I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

She was already very happy to receive the gift from Moyin, and seeing how cherishing HK416 and the others looked, it seemed like a very precious gift.

"Well, I'll go bake some scones, and we can have a tea party tonight to bond."

Moyin stood up and walked into the kitchen. After all, Yunxiang was new to the family and had no fighting ability at all. It would be better for her to get acquainted with the three agents of 416, Qianxia, ​​etc. Otherwise, Yunxiang's weak personality would make it difficult for her to integrate into the family.

Although the children in his family will not deliberately bully newcomers, except for more enthusiastic humanoids like MP5 Type- who will take care of the newcomers, most of the others are in a state of ignoring and not interfering with each other, so it is necessary to let Yunxiang become friends with Chinatsu and the others.

"Then let me help."

HK416 stood up and tried to follow Moyin into the kitchen.

"Please take care of Yunxiang for me. She has a soft personality."

Moyin poked HK416's cheek and spoke.

"Is that so? Fine then. I'll keep an eye on her."

Hearing Moyin say this, HK416 returned to her seat and started chatting with Yunxiang. After all, her happiness was built on Moyin's happiness. If Moyin wanted her to do something, she would never refuse.

Half an hour later, Moyin brought up the sweet-smelling scones and lovely macarons, and they chatted leisurely while drinking hot tea and eating snacks.

Chapter 2233: The Gambler Cursed by the God of Curses

Yunxiang, who was originally a little uneasy, gradually relaxed after being followed by Chinatsu. After all, the HK416 agent and Chinatsu were not like the wives at all. Instead, they were more like the older sisters who took care of her. She was once again happy that she had made the choice to follow Moyin.

She is very happy now. She has a brother named Yin who loves her and older sisters who take care of her. For the first time in so many years, she feels that the future is bright.

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Early the next morning, the gambler named Ning had a meal in the brothel and was then politely invited out.

After all, the girls in the brothel heard him say yesterday that he had lost all his money in gambling, so they were already on guard against him.

People in their line of work are well aware of how low people who get involved in gambling can fall. If this gambler named Ning doesn't have good luck, he probably won't be able to make a comeback in the future, and there is no value to be exploited at all.

Walking on the street of the neighboring town, Mr. Ning started thinking about a very serious problem.

He had gambling debts in three nearby towns, and each casino owed more than the next.

Apart from the debts to his own casino, which still had room for negotiation, the amount owed by other casinos would cost him a lot of money.

It’s better to go home now.

Ning then dragged his tired body and set out on the journey home lifelessly, and at this time, the curse that Moyin cast on him gradually began to take effect.

First, it started to rain heavily, and soon he was soaked like a drowned rat. Then the rope of his straw sandals broke, forcing him to walk barefoot on the muddy road.

"What bad luck!!! What bad luck! Why am I the only one so unlucky? I can't win any money! It's raining when I get home. What the hell is that, God!!!"

On a rainy night, Ning complained about the injustice of God.

A bolt of lightning struck down with a loud bang, splitting a tree in the distance and causing it to explode instantly. The man surnamed Ning was immediately startled.

"God, please spare me, God, please spare me, I'm fine, I'm living a good life, please don't take me away!"

The man surnamed Ning banged his head in the mud, fearing that the next lightning would hit him. After a while, when he found that there was no lightning, he hurriedly got up from the ground and ran towards his home.

Because it was raining heavily and the mountain road was very difficult to walk on, it was not until the second half of the night that Ning returned home hungry and cold.

In the wind and rain, his dilapidated house exuded a desolate atmosphere.

"Yunxiang, light a fire. I'm almost freezing to death. Make me some cakes."

The man surnamed Ning hurriedly pushed open the door and shouted, then took off his coat which was already wet and muddy.

"Why aren't you getting up yet? I told you I was freezing to death but you didn't listen..."

Halfway through the conversation, Mr. Ning suddenly realized that Yunxiang was no longer here. He had sold her to Moyin personally.

It was not until this moment that he began to miss the days when Yunxiang was still by his side.

Previously in the brothel, Yunxiang didn't even want to call him Brother Ning, so calling her that man directly hurt his heart even more.

The man surnamed Ning was silent for a while, piled up a few pieces of firewood by the wall, and then felt for the flint and steel for making fire by the wall and tried to make a fire by himself.

But he, a grown man, never cooked or made a fire before, and Yunxiang was the one who did it all. Now he was sharpening his knife at the last minute and he was soaked all over, so naturally he couldn't make a fire.

In addition, the curse cast on him by Moyin brought with it all kinds of bad luck. Even if his skills were sufficient, he would not be able to successfully start a fire due to various accidents. So in the end, Ning tried for two hours but failed to light a fire to keep warm. In the end, he had to shiver and crawl into the quilt and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ning, who was still in a daze, was awakened by the sound of kicking on the door.

"Ning! Pay your debt now! Otherwise we'll chop off your hands and feet!"

The people in the casino outside were shouting loudly.

"Big, big brother, I don't have any money these days, can you give me a few days? I'll find something to do in these two days."

The man surnamed Ning opened the door and begged in a humble manner.

If he didn't open the door, the casino people would be waiting at the door, and would beat him up as soon as he opened the door to look for food.

"Looking for work? You say you want work every day. You come to our casino every day to find work, right? No money? If you don't have money, just mortgage your wife!"

The man from the casino roughly opened the door, grabbed Ning's collar and spoke fiercely.

