[Quick Wear] Daily Cleansing of Trash

Chapter 550 My Son Is Not My Son 14

What just happened?

The excitement of the ups and downs made Fang Zhou's mind a little confused, and he just stared blankly at the familiar figure falling from the sky.

Ai Qiuxin waved the dog-leg knife around and chopped off all the tentacles that were wrapped around Fang Zhou and the middle-aged woman in a few strokes.

Ai Qiuxin hugged Fang Zhou and said, "My dear son, are you okay?"

Fang Zhou stared at Ai Qiuxin blankly, suspecting he was dreaming: "Mom?"

The voice was full of twists and turns, full of disbelief.

"Squeak~"

The tentacle monsters gathered again. Ai Qiuxin stood up and stood between Fang Zhou and the middle-aged woman. "My dear son, do you want to see your mother tear the monsters apart with my bare hands?"

Fang Zhou: “Ah???”

Before he could react, Ai Qiuxin rushed over with a "whoosh", and used his ruthless dog-leg knife to leave an afterimage. With a few "swishes", he split the tentacle monsters around him into two halves.

"Tremble, you little bastards!"

Ai Qiuxin moved as fiercely as a tiger, and the ground was covered with monster corpses.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the tentacle monsters that had already developed intelligence turned around and ran away.

The wind is blowing!

Fang Zhou sat on the ground stupidly, unable to recover for a long time.

Ai Qiuxin squatted down and rubbed Fang Zhou's face vigorously with both hands: "Good son, come back to your senses!"

Fang Zhou woke up from his dream, tears welling up in his eyes. He hugged Ai Qiuxin and cried loudly: "My dear mother, why did you come here too?"

What bad luck has befallen this mother and son? One wasn’t enough, now here comes another!

Although Ai Qiuxin looked extremely cool when she first appeared, completely different from her previous weak appearance, Fang Zhou still recognized that she was his biological mother!

Thinking of this shabby world not suitable for human beings, Fang Zhou cried even louder.

Ai Qiuxin: ...

She touched her head and was confused by Fang Zhou's reaction. She could only hug Fang Zhou and comfort him softly: "It's okay, it's okay, mom is here, don't be afraid, Xiao Zhou!"

The middle-aged woman who escaped death sat aside, gasping for breath. She looked at Ai Qiuxin and Fang Zhou hugging each other, feeling a little confused.

The Eastern Shelter is so small, and there are only so many people coming and going as bait. The middle-aged woman has seen Ai Qiuxin No. 2.

However, in her impression, Ai Qiuxin No. 2 was just a weak woman who always relied on the people in the hunting team to serve as bait, and she was nothing like the killer she is now.

Huang Wenqiang and others who were hiding behind a trap not far away saw all this.

After making sure that all the monsters had left, Huang Wenqiang and his companions came over.

He pulled out a pistol and shouted at Ai Qiuxin: "Don't move! Who are you?"

Ai Qiuxin glanced at Huang Wenqiang and was irritated by his dark appearance. She quickly looked at Fang Zhou to wash her eyes.

Fang Zhou calmed down, wiped away his tears, and stood up to block Ai Qiuxin: "Do you still want to kill someone?"

The scene of Huang Wenqiang pushing him towards the monster was still vivid in Fang Zhou's mind, making him extremely hateful.

Even a clay man has some temper, not to mention that Fang Zhou is not the Holy Father. He does not have the good virtue of repaying evil with kindness and cannot forgive those who harmed him.

Huang Wenqiang didn't even glance at Fang Zhou, but just narrowed his eyes at Ai Qiuxin: "Aren't you in the shelter? Why are you here?"

Huang Wenqiang remembered that this woman was Fang Zhou's mother, but she was not the bait today, so why did she suddenly appear?

Also, since she has such good skills, why would she rather sell her body than come out to kill monsters?

Ai Qiuxin looked Huang Wenqiang up and down and sneered, "You were the one who pushed my son just now, weren't you?"

Without waiting for Huang Wenqiang to answer, Ai Qiuxin grabbed Huang Wenqiang and threw him to the ground, took off his gun and threw it to Fang Zhou, then took out a dog-leg knife and put it to his neck.

"what are you doing?"

Everyone was shocked by Ai Qiuxin's sudden move, and the other members of the hunting team drew their weapons and pointed them at her.

Fang Zhou put his finger on the trigger and yelled, "Don't move!"

The middle-aged woman got up, hesitated for a moment, and then stood beside Fang Zhou, holding the broken sickle and looking at the opposite side vigilantly.

Huang Wenqiang's back hit the snow hard, and he saw stars in pain.

He struggled to get up, but Ai Qiuxin's knife-holding hand remained motionless, not even moving back half a millimeter, and directly cut a deep wound on his neck.

Huang Wenqiang stopped for a moment, not daring to move rashly again.

Ai Qiuxin looked at Huang Wenqiang with a cunning look on his face. She had no interest in talking nonsense with him, so she stretched out her hand and directly wiped his neck.

"Ho..."

Huang Wenqiang's pupils shrank, and he slowly fell to the ground the next second.

Before others could react, Ai Qiuxin kicked over the remaining members of the hunting team with a few "pa pa pa" kicks, snatched their weapons and threw them on the ground.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou and the middle-aged woman rushed over and hugged all the weapons in their arms.

Ai Qiuxin looked down at the hunting team members lying on the ground, hugging their legs and wailing, and sneered: "Don't you like letting others be bait? Why don't you just do it yourself!"

After that, Ai Qiuxin kicked each of them like a football, kicking them into a trap in the distance: "Go!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

After the screams, there were a few "bangs" and those people fell freely in a parabola and fell directly into the trap.

The sound here once again alarmed the tentacle monster. The next second, the pupa in the snow over there was seen moving dense tentacles towards the trap.

Fang Zhou took the remote control from Huang Wenqiang and pressed it without hesitation.

"boom!"

A huge explosion was heard in the distance, and the gray snow in the sky was blown back into the sky by the residual power of the bomb.

Ai Qiuxin did not let down his guard. Before the monsters were attracted in large numbers, he called out to the others, "Let's go!"

After saying that, she took the dog-leg knife to clear a path and ran in the opposite direction of the trap.

Everyone had experienced life and death and knew what was important and urgent. No one objected at the moment, and they all followed Ai Qiuxin.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Ai Qiuxin finally stopped.

The person behind her was so exhausted that he immediately collapsed on the ground.

Fang Zhou wiped the sweat off his face, moved closer to Ai Qiuxin and called out, "Mom..."

Ai Qiuxin looked at Fang Zhou lovingly and touched his thin face: "Hey~ Mommy's good son!"

The middle-aged woman took a deep breath and thought of Huang Wenqiang's identity. She began to fear: "Huang Wenqiang was Gao Tai's confidant. Now he is dead. What should we do next?"

Ai Qiuxin touched his chin: "Tell me the specific situation in detail."

Several people looked at each other, and finally the middle-aged woman spoke, with others adding a few words from time to time.

Now they are all tied to the same rope, and there is no other way except to follow Ai Qiuxin.

After listening to the stories of several people, Ai Qiu gradually had some ideas in his mind.

She nodded: "I understand!"

Fang Zhou whispered: "Mom, what should we do?"

Ai Qiuxin patted Fang Zhou's shoulder with a smile: "Be good, just watch!"