Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 175 Bond Card Group: [Family of Five on a Bloody Moon Night]

"Lulu, is my brother back?"

A gentle female voice came from the darkness, appearing ethereal and cold.

"No, my brother went to buy me a gift. Brother Ji Nian came up first."

The little girl turned her head to respond, revealing the back of her head with thick hair and white worms squirming.

"It's disgusting."

Ji Nian made a complaint and had to enter the house.

The little girl named "Lulu" turned her head at this moment, blinked and asked him: "Brother Ji Nian! Where is my gift?"

She grinned, her bloodless lips slowly reaching her ears, becoming increasingly pale.

"Here, a birthday present for you."

Although he was deliberately concealed by the high collar of his sweater, he still caught the eye of the chronicler as he moved.

It can't even swallow this mouthful of meat, which shows how disgusting this thing is.

Beyond the middle-aged man, on the single sofa next to the balcony, a white-haired old lady wearing reading glasses was knitting with her head down.

There are so many twists and turns.

Now, whether it is the "finished product" [Red and White Collision] or the plug-in [Daiyu's Death], they are all offensive field cards.

"It's strange that the old lady knows how to live her life. She doesn't even turn on the light when knitting sweaters."

He squinted his black and red eyes, as if trying to decipher the words inside.

"It's time to eat."

You know, Ji Nian usually uses it as a kitchen waste eliminator.

"I'm starting to hate them too."

"They are nothing like this group of students from Yunding. They are all bad guys. They use tricks one after another. They are not at all as simple and honest as the people from Qingshan."

If you want to get out of it, it's very simple.

"Um."

"?"

"Mom..." The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly at Ji Nian, rubbed her hanging right hand gently, and then turned her head silently: "Lulu, it's time to eat."

——It is not very intelligent and cannot even recognize pictures.

It looks perfectly normal.

The strange cat with blue fur and white belly, walking upright, caught the dirty and ugly yellow-furred mouse, mixed it with snakes, toads and other disgusting creatures, and cooked it into a pot of soup.

But now that he has entered someone else's field, it is difficult to forcefully break this field from within without exceeding too much mental power.

Then you have to abide by other people's rules, complete some tasks, and then use them as loopholes and attack points to break them.

"I know." The little girl curled her lips a little aggrievedly, then turned her head with a smile: "Brother Ji Nian, you are a guest, you eat first."

Ji Nian was talking seriously, and the door in the corner of the living room suddenly opened.

Facing a stranger, I couldn't help but salivate, soaking the dull yellowed old newspaper.

The frequency of shaking his feet revealed his inner mania.

He wears an off-white turtleneck sweater on the upper body, a pair of jeans on the lower body, red cotton slippers, and a pink plaid apron with a mouthless cat in a bow tied in front of him.

"puff."

Lulu subconsciously reached out her hand to the red piece of meat, but was hit by the middle-aged woman with her chopsticks: "There are guests, so rude."

It seemed like he was going to go crazy in the next second.

It was the child's birthday, and the lights were not lit at home. They just put a few candles on the cake with a weird smile on it.

Ji Nian nodded slightly approvingly.

That means he needs to sit here and eat at a normal high school student's eating speed for ten minutes.

Ji Nian looked at this woman quietly:

"Abin, this kid, it's so slow to buy a gift."

"Wow, it's so rich."

The light that just ran out along the crack of the door was emitted by the big-head TV with a gray shell, and "snowflakes" were "rustling" on it.

He didn't speak. After passing the things in his hand to Lulu, he sat next to Ji Nian.

The key to breaking the field is that as early as when he opened the door, the rules of the field clearly informed:

Although there was a wet "door curtain", Ji Nian could still see those eyes that were like black holes, full of resentment.

If it is a real enemy, then he can avoid, offset, or even break it through various methods the moment the opponent displays the field.

Ji Nian walked into the living room without any surprise.

He has a well-proportioned body and a good-looking face, with only a hint of crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

Then, her eyeball fell off with a "pop" sound, and a dark red blood flower was printed on the pale sweater.

Ji Nian nodded, sat on the chair, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, and threw it into Brother Zongzi's mouth from a distance.

This is the first time he has encountered such an opponent.

The middle-aged man seemed to be angry and kept making sounds of venting gas.

"Hoo! Chi!"

She said with a smile.

"What a wonderful Yu Anran."

He breathed heavily through his nostrils, feeling heavy and stuffy, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time.

Ji Nian shook his head and couldn't help but laugh.

"Forehead……"

"Then don't wait for him."

There was also a plate of red meat in his hand.

"Children are here."

The picture that occasionally flashes is a cartoon.

"Um."

Ji Nian took out the exercise book confiscated on the school bus from his bag and threw it into Lulu's arms: "When you finish, Brother Ji Nian will buy you a new one."

There is a man sitting next to him, and as expected, he should be the "dad" in the field.

Ji Nian turned around and saw an intellectual, elegant, gentle and beautiful middle-aged woman walking out of the darkness.

The old lady, who had always lowered her head, spoke at this moment with a sinister voice: "That little bastard would be better off starving to death outside."

A gentle female voice came from behind.

With his back to the screen, he filled a spoon full of soup, lowered his head and sipped, and the soup overflowed.

"Tsk." Ji Nian glanced at him with slight disgust: "You are really unhygienic."

Soon, its legs began to shake.

It can be seen that the conditions of this family are good. The oil on the meat drips down the edge of the plate.

She placed the dishes on the greasy dining table and looked at the clock with a broken dial that could not move: "You're not coming back so late."

After Ji Nian finished speaking, Brother Zongzi, who had his legs crossed stiffly and his arms around the shoulders of the middle-aged man, immediately stuck his head into the newspaper in a decent manner.

"Um?"

But soon, he seemed to be strangled by the neck, and there was no movement at all.

The rice dumpling brother was chewing it happily at first, but the next moment he spit out the piece of meat.

Ji Nian played the game with his legs crossed, his tone, movements, and expression were as natural as if he had returned to his own home.

"I am a kind-hearted person and know how to take care of my opponents."

"A very good mission-oriented field..."

As soon as he spoke, the middle-aged man reading the newspaper stopped shaking his feet and turned his head slightly, with most of his face pressed against the newspaper, revealing only one bloodshot eye.

His words and deeds seemed perfectly normal.

Holding a thick stack of exercise books, the little girl was stunned. There was no white in her eyes, and her eyes were as dark as a deep pool. It took a while before she regained her intelligence: "Thank you, brother Ji Nian. I will definitely take revenge on you when I grow up."

But Ji Nian was still keenly aware that there was a very deep strangulation mark on her neck.

"Well, here we come."

At this moment, he was crossing his legs, reading the newspaper, and glancing at his watch from time to time.

Ji Nian smacked his lips, said nothing, and sat on the sofa alone.

Then he suddenly turned his head and showed an eerie smile.

A tall and thin high school student with long bangs covering his eyes walked in, holding a toy cat in his hand.

"Be generous and give it a look."

Ji Nian narrowed his eyes, and the little girl immediately changed her words: "Repay, repay."

Because the light was too weak, she had to lower her head very low to see the threads clearly.

Just use brute force to smash all the cards in the field.

"Look what I'm doing, eating."

Agai is the eldest child in the family. He went to deliver lights in the afternoon and came back a little late. I will update less today and update in advance tomorrow afternoon.

Happy Lantern Festival, dear ones.

I wish you and your families good health and all the best.

(End of chapter)