The human heart is the most difficult thing to understand in this world. Even an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years may not be able to see through it or understand it, let alone Hao'er who is only five or six years old
At a young age, he pursed his lips and looked at the little beggars quietly, then said to them with a sullen face: "Dig two pits in the back and bury them."
Seeing them all standing there huddled, he naturally imitated his father, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be a little adult, and shouted in a cold voice: "Why are you still standing there? Didn't you hear what I said?"
After being yelled at like that, and thinking about the fact that this kid, who was shorter than them, had just killed those two men in front of them, they were startled and responded instinctively, "Yes, yes."
They hurried forward, dragged the two bodies to the back, and began to dig two deep pits and buried the two men in them.
Not far away, Wanyan Qianhua, who was watching, chuckled: "This kid's aura seems to have learned 70% of Mo Ze's. If he continues like this, he will be the next King of Hell when he grows up."
Luo Yu was grinning at this time. His original worries were finally put aside at this moment. Haoer really did not disappoint the master and Lord Yan. If the master knew about it, he would definitely be very happy, right
"Ms. Wanyan, it's getting late." Luo Yu looked at her with a smile on his face.
Wanyan Qianhua glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll leave even if you don't chase me away. I'm not interested in staying here all night." As Wanyan Qianhua spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and the next moment, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the direction of Feng Mansion.
Luo Yu laughed as he watched her leave. He knew that Wanyan Qianhua would tell her master what she saw when she went to the mansion without him saying anything.
Thinking of this, my mood improved, and I couldn't help humming a little tune while sitting on the tree and watching. The two men were already dead, and next, it was up to Haoer to do what he wanted to do.
As night fell, in the dilapidated house, Haoer looked at the little beggars, thought for a moment, and asked, "Do you still have a home?"
The little beggars looked at each other and shook their heads: "We are all orphans." If they had a home, they would not have been forced by those two men to help them make money.
Hearing them say they were orphans, Haoer frowned and said, "Those two are dead. You can go wherever you want."
"But we don't know where to go, and we will starve to death." The young beggar said timidly.
Hearing this, Hao'er thought for a moment and said, "Then you follow me!" He thought that he didn't know how to arrange things for them, but when he returned home, he could ask Uncle Du Fan and the others to arrange things for them. At least, they wouldn't have to be beggars anymore.
The little beggars listened to his words without saying anything, but just lowered their heads slightly. The youngest girl among them looked up at Hao'er timidly and asked, "Then, then will you hit us?"
"No." Hao'er said, thought for a moment, and added: "But you all have to listen to me. As long as you listen, I will make sure you have food to eat."
"Okay." Everyone responded, and the matter was settled...
Meanwhile, Wanyan Qianhua was chatting with Fengjiu. When it came to Hao'er, she laughed and said, "Your son is very smart. He is very decisive when it comes to fighting. I think he will learn Mo Ze's momentum completely in a few years."