Even if you are a demon, you must win glory for the country

Chapter 144 Something bad happened

"How old are you and what's your name?"

In a not-so-good residential building, the woman smiled as she looked at the little girl who was wolfing down a big meat bun in front of her.

She must have enjoyed her meal so much that she kept smiling.

Although the child was dirty when he first came out, once his face was washed, it was discovered that he was incredibly beautiful.

He seems to be a mixed-race.

He has deep eye sockets, a straight nose and eyes that are slightly blue.

The woman was stunned at the time.

Then his expression changed and he asked for the girl's basic information.

"Amon, my name is Amon. I'm ten or twelve years old."

Amon, who was eating a meat bun, smiled at the woman.

The woman was even more satisfied seeing that she spoke clearly and didn't seem stupid.

A man stood on the other side, smoking a cigarette and frowning as he looked at her: "Why does she look like a mixed race? The mark is so obvious, will there be any problem?"

"What's the problem? You saw her rummaging through the garbage." The woman turned her head and said, "It's better to be mixed-race."

She came over and whispered, "It's so beautiful and a rare item. Do you know how expensive it is to sell it abroad? If you have good connections, no one will find out."

She didn't notice that Amon, who was eating a bun, narrowed his eyes.

Then she smiled sweetly again.

She seemed innocent.

The man nodded when he heard it: "That's right."

Amon suddenly shouted, "Anything else? I'm still hungry. The buns are delicious. How are they made?"

The man was a little incredulous: "You've already eaten three of these big buns, and you're still hungry? Are you a starving ghost reincarnated?"

"Go, Qian Laoliu, watch your words." The woman rolled her eyes: "It's better to be obedient and well-behaved. Go, continue buying buns for her."

She turned to look at Amon: "Amon, are you so hungry?"

"Yeah, I haven't eaten in days, and I've been chased."

Amon wiped his greasy mouth from eating the meat buns, but he was not annoying even so.

Qian Laoliu rolled his eyes and went out to buy buns. A Meng walked to the window sill and looked at the outside world, saying innocently, "Where is this place? Why is it so beautiful? How were these houses built? Why are they stacked so high? Aren't they afraid of falling down?"

The woman's name was Sister Fang. She came over and closed the window without leaving a trace: "Ameng, have you always stayed at home and never gone out before?"

Amon looked at Sister Fang and said obediently, "No, I did go out, but my home is different from yours. I have never seen a place like yours. It's so beautiful. Who is the emperor here?"

Sister Fang laughed: "What are you talking about? Where is the emperor? We don't have an emperor here."

"No emperor?"

Amon seemed to be a little shocked, but soon she returned to normal and murmured, "There is no emperor..."

Sister Fang looked Amon up and down and felt that Amon was a bit stupid.

Why is what you said so funny?

"Uuuuuu——"

At this moment, crying suddenly came from another bedroom.

Sister Fang's face changed and she said to Amon, "Amon, you just stay here."

After saying that, he frowned and walked into the room.

This is an ordinary one-living-room, three-bedroom residential building. The environment is shabby and it looks like it has been renovated for many years.

But Amon didn't understand this.

She listened to the crying, her fingertips tapping on the windowsill.

Fang Jie's scolding voice soon came: "Why are you crying? Didn't I tell you to give medicine to those who cry? It's so annoying."

Someone argued, "You can't keep feeding them. What if they get fed up before they get to the buyer?"

"If you get stupid, someone will take care of you. Give you some sleeping pills. If that doesn't work, give you two injections. Hurry up!"

"Wuwuwuwuwu, I want mommy and daddy, I want mommy and daddy, I don't want you guys!!"

"...Woo."

The crying gradually died down.

"boom."

Qian Laoliu opened the door and came in carrying a big bag of meat buns.

He glanced at Amon and put the buns on the table: "Eat quickly."

Amon took a look, walked over, picked up the bun and started eating.

While she was eating, she looked around at the corners, and from time to time she would pinch off some bun crumbs and sprinkle them in the corners.

When Fang Jie came out, she saw Qian Laoliu, who said, "They said we'll have two days to transfer the goods."

"Two days?" Sister Fang frowned: "So long."

"There's nothing we can do. The inspections are too strict now, and there are too many goods to ship out."

Just as he finished speaking, a man suddenly walked out of the room, holding a child in his hands.

He was like carrying a torn sack: "He seems to have a fever, and he just vomited. What should I do?"

The child he was carrying was only three or four years old. He was dizzy, his face was obviously red due to the fever, and there were traces of white foam at the corners of his mouth.

The situation looked bad.

Amon turned and looked.

"You have a fever? Give me some antipyretic medicine."

The man who came out hesitated: "He's already foaming at the mouth. Something must have gone wrong with the antipyretic medicine. Isn't this guy useless?"

"It's useless, but there are still people who want fools anyway."

Ah Meng suddenly stood up while chewing a meat bun and said, "He is sick and should be taken to the hospital."

All three turned to look at her.

The scene was still somewhat scary.

But Amon didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Qian Laoliu cursed: "Eat your food."

Sister Fang came over and smiled kindly: "Ameng, you don't understand, he just has a simple fever, we have antipyretic medicine."

"We need to take him to the hospital." Amon blinked and looked at the man carrying the child. "Besides, he will be very uncomfortable if you carry him like this. Put him down."

"I'm so annoyed, Sister Fang, let her go in too."

Qian Laoliu came over cursing and prepared to take Amon in.

Sister Fang also frowned and looked at Amon with unfriendly eyes: "Amon, I told you that you have to be an obedient and well-behaved child."

"What a coincidence." Amon smiled sweetly and looked at Sister Fang: "What I hate most in my life is that someone doesn't listen to me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and Qian Laoliu suddenly felt as if one of his knees had suffered a severe impact, and he knelt down instantly.

The moment the severe pain came, Qian Laoliu let out a shrill scream.

And she didn't even meet Qian Laoliu.

At that moment, Sister Fang’s brain seemed to have crashed.

The next second, her body flew into the air and landed directly on the sofa.

The man who was still carrying the child was stunned.

At this moment, no magical adjectives are enough to describe the scene before our eyes.

Amon tilted his head: "I told you to put him down."

The man did as he was told, trembling.

The moment the child was put down, Amon raised his hand and the man fainted instantly.

After doing all this, Amon calmed down again: "I can't kill people, but the leader is gone... No one cares about Amon, so it's okay to kill him, right? It's fine as long as no one knows, hehe..."

At the same time, Ren Yunsheng always felt something was wrong.

He had watched the surveillance video several times, and finally stopped his hesitant gaze on the video that they suspected was of child kidnapping.

Maybe it was his intuition as a member of the outlier group.

Finally, he enlarged the screenshot and showed half of the girl's face.

Suddenly I remembered something, patted my head, and sent the screenshot to the group.

"Do you have any children in your sect?"

[Weaver]: (Voice) Hey, isn't this Amon? Amon is coming over?

Ren Yunsheng: “…”

His brain exploded instantly.

He jumped up from his position in an instant.

“It’s a spoiled dish!!”