"Yun, Yunxiang Quilt was sold by me. Big brother, please have pity on me. I really have nothing left."

The man surnamed Ning said tremblingly.

"Ha, nothing? No, you still have this house, right? Hurry up and hand over the deed!"

When Ning heard that the casino wanted the house deed, his eyes went dark and his body lost strength. This house was his last property. Although it was very shabby, if he lost it, he would be completely homeless.

"Tell me! Where is the title deed?"

"Brother! Brothers, just this once, leave the house to me. I will find a way to pay you back!!! I swear! God, may you strike me down!"

The man surnamed Ning hugged the casino leader, but the other party just kicked him to the edge of the bed.

"Return? Do you think we will believe your lies? Don't think we don't know what you did yesterday. You must have got the money and went to the neighboring town to gamble, right? You won't return the money to us, you will continue to gamble with it! Beat me!!"

The casino leader pointed at the man named Ning, and the younger brothers behind him immediately rushed forward like wolves and tigers and started beating Ning up.

The casino leader started rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for the property deed.

"I told you not to pay me back! I told you not to pay me back!!"

The people in the casino were beating the man named Ning and cursing loudly.

Half an hour later, the bruised and battered Ning was huddled in the corner of the room, shivering and trembling, while the casino leader swaggered in with the title deed and slammed it in front of him.

"Transfer the title deed to me now. If you don't write it, I'll beat you until you write it! You don't want to continue to suffer, do you?"

The people in the casino pressed Ning's head to the ground and crushed it.

"Write! I'll write! Stop hitting me, I'll write it all!"

Ning, who had suffered a lot, said painfully.

"That's right."

As he was talking, the people from the casino found a pen and paper and placed them in front of Ning. Ning picked up the pen with trembling hands and painfully wrote down the property transfer document. Then the casino thugs picked him up and threw him out of the room.

"If you want to redeem the deed, bring three pieces of gold. This is the gambling debt you owe."

Then the people in the casino left arrogantly.

The pain in his body and the hunger in his stomach completely broke Ning. After not eating a single grain of rice for two days and one night, he began to miss the dry and hard pancakes that Yunxiang had baked for him, but those... had already been eaten up by him.

If Yunxiang were still alive, things would never have happened to this extent. At least Yunxiang would sell herself to help him pay off his gambling debts.

He really regretted it now...but what he regretted was not the regret for selling Yunxiang, but the regret for why he did not win the bet against Moyin.

If I had managed to survive five days, then... why would I be in this situation! I must be a superior person!

There is a saying that goes, a gambler never regrets gambling, but rather regrets losing.

Ning, who was extremely hungry, started begging for food on the street. However, the whole town knew that he was a gambler who had even sold his chess pieces. Naturally, no one would give him any food.

In the afternoon, Ning was so hungry that he picked up a short wooden stick, hid it in his arms, and broke into an elderly person's house.

"Where's the food! I want it cooked! Give it to me now, or I'll beat you to death!"

The man surnamed Ning said ferociously with a dark face while waving a wooden stick.

When the old man saw that the man surnamed Ning had gone crazy, he pointed tremblingly at his own basket of cakes. The man surnamed Ning immediately pounced on it, frantically tore off half a cake and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he put the remaining cakes in the basket into his arms, fled from the old man's house, and ran wildly towards the outside of the village.

"He's stealing my food! The beggar is stealing my food! He's taken away all the food that I have for my old bones!!!"

Hearing the old man's desolate cry from behind, the man surnamed Ning ran even faster.

Not to mention that if he was caught breaking into someone's house and stealing their food, he would definitely be beaten half to death. After all, he had no land to farm and did not work, so he could not create any value at all. If Yunxiang was not around, no one would plead for him even if he was beaten to death.

Besides, he had been begging for food all morning but the villagers didn't give him any. Everyone in the village knew who he was. If he continued to stay here, he would starve to death sooner or later. It would be better for him to steal some food and beg for food somewhere else to survive.

Moreover, for a few cakes, the people in the town would not chase him all the way to another town. After all, the price would be too high, not to mention that he was an old man who could not afford any reward.

Just as Mr. Ning guessed, although the old man shouted at the top of his lungs, only one man symbolically chased him for less than a mile before turning back.

After confirming that no one was chasing him, the man named Ning tore off a piece of cake and started to gobble it up.

However, with a crunch, he felt a sharp pain in his mouth. He spat out the cake and saw half a bloody tooth and a small stone stuck in the broken dough.

"Damn old thing! Can't you be more careful with your scones?"

Ning cried loudly, picked out the broken teeth and stones and threw them aside, then stuffed the remaining broken noodles into his mouth again.

He only had so much food left and couldn't afford to waste any.

However, after chewing it for a while, Mr. Ning found that this didn't work at all. His tooth was only half broken, and the other half was still in his mouth, and it hurt every time he bit something.

In desperation, Ning pulled out the remaining half of the broken tooth with trembling hands, and then ate the pancake mixed with pebbles while crying.

The cakes made by Yunxiang... never have stones, sand or other things mixed in them.

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The world of Girls Before.

The next morning, after making breakfast for Moyin and the others, the agent continued to manage the daily affairs of the headquarters.

Moyin returned to the world of magic records with HK416, Chishou Natsuyo and Yunxiang.

“These houses are so beautiful…”

Yunxiang said curiously as she looked at the neatly arranged houses on both sides of the street.