After I was forced to be a survival game NPC

Chapter 483 Sand City (25)

[System prompt: You have arrived at the supply point - the cannibal's house. 】

hiss.
This material is quite hardcore.

Su Nanzhi looked at the water brought up by the woman. For supplies, there is a well here.

"After finding my brother, he will pay the reward." She said shyly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman's eyes were full of kindness, "It's okay, I just see that it's not easy for you as a girl outside, and I didn't help you for reward."

Su Nanzhi didn't touch the water on the table, and observed the situation in the house while coping with the middle-aged woman's routine.

Suddenly, there was a sound under the floor.

The middle-aged woman's complexion changed slightly, but then returned to normal, "It's my family and the youngest son who are organizing things down there."

Su Nanzhi nodded in cooperation.

"Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" the young man asked shyly.

"No, no need." Su Nanzhi waved his hand, turned to the middle-aged woman and asked eagerly, "Do you still remember which direction my brother went?"

The middle-aged woman thought for a while, not sure, and said perfunctorily, "It seems to be in the southwest, the sun has come out, and the temperature outside is so high that it is difficult to walk, you should wait here first, maybe your brother just happened to Come back and find you."

Just after finishing speaking, there was another sound of falling objects.

Su Nanzhi deliberately showed a surprised expression, and the friendship between the middle-aged woman and the young man froze for a moment,

"I really don't know what they are doing. They can't even organize things well. I'll go down and have a look."

The middle-aged woman stood up as she spoke, and when she walked to the basement, she did not forget to give the young man a look from an angle that Su Nanzhi could not see.

That look has nothing to do with friendliness.

The movement in the basement became louder and louder, and even a whimper was heard from a covered mouth.

"There are too many sundries in the basement, it may have been accidentally dumped." The young man explained.

Believe you are a ghost.

Su Nanzhi thought so in his heart, and the doubts on his face were a little less.

basement.

The two people who tried to escape unknowingly got rusty iron sheets and sharp stones, and injured the owner by surprise when they struggled.
However, the two of them were tortured for several days. Both their mental and physical conditions were very poor, and they had never been attacked. The owner and the owner's son teamed up to subdue them after a few blows.

When the middle-aged woman came, the young man in dark linen was dragging a man against the wall.

Seeing the injury on her husband's hand and the object that was hit, the woman's cloudy eyes were full of anger, but she still stopped the young man's movements,
"Don't make a fuss, there is someone at home, and she is a young and beautiful girl."

A bit silly, easy to deceive, it looks like someone who has been protected and never suffered.

"It just so happens that the woman upstairs is about to die." The eyes of the young man in sackcloth lit up, "Last time it was the eldest brother, so it's me this time?"

"Control people first, keep your voice down, don't let her find out what happened in the basement." The woman's cold eyes swept over the shivering person in the corner.

Tang Liang, with his head down, felt that his chance had come. Originally, he wanted to use the NPCs to run out in disorder, but he didn't expect that two of them were useless, and he didn't even kill one of them.

The owner's family's attention was diverted by the woman who had just entered the tiger's mouth, so he could find another chance to escape.

"Where did these things come from?" The owner of the house held a few pieces of not-so-fresh meat and looked at the people on the ground like feeding a dog.

What he was asking about was the bloody iron sheet on the ground. When these people were locked in, they were all searched, and it was impossible to hide things.

(End of this chapter)