Chapter 180 Invincible Doomsday (32)
Zhou Ye effortlessly lifted the child up with one hand, patted the child's butt with the other hand, and turned his head directly in front of him, looking at the bulging piece on his chest.
"Do you know where the last person who stole my stuff is?"
The child was being carried without struggling or shouting. He was extremely well-behaved and had a flattering smile on his face.
"Sister, I don't know."
"In my belly."
Zhou Ye's expression was serious, and under his thick eyebrows, his beautiful dark eyes shone with a cold light.
The smile on the child's face was stiff, and the smile was uglier than crying.
"Sister, I'll give you the things back and let me go."
Zhou Ye still carried him as if he was carrying a bag of garbage.
The child took something out of his chest and handed it to her. It was a small satchel with two small buns in it.
The milky flavor is very strong, Zhou Ye especially likes it.
"Sister, I gave you the things, please let me go, please."
All the child could do was beg for mercy. If Zhou Ye insisted on not letting him go, or even beat him to death for this matter, no one would care about him here.
"Sister."
Zhou Ye let go, and the child fell to the ground with a thud. It looked like he had a serious fall, but he got up and ran away like a normal person.
Like a catfish, it fell into the water and was very slippery.
The wailing started again.
"One of the most annoying behaviors among human beings is to take care of their children and not take care of them!"
Zhou Ye watched the child disappear from sight, blinked his eyes, and spoke hoarsely.
"You fucking know better."
"You scolded me."
"Well, I scold you."
"Huh, you have no conscience. I taught you about human nature and you come to scold me!" Zhou Ye ignored him and walked faster towards the crowd.
In his sight, a tall figure kept moving back and forth in front of him. His speed was so fast that his feet almost didn't touch the ground.
In this apocalyptic world, there are many superpowers, and it is not a strange thing no matter how fast a person is, so even if the person's shuttle figure is almost out of shape, not many people care.
Zhou Ye sniffed it, raised his feet and chased after him.
"Why are you running so fast?"
"Catch something."
After saying this, Zhou Ye speeded up, ice forming under his feet every step of the way, and the friction of each foot was reduced to a minimum, leading her to glide and run nimbly among the crowd.
The only ability of this body is to control water. All Zhou Ye can do is to maximize this ability.
Finally, before the last second when that figure disappeared, she watched him walk into a dark tent.
Zhou Ye stopped and looked up.
In front of us is the tent area where the lower-class residents live, which is what the people in the apartment call the slums.
It's a bit poor, but people squeeze in every day. After all, this place can give people hope of living.
Zhou Ye walked forward, and the ice beneath his feet melted, and then vaporized silently.
The black tent in front of her was only one meter high with a small bulge. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that that tall figure would squeeze into this small tent.
Just as he was about to lift the curtain, Aowu suddenly shouted.
"Be careful! What if there's a living corpse inside and bites you?"
Aowu always had strange doubts about Zhou Ye's strength, so Zhou Yeli ignored him and directly opened the curtain.
The light shone in, and there was only an off-white floor mat in the tent, with a black quilt curled up on the mat.
The thing in the quilt was motionless.
Zhou Ye lowered his eyes, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and a subtle refreshing wind filled his heart and spleen.
The anxious heart was slightly calmed down.
(End of chapter)