My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Hearing the man speak their language, the little girl was overjoyed. She nodded with all her strength and said, "That's enough, we can use the river to soak in the soup. After soaking in it, we'll be able to fill our stomachs!"

"You want to eat it?"

The three children nodded. The little girl begged again, "Please, please give us half of it. We will starve to death …"

The man said flatly, "You ask me for a biscuit, but you don't have anything to exchange with. Why should I give you half of the biscuit for nothing?"

The little girl was stunned and could only say, "Because … "Because you are a good person …"

The man said indifferently, "Who told you I am a good person? Could it be that good people always give things to others for nothing? If being a good person is such a loss, why would you be a good person? "

"Do you see that side?"

In front of Fatty, there was a basket of baked goods waiting to be sold.

The three black children nodded, "I saw …"

After he finished speaking, the man continued to gnaw on the biscuit and drank the soup. He had no intentions of donating even half a piece of the biscuit.

The little girl looked at her two younger brothers. The third brother and sister both had moved expressions on their faces. They were too hungry, so hungry that they could no longer think about what was right or wrong.

However, the black fatty was still an adult after all. Moreover, there were many cases of theft and swindling here, so all the people doing business had to be careful.

Seeing the three children snatching away something, the black fatty's wooden stick immediately swung over!

The African woman was knocked to the ground with a single strike of the staff. The other boy was grabbed and lifted up!

The youngest child, upon seeing this, was so frightened that he began to cry.

"Little thing! How dare they steal food!? "Watch me break your legs!"

The black fatty threw the boy onto the ground, raised the stick, and swung it towards the child's legs!

At that moment, a rough hand suddenly grabbed onto the wooden stick.

"This is for you... Buy their rations. "

A small dollar bill appeared in front of the black fatty, preventing him from doing anything. The person who handed it over was a disheveled man wearing a black windbreaker.

Beside the man was a young girl in her teens. She was wearing a martial arts suit that tied around her body. She had short hair and was extremely cute. It was a pity that her expression was cold. She was petite and had developed quite well.

When the black fatty saw the money, his eyes immediately lit up. He took the money and bowed as he said, "Thank you."

The sloppy-looking man bent down and picked up the dirty cake from the ground. Then he took another cake from the black fat man and handed it to the two children.

After the three of them had received the tapioca cake, they could not care less. After thanking the slovenly man, they hurriedly ran away. As they ran, they even began to nibble on the cake. They were too hungry and could not wait any longer.

"Why don't you give them something to eat? It's just half a loaf of bread."

The young man took a bite and said naturally: "When I was around their age, no one gave me anything for nothing …" If he couldn't get the rations, he would starve to death. If he couldn't defeat others, he would starve to death.

I can give it to them today, tomorrow, the day after, I can't. If they do not survive, it is their own problem. "

The sloppy-looking man squinted his eyes, "FALLEN, five years ago, you weren't like this. It seems your temper has changed quite a bit these few years."

He looked at the little girl behind him and whistled, "What?" I haven't seen you for more than a year. I've grown up and I'm beautiful now. "

"Big Brother Ye Fan." Fog night lowered his head and called out. His face turned red as he carefully and stealthily peeked at Ye Fan.

At this moment, a scrawny stray dog walked to the side of the stall and sniffed at the table.

After looking at it, Asmuntis took a piece of jerky from Ye Fan and placed it in front of the stray dog.

The stray dog quickly grabbed it with its beak and ran away, afraid that it would be spotted by other dogs.

"Oi, slovenly bastard, are you really a hitman? Are you going to feed my flesh to the dogs?" Ye Fan said in annoyance.

"You won't die from hunger," Asmuntis said.

"The Inquisitor couldn't get in touch with you, so let me give you the new instructions."

"My master is looking for me? Oh... "Right, because I've been hunted down this year, all my communication tools have been lost, so as to avoid being tracked …" Ye Fan helplessly said, "Who do the Inquisitors want to kill? Can't you go?"

"There are two reasons. First, your strength has already surpassed mine, and you are now the number one assassin. Second, this mission is not far from here, and you just happen to be here. It's suitable," said Asmuntis.

"Ha... That's right, the number one assassin. When I appeared, there would be ten thousand people waiting to kill me … "My head is worth three hundred million dollars!" Ye Fan curled his lips.

"Five hundred million," Asmuntis said.

"Ah?" has the price increased again? " Ye Fan was depressed.

"You've been appearing less often this year and they can't find you, so naturally prices have soared again," said Asmuntis.

"I don't know. I only know that the target is the nearby town, and that you are the one carrying out the mission."

As he spoke, he handed a cell phone to Ye Fan.

"Hmph, it's this again. I blew up the moment I finished looking at the phone, right?" Ye Fan shook his head, stuffed the phone into his pocket and prepared to look again after leaving.

After walking a few steps, Asmuntis stopped and said, "FALLEN, don't sink too deep. Sometimes you can look around from a different angle."

Asmondius didn't say anything else and just silently left. Fog night … He turned his head around and looked at Ye Fan with a complicated gaze. He bit his lower lip and followed his master out of the market.

After Ye Fan sat in his seat for a while, he stood up with an expressionless face, threw away the remaining jerky in his hand, and strode out of the market.

After reading, Ye Fan threw his phone into a small puddle nearby.

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