Apocalypse Arrival - chapter 254

A group of men lay crookedly in the gloomy alley, crying and begging, unable to crawl.

The girl who was under twenty years old looked down at her fist, which was a little damaged by excessive force, as if she hadn’t enjoyed herself yet.

“Don’t, don’t, sister, don’t hurt me!” A bald man fell on the ground and begged for mercy. The girl looked petite, but her fists were really hard, both cruel and fast. They had no room for a backhand. No, he was held down instantly.

He had two broken ribs and broken leg bones. He couldn’t run even if he wanted to, so he had to think about ways to beg for mercy.

In the era, it was easy to kill, and it was not difficult to be killed.

“We didn’t take anything from her. This woman was originally sold.” He pointed to the woman in the corner, “Look, she was stealing things and is a thief.”

The woman had almost all her clothes torn apart. She shrank her head in the corner, her body was blue and purple, and she held a small piece of dough tightly in her hands.

The woman was not very young anymore, but her skin was tight and plump, and the faint brows were slightly frowned, giving them the unique charm of a mature woman.

Chu Qianxun recognized her.

She would be a famous woman later in time.

It should be said that it was the woman behind a famous man.

A few years later, the northern border with Winter City as the center was in the hands of a powerful water ability holder called Han Youming. The tycoon had tough methods and a violent personality, and his management base adopted power politics. Anyone who opposed him or didn’t abide by the rules, ended up dead. There were bloody heads hanging at the gate of the Winter City almost every day.

But this tyrant-like man was the ideal lover.

Although he was cruel and bloodthirsty, he was very dedicated in feelings and obeyed his only wife in every way.

That lady was an ordinary person who was weak, without any ability, her appearance was not particularly outstanding, and she was not young. She clung to the huge towering tree like a dodder flower.

It happened that the towering tree was willing to protect her and let her live happily and freely.

In those cruel ages, most women who wanted to live on support of men did not end well, and it was even more enviable for a lucky person like her to live with one.

Chu Qianxun had also been jealous of her.

When living on the northern border, Chu Qianxun made a mistake, and under the harsh laws of the northern border, she had to pay an unbearable price for it.

At that time, the lady happened to be passing by. She was wearing a beautiful coat and soft fur on her shoulders, looking at Chu Qianxun with a pity look.

“Such a little girl, just forget it.”

Just because of what she said smoothly, the hard-faced executive officer immediately ordered Chu Qianxun and the woman who was about to be punished to be released.

At that time, Chu Qianxun, who was crushed in the mud, raised her head, and felt grateful and jealous of the pampered wife Mu Jia who lived at the top of the entire northern border.

Such a woman like a dodder could live a relaxed life without paying any price.

Jealousy caused Chu Qianxun’s mentality to be distorted. At that time, she even doubted the principle she had always adhered to.

At this moment, Mu Jia got up from the ground.

She pulled the torn clothes to cover her body as much as possible, and hurriedly thanked Chu Qianxun.

“Take off your coat and give it to her,” Chu Qianxun said to the bald man.

When walking out of the dark alley, Chu Qianxun was followed by a woman in a man’s coat.

When she turned her head, the woman stopped.

She had two bare legs, her upper body was covered with a large coat, her slender fingers carefully protruded from the placket, pinning the coat that was obviously of a man’s, her mouth and her body was bruised.

The appearance was obviously more likely to evoke a man’s consciousness of crime.

Chu Qianxun did good things to the end and sent her home all the way.

Mu Jia lived in a chaotic area with people at the bottom of Magic City.

When they came to a shack barely built with bamboo poles and rags, Mu Jia thanked Chu Qianxun with some embarrassment.

“You, do you want to go in and sit down?” She just spoke politely. In her mind, the benefactor with bright armor in front of her should not enter such an indecent place.

Who knew that Chu Qianxun raised the curtain, bowed her head and went in.

There was no bed in the shack. There were a few pieces of paper on the floor, on which was piled a tattered bedding, and there was a scrawny man sleeping in the bedding.

A few years later, Han Youming, the prestigious lord of the northern territory, would be powerful in the northern territory.

“I’m really sorry, the conditions here are so bad, there is no place to ask you to sit.”

“He is your man?”

“No, he’s not.”