After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Chapter 167

Fortunately, the preliminary preparations were sufficient and everything went smoothly. The leading man had a short haircut and said while holding a shotgun:

"You are out of luck and have to spend a lot of money to buy your way out. Don't blame me for being disloyal. Hand over the keys!"

Ni Yangzhou looked at the robbery gang which consisted of young and middle-aged men, some tall and some short, with an arrogant look on their faces. It seemed that this method of luring people into a trap had been successful many times.

In times of emergency, women and food are both resources that are snatched away. But no one thinks that they may also become victims of being snatched away.

Ni Yangzhou shrank back and said, "Okay, okay! Big brother, please don't shoot, everything is fine!"

Yin Jiazhu felt that the name didn't sound right, but he held back and said nothing, and took out the key from his pocket.

Ni Yangzhou was afraid that the man would be exposed, so he quickly took the key and handed it over. A yellow-haired boy next to him took it, but his eyes moved around the young man's face twice. Yin Jiazhu ignored Ni Yangzhou's tightly clenched hand, stretched out his arm, and hugged the young man.

"Hurry up!" The leader kicked the yellow-haired little brother, waved his hand, and sent two people to go to the car to search for supplies.

"Boss! A box of instant noodles! And a few packs of wafers!"

The leader was holding a hunting rifle and was assessing the situation of the two crippled brothers. When he heard his men shouting, he sneered, "I thought they were just young boys, but it turns out they can hide. Are they going to be eaten?"

The food was prepared in advance. Ni Yangzhou pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Be on guard against others... Be on guard against others..."

"You're playing tricks on me." The leading man pointed his shotgun at the road, "Go, don't wait until I point a gun at your ass."

Ni Yangzhou felt that the man beside him was on the verge of a fury, so he had to hold on tighter and tighter, taking advantage of the cloth to gently stroke Yin Jiazhu's palm.

I thought to myself, my dear brother, please stop making trouble, let’s go in and take a look.

Several men looked at each other, no one spoke, and they all followed the people forward. The asphalt road was not very long, and inside was a compacted dirt road. There were not many mutated plants, and it looked peaceful and tranquil.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, we finally arrived at a private house. There were a few women outside the door, roasting pig hair on an old-fashioned stove. No one looked up when they heard the footsteps, and they were still busy with their work. There were a few young men sitting idly on the chairs next to them. When they saw the visitors, they all stood up and greeted them.

The leading man didn't respond, but just nodded.

The iron skewers in the women's hands burned the pig skin, and a puff of white smoke came out with a slight smell of burnt meat.

"you."

Approaching the yard, the leading man looked at the two brothers and pointed at Ni Yangzhou: "Go to the house and wait for me."

Yin Jiazhu's grip suddenly tightened, and Ni Yangzhou almost cried out in pain. Fortunately, he managed to hold it in and just pretended to be scared and said:

"Brother, is there anything you want me to do? Your men have taken all the food, and I have nothing on me..."

The leading man had a very dark complexion, with a circle of sunburn marks on his forehead from wearing a hat. His eyes were filled with impatience: "If you ask me again, I'll beat your ass until it's swollen. Go!"

Ni Yangzhou patted Yin Jiazhu's arm, looked into those deep black eyes for a second, then took the initiative to get away and walked into the house.

A large tiled house with a stainless steel glass door and curtains drawn inside.

Yin Jiazhu stood and looked at the young man's back.

"Boss, this..."

The leading man was also looking at Ni Yangzhou's back, appearing very satisfied. Hearing this, he turned to Yin Jiazhu, whose face was gloomy.

"Here, do you want any?"

None of the men who followed him responded, and the yellow-haired young man smiled and continued, "We don't like those with dead faces. They are unlucky. White and tender ones are better."

"Tsk!" The leading man said with a smile: "Then feed Lai Fu, I have used up this small one, so I will give you some to try."

"Okay! Good! Thank you, boss!" Several of the younger brothers smiled and sent someone to escort Yin Jiazhu to the backyard.

Hello Laifu?

Ni Yangzhou stood in front of the door, watching Yin Jiazhu being pushed forward. He was not too worried, as the villain's fighting ability was not on the same level as these young idle hooligans. He was just curious about what "lai fu" was.

The name of the vicious dog? The nickname of the domesticated zombie? Chang Wei beat Lai Fu?

The ending tone is very light, and it doesn’t sound like a nickname for an animal.

Suddenly, I was pushed on the back. The man with the crew cut laughed and said, "Are you still looking at your boyfriend?"

"This... Look at what you said, big brother. He is my brother, my dear big brother."

"Bullshit," the crew-haired man pushed open the door and led Ni Yangzhou inside. "A white flour bun and a pickle jar, you dare to say you are my biological son when you look so different from me."

When Ni Yangzhou wanted to turn back, he had already entered the room. There were not many tables and chairs in the room, and there was a bed next to it. The open space was full of food, stacked from the ground to the roof, which was as big as the warehouse of a small supermarket.

"Your eyes are straight?"

The man with the buzz cut is very satisfied with his wealth and is not afraid to show it to others: "What dear brother, good brother? Today your good brother has to be replaced."

After hearing this, Ni Yangzhou finally understood what it meant to let him go into the room alone.

The young man pointed at himself with one hand, looking a little helpless: "You want, want, want me?"

The crew-haired man laughed and said, "What a joke! Your good brother's eyes are stuck on you and you can't even peel them off. Why are you pretending to be a pure and strong man?"

Ni Yangzhou was amused: "Is it possible that he is unrequited love?"

The crew-haired man looked at his watch and was too lazy to talk any more. He said, "It's almost time for dinner. Let me, your good brother, have some fun first. After you've served me well, I'll let you see your good big brother again and then reward you with two mouthfuls of food."

As he said this, he began to unbuckle his belt.

Ni Yangzhou stood there, his frightened expression long gone, his face calm, and he still asked: "What is Lai Fu, a dog?"

The man with the crew cut came closer and closer: "Laifu is Laifu, why are you asking me that? Hurry up and turn around."

Ni Yangzhou stretched out his hand and grabbed the other man's half-pulled belt. The man with the crew cut was delighted, thinking that this was good and he knew how to take the initiative.

But the young man stopped moving and tightened the belt in his hand: "Are you the reincarnation of a fart spirit?"

"What?" The topic changed so quickly that the man with the crew cut didn't hear clearly for a moment.

"You're just saying it like a fart. You're afraid you'll forget your original form, so you remind yourself over and over again, right?"

"You bastard!" The man with a crew cut was furious. He reached out and grabbed the hunting rifle hanging at the door and put it directly against Ni Yangzhou's chin. The huge muzzle was black and cold.

With a smile on his face, Ni Yangzhou touched the gun with one hand. Under the shocked gaze of the crew-haired man, the half-meter-long shotgun disappeared out of thin air without any warning.

The young man loosened his belt. The man with a crew cut opened his mouth wide, pulled his pants and took two steps back. He almost fell down and was gently helped up by Ni Yangzhou.

The light in the room with the curtains drawn was not bright. The pale young man had fluffy hair and a smile on his lips, looking gentle and innocent.

"Please put on your pants and make sure nothing is leaking."

"Please be considerate. I have a phobia of sharp objects."