabbed Xiao Shenjie's arm, and pulled her and the female corpse ashore. Finally, he did his part.

Little Shen Jie stumbled up the bank, her body covered in dark red blood. Her tutu skirt had been soaked in blood, becoming sticky and emitting a rusty smell. The flower pattern on the hem of her skirt had been covered in dirty blood, and the original color was almost invisible.

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, trying to wipe off the blood, but the blood continued to accumulate. Her hair, which used to be black and shiny, was now soaked with blood and stuck to her face, making her look very miserable. In fact, both her beautiful doll-like face and her entire appearance looked exactly like something out of a horror movie.

The image of the child further reinforced the stereotype of this horror film. Fortunately, Xiao Yao knew what was going on, so he was not scared by her.

The sticky blood seeped into the thin white cotton cloth, forming large, mottled red stains on Shen Jie's legs. The blood was still seeping out of her round-toed patent leather shoes (now they are little red shoes).

As mentioned before, she is very petite, shorter than most girls of the same age, and looks even more fragile standing on the shore.

"It's so cold..." Little Shen Jie hugged herself, who was already soaked, with both hands and shivered.

Xiao Yao didn't dislike her at all - he waved at her, and the latter came over, twirling her skirt. He then reached out and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms.

The boy hugged the wet and sticky little girl tightly, whispered comfort and encouragement to her, and used his big hands to rub her arms and sleeves up and down. His eyes were not idle either, constantly and carefully looking at the cold female corpse in front of him.

The face of the female corpse had begun to rot, making it difficult to recognize her appearance. However, there was no point in recognizing her appearance. Using my toes, I could tell that it was Shen Jie's face.

Confirming her identity mainly depends on her height, shape and figure.

Unfortunately, this body looks very... close or similar to Shen Jie herself.

The sweater and skirt were of unrecognizable color, and they were exactly the same as the Shen Jie he was looking for.

Xiao Yao's heart slowly grew colder and sank.

"Xiao Shen Jie, is it her?" Xiao Yao asked with some difficulty: "Is she the sister we are looking for?"

"It seems..." Little Shen Jie was still trembling, her teeth chattering: "I don't know, I can't be sure."

Xiao Yao remembered clearly that Shen Jie was wearing white socks, but the female corpse in front of him seemed to be wearing black socks - but this could not be used as evidence, because he could not be sure whether this was the color of the white socks dyed by the blood river.

Should I take it off and wash it somewhere? Xiao Yao shook his head, driving away this unrealistic and absurd idea.

Shoes. There was no shoe on one foot of the female corpse, but a small leather shoe was hanging on the other foot.

Xiao Yao remembered that Shen Jie was wearing sneakers, but he was not sure.

"The place where she was killed or her body was dumped should be not far from here," Xiao Yao reasoned, stroking his chin, "otherwise both shoes would definitely fall off her feet. Shoes like this... can't hold on."

"Big brother," Little Shen Jie gradually stopped shaking, raised her head and said weakly, "Another... a... body is floating down over there."

"Forget about her," Xiao Yao said immediately, "Let's continue upstream and find the source of these corpses."

"But, big brother..." Little Shen Jie reminded him: "It seems to be a man inside."

"Male?" Xiao Yao looked in the direction of Xiao Shen Jie's finger.

……

"Hey, it's so far away and so dark, how can you tell the gender?" Xiao Yao asked with some confusion.

"I smelled it - do you want to catch it, big brother?" Little Shen Jie said excitedly.

"?" Xiao Yao said: "You are addicted, right?"

Little Shen Jie struggled to break free from Xiao Yao's arms, trotted and jumped into the blood river again.

Xiao Yao: "..."

Three minutes later.

"This little brother seems to be still alive!" Professional corpse retriever Shen Jie shouted excitedly.

"I knew it was that fucking Zhang Zhengkai..." Xiao Yao muttered to himself, "In this world, all women are Shen Jie and all men are Zhang Zhengkai. I've gotten used to it and accepted this setting."

"It seems to be really Brother Zhang Zhengkai. Oh, he's awake!" Little Shen Jie shouted.

