The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

In a daze, Yuan Zhuan closed his eyes and made a hissing sound as the thin branches twitched. He wanted to avoid it, but his whole body was so weak that he had no strength. His face, neck, feet, hands... it hurt so much... I rubbed it, Still beating, it hurts!

What kind of dog did something to her? How much hatred and grievance do you have, why do you still have to whip the corpse after death?

I want to open my eyes to resist, but my eyelids feel like weights have been hung on them, and I can’t open them~

As the pain became clearer and clearer, Yuan Zhuan wished he could pretend to be dead on the spot~ Damn it, even death would be restless, wouldn't it?

In reality, it is indeed a fake corpse!

She used all her strength to suck, and then she opened her eyelids a small gap. In the hazy light, three or five blurry figures stood in the distance. The figure closest to her was short and fat. He was holding a strip-shaped object in his hand, and while cursing, he was using the strip to hit himself. Listening to the sound, he must be quite old, at least sixty years old.

If you still fight me, are you looking for death?

Wait, wait until I have the strength, I won’t be able to kill you!

The pain was severe and his head was dizzy. Yuan Zhuan was not aware of his situation. He struggled to get up, but it was all in vain. His limbs did not obey his orders at all and were as soft as noodles.

Uncle's! Without physical conditions, Yuan Zhuan could only feel furious. The dryness of her throat made it impossible for her to even yell back.

The pain in her skin severely stimulated Yuan Zhuan's brain nerves, making her semi-awake, but it was still not worth the weakness caused by the lack of foundation. The intense emotions of anxiety and exposure surged up, and she couldn't bear it. She tilted her head and Yuan Zhuan She lost consciousness again. Before she lost consciousness, she thought that she must withdraw when she recovered.

"Tiezhu, Zhuanzhuan is burning very badly. It's been a day and a night and he hasn't woken up yet. If the burning continues like this, Zhuanzhuan may become stupid. You can't just ignore him~ wuwuwu..." the woman cried. Very sad, the choking nasal sounds were very close to the bed, buzzing like flies, making people feel irritable, and Yuan Zhuan slept very uneasily.

"No, Zhuan Zhuan's destiny is great, it'll be fine, ah..." If something really happened, wouldn't there still be Yuan Zhu?

The man said comforting words, but they had no real effect. He was not prepared to send the person to the hospital at all, which only made the woman cry harder.

"Tie Zhu, no matter what, Zhuan Zhuan is also your daughter in name. For the sake of my dedication to Xun Xun and Min Min over the years, why can't you ask Mom to get some money to go to the clinic?"

"Yuxiang, it's not like you don't know our mother's temper. Money is more important than life. Moreover, Zhuanzhuan still asked us to be beaten like this. If we are sent to the clinic and let outsiders know, how will mother still be here in the future? Let's live in the village~" The man's words were full of embarrassment, but his meaning was very clear. Mom is more important than his wife and stepdaughter, and his mother's face is more important than his stepdaughter's body!

"Wan Tiezhu! You are nothing, you have no conscience... Wuwu... Why am I so miserable~ Why did I marry such a man... Wuwu..." The woman kept her voice down even when she was angry. , shouted the man's name sharply, and then returned to crying weakly, blaming the injustice of fate.

Disturbed by the incessant crying, someone is almost nervous and full of resentment~

Where the hell is this?

Didn't she throw herself into the pool?

Can you let her die a good death?

This kind of man, who sounds like a scumbag at first glance, won’t beat him to death and save the New Year barbecue for him. What’s wrong?

Crying, crying, crying is useless. If you can't stand up on your own, crying to death is useless!

Amidst the endless resentment, Yuan Zhuan was held in a skinny embrace, and the cold porcelain piece was pressed against his lips. He opened his mouth subconsciously, and something warm slid into his mouth. Well... I'm so hungry...

The instinct of her body made Yuan Zhuan swallow in big mouthfuls. After a burst of burning in her dry and painful stomach, her limbs seemed to be filled with warmth, which was so warm that she almost sighed.

comfortable~

After finishing the porridge, he fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but I woke up dizzy. The dim light squeezed into my eyes. Yuan Zhuan, who was mentally stiff, stared at the tiles above his forehead, feeling a little confused.

The layers of spider webs on the horizontal and vertical beams make people's scalp numb~

Hey, let me go, what era is this house from? Didn’t tiles and beams end in the last century?

Was she rescued?

Sent to the deep mountains and forests?

Is this Orion's house?

My mind was buzzing as I stirred up a pot of porridge, and before I could even sort things out, my chest was hit by a heavy object~

Yuan Zhuan: ...it hurts! Can't breathe~

There was a curse word that she really wanted to say, "Fuck!" What kind of dog wants to harm me again! !

He had no time to lift his weak hand, and the physical stress response developed in the apocalypse took over. Even though he was weak, he violently banged his head against the unknown object.

"I'll kill you, I won't let you die happily! I'll kill you!"

Zhao Yuxiang covered her painful forehead from being hit by her daughter, and stared blankly at Yuan Zhuan, who was full of rage, at a loss.

What's going on?

Are you confused about Zhuanzhuan burning?

what did you say? Why can't you understand?

"Zhuanzhuan, Zhuanzhuan, wuwu... What's wrong with you? What's wrong? Mom's Zhuanzhuan... wuwuwu..."

Yuan Zhuan's face felt warm as she was being hugged, and her forehead was pressed against her painful bones. Listening to the cries in her ears, she thought of further counterattack~

It's not a zombie, that's good, that's good, wait... who is this woman? Why are you holding her and crying?

"Dong dong...dong dong...sister...sister...mom...mom..." A child's sharp scream came from outside, and something knocked loudly on the wooden door.

"Knock whatever you want, shout whatever you want. Your sister is dead. You are crying. You little bastard, you don't have to worry about anything. I owe you all. All day long, there is never a day to calm down..." The child Before the childish screams ended, there were sounds of stools being thrown, spatulas being smashed, and curses accompanied by a female voice. After fusion, they severely stimulated Yuan Zhuan's brain nerves.

That grass of mine! Could you please be quieter? ! !

"Mom...sister...mom...ahhhh..." The child continued to scream regardless, but within two seconds it turned into a shrill scream, accompanied by punches, kicks and even louder curses.

It’s not hard to imagine the scene outside~

Before Yuan Zhuan could vent his violent emotions, the woman holding her pushed her away with a scream and rushed out. The wooden door creaked harshly, "Don't hit my son...don't hit my son..." 'Bang bang bang... …'

"You bitch, damn bitch, let you seduce people, let you seduce people...bitch...bitch...I'll beat you to death, one by one. I earned my life, why don't you die? Stay alive. A waste of food..." The vicious curses were accompanied by the sounds of heavy blows on the flesh, as well as the muffled groans of women and the screams of children, which made Yuan Zhuan's heart twitch.

You can already imagine the normalcy of the apocalypse without even looking at it. She is obviously used to it. Why does she feel so much pain in her heart? What is the reason for this empathetic pain?

Yuan Zhuan was still confused in his mind and couldn't figure it out. He followed his body's instinct and got up from the bed with difficulty.

A tall man appeared at the door with his back to the light, and his outline and facial features could not be seen clearly.

Seeing Yuan Zhuan stand up, he did not come in and said, "Zuan Zhuan, you are still weak, don't move forward~" The man's voice was very familiar, it was the scumbag's voice she heard when she was in a daze. .