Chapter 4096： After being trafficked, I became a village tyrant (9)

Chapter 4096 After being trafficked, I became a village tyrant (9)

Su Qiao glanced at the man on the ground disdainfully, retracted the wooden stick, carried it on his shoulders, and walked out of the wood shed swaggeringly.

I thought of finding a more comfortable room after dawn, but now I can’t sleep if I want to sleep, so I just moved a nest.

However, I ate a watermelon at night, and there was no oil or water in my stomach, which would make me growl hungry.

She turned her head to look at the yard, and finally stopped at the chicken pen in the corner.

walked over and knocked on the wooden door on the chicken pen with a stick. There were still a lot of chickens inside.

Wang Guizhi was afraid of her idea of ​​hitting the chicken, and hurried forward: "Girl, let this chicken out. It’s easy to throw away at night, but you can’t let it out."

Su Qiao kicked the chicken at the door, and gave her a look: "I'm hungry, so I'll get some food for me. I want to eat meat, eat meat, if there is no meat, I will cut off your meat and roast it. "

Wang Guihua originally thought that she would say that she would not give her meat, so she would kill all the chickens, but she didn’t expect that she would say... to eat their meat.

Feeling the girl's cruelty again, Wang Guihua wanted to ask God, what kind of woman did Chen Ligen send to her house?

But at this time, she didn't dare to bear it anymore, and quickly said: "There is meat, there is...there is bacon on the beam of the stove."

Su Qiao glared unceremoniously, just like a bully: "Why don't you do it for me? Are you looking for death?"

【Host, do you rest assured to let them do it? If they have any drugs or something in their hands, wouldn't you be miserable? 】

Su Qiao blinked, which is right.

The sharpened wood stretched out and pressed it against the old woman’s neck: “Where is the meat, where is the kitchen, take me with me, the old lady has to stare at you personally to do it, so that you don’t have to worry about it.”

Wang Guizhi turned his head slightly and glanced at the man who was supporting his son. The man nodded slightly, and she hurriedly took Su Qiao to the stove.

It was pitch black in the stove, and it was only after Wang Guizhi lit the oil lamp hanging in the corner that there was light.

"What the **** is this? Why are there no lights?"

Su Qiao was speechless.

Are these people still alive in ancient times?

In the 21st century where even robots have been developed, oil lamps are used for lighting.

Wang Guihua fetched water to boil hot water, and replied: “There are lights. The village chief uses generators to generate electricity every night, but the stove is not needed at night, so...so only oil lamps.”

"This kind of ghost place is nothing, I really don't know how you can live in it."

Su Qiao stood by the kitchen door, with his back against the wall, watching the kitchen while watching the outside.

When I saw two knives on the table, a kitchen knife, and a slightly curved deboning knife, he stepped forward and took the deboning knife in his hand.

"Girl, this can't be used, it will hurt yourself if you are not careful. This is only used when Dalong's father is helping to kill pigs in the village, you..."

Su Qiao tossed, caught it easily, pulled a sword in the air, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I used this thing often before, so I won't cut it on myself."

Looking at Wang Guizhi quietly looking at himself while packing the bacon, Su Qiao rolled his eyes, and suddenly moved forward, with a mysterious expression on his face: "Do you know why I wouldn't cut myself?"

"Because of me, I usually use it to pick other people's flesh."

Wang Guizhi was so scared that he dropped the firewood stick in his hand, and he trembled, "You, you, you...Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)