The "handsome" boy with Zhang Zhengkai's face struggled to open his eyes covered with blood - his handsome face was also stained with blood.

"Am I... am I dead?" Zhang Zhengkai said in a daze, "I'm still alive? Xiao Yao? Is that you?"

"Hello, it's me." Xiao Yao said coldly.

He clenched his right fist tightly and hit him straight and vertically on the bridge of his nose.

Xiao Yao felt that he had never hit anyone so hard in his life - of course, hitting someone with a sword didn't count.

The feeling of hitting someone in the face with a bare fist is…unusual.

Extraordinarily refreshing.

He seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, but of course it could be an auditory hallucination.

"You are sick!" Zhang Zhengkai screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Big brother, what are you doing!!!"

"I've had enough of you! I've had enough of your endless harassment and pestering of us, and I've had enough of you, a bunch of idiots who refuse to accept my toast and drink a forfeit!" Xiao Yao roared even louder than him: "I don't care if you are Zhang Zhengkai or his puppet projection incarnation. Where is Shen Jie! Where is Yu Luying! What on earth are you going to do? What have you done to them?! Where are they really?! How are we going to wake up from this nightmare? Tell me? Tell me?"

Xiao Yao grabbed Zhang Zhengkai's collar tightly, shook him back and forth, and then punched him again.

"Ah!!!! I've had enough of you!!!" Zhang Zhengkai yelled.

Chapter 392 Isn’t it because of you?

2023-11-26

"I've had enough of you! I've had enough of your endless harassment and pestering of us, I've had enough of you being a toast and then drinking a forfeit!" Xiao Yao roared even louder than him: "I don't care if you are Zhang Zhengkai or his puppet projection incarnation, where is Shen Jie! Where is Yu Luying! What on earth are you going to do? What have you done to them?! Where are they really?! How are we going to wake up from this nightmare? Tell me? Tell me?"

Xiao Yao grabbed Zhang Zhengkai's collar tightly, shook him back and forth, and then punched him again.

"Ah!!!! I've had enough of you!!!" Zhang Zhengkai yelled.

When Xiao Yao's punch hit Zhang Zhengkai's face again, he felt his nose sore, and then a hot liquid flowed out from both nostrils.

"You fucking bitch!!! You stole my wife!!! You slept with my wife!!!" Zhang Zhengkai shouted angrily, "You still have the guts to beat me?"

Just as he finished speaking, Xiao Yao's right eye was hit hard again, causing stars to appear before his eyes and he almost passed out.

A few seconds later, the boy felt a burning pain on his cheek.

To his shame, in his sixteen-year life, Xiao Yao had never seriously fought with anyone as far as he could remember.

Leaving aside the real fights with guns and swords in the palace world, let's just talk about the "fighting". In his memory, when he fought with his classmates in the past, they often hit each other's arms, and no one dared to hit the other in the face.

To put it bluntly, except for those reckless hooligans, most people understand the principle that "if you win the fight, you will lose money and be expelled from school, and if you lose the fight, you will be hospitalized and embarrassed." They are afraid of hurting the other party, so they naturally hit the arm.

Besides, if you hit someone's head, they will hit you back. Once the war escalates, it will be out of control.

I say this to show that this kind of bare-handed, flesh-and-flesh fighting is really a novel experience for Xiao Yao.

The pain and injury did not make Xiao Yao feel cowardly, but instead completely angered him.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Xiao Yao was furious and punched Zhang Zhengkai in the face again and again.

He felt that every time his fist hit his flesh, it seemed as if a strong anger and repression was released.

The sound of bones hitting bones echoed in the air, giving him an unusual pleasure.

Zhang Zhengkai twisted his body with a distorted face, trying to break free from Xiao Yao's control - but every struggle was firmly stopped by Xiao Yao.

His fist was like a hammer, ruthlessly smashing into Zhang Zhengkai's face.

Blood gushed out from Zhang Zhengkai's nose and mouth, further staining his face red.

Little Shen Jie sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

This fight was not a duel between two people with martial arts skills, but more like a chaotic brawl between two hot-blooded teenagers.

No techniques, no tricks, just pure power and rage.

The fists of both of them were flying in the air fearlessly, and every contact was a collision of two forces.

