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Chapter 378 Control

Found.

He just needed to calm down a little and analyze and think carefully. This seemingly calm and majestic barbecue boy soon discovered that his previous thoughts were a bit too optimistic.

Judging from all the signs in front of me, it was obviously because of my extremely strong desire for my own children that I couldn't help but deceive myself. All of these were untimely consequences of my excessive expectations and optimism.

Too optimistic an idea.

Judging from the current situation, these people chose to ignore and ignore their companions who rolled down the hillside with no expression.

Even just relying on this was enough to make him suddenly vigilant, as if he had been slapped hard on the head, and he immediately woke up.

Maybe it was because he really wanted to live just now that he made such a major error in judgment. These people inadvertently made a mistake in judgment and made a mistake.

Perhaps the reason why they suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help but break up, was to act as if they were trying to target him, and surrounded him without any cover, surrounding them who had nowhere to escape.

In the middle, there is obviously their bad intention, and it is obvious that they have very bad thoughts.

This was already very obvious from the moment they looked at themselves with bright smiles and mocking eyes.

From the lofty look in their eyes, it was like the gods above the nine heavens were looking down at the earth at this moment. Everything fell easily and completely under his special and complete control.

It's as if a very simple movement or an insignificant expression can determine the life and death of thousands of creatures under his gaze.

As for myself, at this moment, I couldn't avoid being in the extremely miserable situation of being looked down from above by them, as if I saw an interesting little bug in their eyes, and I couldn't help but come over for a while.

Out of interest, I wanted to draw this interesting-looking insect and keep it firmly in front of my eyes, so that I could savor and observe it carefully, with a faint hope.

It seems that he hopes that the next performance of this little bug will be exciting and interesting enough to bring him enough excitement and interest.

Otherwise, once its subsequent performance is too ordinary and terrible, they will definitely lose interest in it and be disappointed.

Once this is really the case, and your next performance really cannot arouse their interest, then you can basically know what kind of dangerous situation you are about to face without even thinking about it.

It's like a very destructive naughty boy who has completely lost interest in the grasshopper, the plaything in his hand, and has become very disgusted and disgusted.

Once that moment comes, once that naughty boy has no respect for life at all and is very cruel, at that moment he will definitely kill him without any mercy.

If he did anything wrong, he would directly kill him and rip off the legs of the grasshopper without mercy. Even so, it still felt very unsatisfactory. He just killed the head of the grasshopper that had offended him with one fatal move.

Willing to give up contentedly.

In the past, when I played with my friends, I would see this scene from time to time.

At that time, although he didn't know why, he could always hide and hide. No matter what, he would stay far away and not want to participate.

But at that time, it seemed that he had seen too many such things. Although he would avoid them intentionally every time, to be honest, he had already been used to all that at that time. For those who were obviously not very good,

I take it for granted and think that it is just a trivial matter like sesame seeds and mung beans.

It happened when it was supposed to happen. Even if it happened unavoidably around him, he had long been used to it. He really didn't think there was anything wrong or anything wrong with this approach.

But once I have the opportunity now, my role suddenly changes, and I suddenly become the miserable grasshopper in the hands of the urchins.

And the group of people in front of them started to replace them inexplicably. They all rushed in and replaced the characters in the original story without saying a word. They completely controlled everything about themselves. At this moment, they had already locked themselves in.

Hold it tightly in your hands, and if you disagree, you will be extremely cruel, humiliate and torture yourself with severed hands and feet, and finally, if you are impatient, you will kill you without hesitation, just like urchins treat those poor grasshoppers.

, he pulled off his own head with a fierce force and killed himself on the spot...

I dare not think about it.

When I think of the miserable situation I am in at this moment, it is really like the extremely miserable grasshopper that fell into the hands of urchins in my past memory.

He couldn't help but tremble all over, and his whole body shivered.

Same thing.

The extremely difficult situation I was in at this moment was obviously exactly the same as the grasshoppers in my memory that fell into the hands of urchins one after another.

They are all so weak and helpless, with no power to resist.

They are so helpless that they involuntarily give everything they have to others.

No matter how strongly you fight and oppose, no matter how strong your resentment is, no matter how unwilling you are.

But it was always helpless and to no avail.

After all, with my insignificant resistance ability like a grasshopper at this moment, my strength is too small.

Even if he tried his best with all his strength and risked everything, he fought with this group of strangers who had already secured victory at this moment and firmly controlled everything about him.

It is estimated that even so, at this moment, I am extremely miserable, like a grasshopper in the hands of a naughty boy. I am still powerless. Even if I try my best, I can't push away the button pressed very casually by the naughty boy who controls everything about me.

a finger.

Or maybe that naughty kid really made up his mind, and if he wanted to, he might just need to use some strength casually, and he could easily crush him.

It was inevitable to be crushed by that finger with extremely heavy force.

Once that really happens, it is really unavoidable for me to face all this at that moment.
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