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#443 - Chapter 442: Working like a cow and a horse, worshipping as a foster father and two siblings

"You even destroy corpses and eliminate traces in the great desert."

Tan Zuoyin drove the Batmobile from the other side of the dune to Qi Jing's side.

Looking at the pile of ashes on the ground and the three cars that were only frames left, she wanted to say something, but a voice suddenly came from the back seat:

"Report! She's okay!"

Xiao Fifteen Point Six Two Four's arm pointed straight at the little black-skinned girl next to him.

Tu Duoduo slowly opened her eyes, and as if sensing something in the dark, she immediately looked out of the car.

Seeing her brother lying on the sand covered in blood, she hurriedly used her hands and feet, staggering over the window, climbed out of the car and ran to Tu Dudong:

"Brother! Brother, don't die!"

Tu Dudong weakly raised his right hand and stroked her head:

"Don't cry, I'm not, not dead yet."

But he had been running for so long, his physical strength had long been exhausted, and he had been shot twice, he couldn't withstand such a large amount of blood loss, and he would definitely die of weakness before long.

Tu Duoduo turned around and kowtowed to Qi Jing:

"Please save my brother, I will be your slave, I will be your lover, I will do anything."

After she kowtowed to Qi Jing, she kowtowed to Six Two Four.

It was this man who spoke loudly just now, it was he who used a magical leaf to heal the injuries she suffered when she rolled down the hill, he must be able to save her brother too.

"I'll do anything, you can do whatever you want to me, just save my brother."

Listening to the voice coming from the translation earpiece, Qi Jing awkwardly looked at Tan Zuoyin.

Did he look like someone who would be interested in a black-skinned girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old?

Tan Zuoyin blinked:

"Why are you looking at me, let Six Two Four heal him."

"Oh, Six Two Four, go and heal him quickly."

"Guarantee to complete the mission——"

After Six Two Four received the order, he shouted again, then picked up the withered leaf spirit that Qi Jing had given him earlier, jumped out of the car and began to heal the little black guy who was losing blood and whose face was almost white.

"Can you not be so jumpy, you're scaring people to death."

"Roger!"

Even though Six Two Four was holding the withered leaf spirit and bending over to heal, he still had to give Qi Jing a standard salute.

This isn't a random personality, this is a random nerve, right?

Qi Jing glanced at the black guy who was slowly recovering, and sighed:

"Foreigners are so miserable, no one cares even when they die."

He leaned his body against the front left door of the car and asked Tan Zuoyin, leaning over:

"Zha Yin, how does it feel to drive without a license?"

"A little scared, but also a little爽 (shuang - awesome)."

Tan Zuoyin had never learned to drive, she had only played racing games.

When Qi Jing came over to save people just now, she tried to drive according to the operating methods in the game, and as a result, she drove a long way before returning here.

It can only be said that it was fortunate that it was in the deserted desert, otherwise she would have broken at least ten telephone poles.

Qi Jing smiled:

"If there is anything more爽 (shuang - awesome) than飙车 (biao che - racing), then it must be unlicensed飙车 (biao che - racing)."

"Your thinking is very dangerous, young comrade, you can only try it in this deserted place, if it were in the country, you would definitely break your head."

"We are good citizens, how could we飙车 (biao che - race) in the country."

Qi Jing imitated the appearance of Six Two Four, stood upright and looked up, deeply gazing at the sky, posing as a young pioneer with firm faith.

Tan Zuoyin looked at him like this and smiled softly.

This guy's mood is finally much better, I don't know if it's because of飙车 (biao che - racing), or because of giving these bad black guys heavenly eyes.

Could it be arson?

No way, no way, my family's Fang Sheng is a bit violent, but arson is definitely not his hobby.

What Tan Zuoyin didn't know was that which boy hadn't played with fire when he was a child.

No one can resist the temptation to ignite something, especially since you can set fire here at will, without any destruction or consequences, and you can also eliminate harm for the people, how爽 (shuang - awesome) is that!

"Look, that black guy is standing up."

"Hello, my brother and I thank you for your rescue."

After Tu Dudong was out of danger, the first thing he did was to express his gratitude to Qi Jing and the others, he knelt down and said:

"We will now go through fire and water for you, we will break our bodies into pieces for you, we will recognize you as our adoptive fathers, you can dispose of me as you please."

After saying this, Tu Dudong raised his head and looked expectantly at the three people in front of him.

But except for the guy who had been expressionless from beginning to end, the other two were stunned, so he began to doubt himself.

Could it be that his Chinese pronunciation was not good? It shouldn't be?

Or, the reason they saved his brother and sister was to catch them alive and sell them for a good price?

He heard that the distant East was full of such bad people, they used the banner of capitalists to exercise the rights of slave owners, in fact, they just changed the name, and the rest was no different.

Just out of the tiger's den, and into the wolf's lair.

Thinking of this, Tu Dudong's heart, which had just wanted to be angry, immediately cooled down completely.

Sell it if you sell it, it's better than dying, at least you can live, these capitalists only want their labor, not their lives.

He thought of the suffering his ancestors had endured in the legend, and resignedly said:

"You can take us away, but we will only be controlled by you for eighteen hours a day, we must eat one meal a day, and we must have a roof over our heads when we sleep! We will try our best not to get sick, we can also work when we are sick, we are healthy, we can survive the disease, and we will not waste your medicine!"

Hearing his words, Qi Jing showed a question mark face.

Wait, why is this black guy who speaks Chinese the same as the one just now? One wants to be his grandson, one wants to be his son.

It's okay to want to be his son, but he also wants to be controlled by him, and the requirements are so exaggerated.

Even the most outrageous capitalist wouldn't have such low requirements, even stray dogs have better treatment than what he said.

Could it be that he has a masochistic tendency?

Stay away, stay away, I heard that this thing is contagious, it's hard to guard against, we can't get infected.

Watching Qi Jing take two steps back, Tan Zuoyin let out a silver bell-like laugh.

This is the consequence of not learning a foreign language well, fortunately she can directly understand the real meaning of this black guy.

She first asked Six Two Four to help the black guy up, and then asked him:

"Are you a guide from the Hasala Mire? What's your name?"

"Yes! My name is Tu Dudong, the best mud guide here!"

The meaning of mud guide is the guide of the Hasala Mire.

The mire behind this other-dimensional door is as boundless as the desert in front of the door, so a guide familiar with this place is needed to pass through it smoothly.

"Very good, we need your information and be our guide for a few days, can you do it?"

When Tu Dudong heard Tan Zuoyin's words, he realized that they wanted him to be a guide, not to catch him as a slave.

That's right, how could someone who asks his name in the first sentence be a bad person?

"But, we are being chased, it will bring you trouble."