Xiao Yao's eyes became fanatical. He was no longer cautious and focused all his attention on attacking, which of course left him wide open.

His fists collided with Zhang Zhengkai's, and every collision brought a sharp pain, but they did not stop, but continued to fight each other forcefully.

Xiao Yao felt the power surge up from deep within his body, his heart was beating rapidly, and his blood was burning throughout his body.

He hit Zhang Zhengkai's body with all his strength, hoping to vent all his anger through his fists.

Every time his fist landed, he could feel Zhang Zhengkai's nose and cheeks trembling, as well as the strange cracking sound of his bones from the impact.

Zhang Zhengkai waved his hands desperately, trying to block Xiao Yao's attack.

His body was shaken by the blow, but he did not give up the will to resist.

Even though his face was covered in blood, and the blood at the corners of his mouth and nose was even more glaring, he still managed to hold on, and even turned over and rode on Xiao Yao, trying to reach out for his neck.

"Ouch!" Xiao Yao yelled, and shook his head violently, knocking Zhang Zhengkai's little hand away.

The anger of Xiao Yao and Zhang Zhengkai intertwined in the air, and they hit each other without flinching. Each punch was accompanied by a sharp pain, and blood gushed from the corners of their noses and mouths.

Their faces were beaten red and swollen, and their bodies were staggering, but they continued to fight tenaciously.

Zhang Zhengkai, with his small arms and legs, was surprisingly as strong as Xiao Yao's - he used his upper hand to swing his fists tenaciously, aiming at Xiao Yao's face and body.

Every time a fist landed, it was accompanied by a strong force, hitting Xiao Yao with a dull and powerful sound.

"You not only stole my girlfriend," Zhang Zhengkai's fists were as ferocious as a wild beast. Every blow brought intense pain, but he did not retreat. Instead, he launched an even more frantic attack: "You also stole my Dragon Man Shield!"

Xiao Yao felt every punch to his body, but he fought back without showing any weakness.

Is he crazy? Is he drunk? What dragon shield? Xiao Yao was confused.

His strength filled his whole body, and every time he raised his fist it was with violent force.

The two men continued to punch each other, their fists becoming more and more sore and their breathing becoming more and more rapid.

Little Shen Jie finally stopped crying, rushed forward desperately, grabbed Zhang Zhengkai's clothes on his back and pulled him back: "Stop fighting!"

Xiao Yao felt the pressure on him relieved in an instant, and he was overjoyed: Good wife! This is a good way to take sides!

Zhang Zhengkai was already at the end of his strength, and he suddenly felt dizzy after the pull on his back.

Xiao Yao seized the opportunity - he punched Zhang Zhengkai hard in the abdomen.

Zhang Zhengkai felt his gastric juice churning up, and the severe pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Before he could recover, Xiao Yao threw another uppercut, hitting him hard on the chin.

Zhang Zhengkai only felt dizzy, then he fell off Xiao Yao and fell to the ground.

His consciousness gradually blurred.

……

Xiao Yao was also lying on the ground, breathing heavily.

The two young men lay head to head, their bodies connected in an "eight" shape, looking up at the dark "sky" together.

"Big brother, big brother, are you okay?" Little Shen Jie's voice was still tearful.

Xiao Yao shook his head vigorously and reached out to pinch the little girl's face.

"Kaizi, did you have fun today?" Xiao Yao squinted his eyes and asked Zhang Zhengkai.

"What?" Zhang Zhengkai waited for several seconds before speaking.

"Beat me, are you satisfied?" Xiao Yao laughed heartily, but after laughing twice he felt pain in his wound, so he hissed and stopped laughing.

"It's OK, so-so, that's all." Zhang Zhengkai also forced a smile: "How about you, are you satisfied?"

"Me? What's so satisfying about me?" Xiao Yao tilted his head and spat out a bloody spit: "Okay, it's quite satisfying."

The two young men looked up at the dark "sky" together - they could laugh without even raising their heads.

Little Shen Jie was wiping the tears that had just dried up from her eyes, and fell into a state of confusion.

How come these two big brothers were fighting each other just now, but now they are chatting and laughing like buddies?