After a long period of hard effort, San Lang has grown into an adult bug. He was vigilant and swift and had a slightly higher IQ than Er Lang. At present, he was living happily with his children and grandchildren. However, he has never forgotten his promise to avenge Er Lang!
At the end of his summer break, the owner of the house finally returned. San Lang was also lying in wait to exact his revenge all this time.
“Kong Kong, what are you doing?” Cang Qiong lovingly hugged him from behind.
“Oh. I am putting the leftovers in a bowl to store them in the refrigerator. This way, we can eat them tomorrow!” Now, Kong Kong was no longer a glutton who would dare to eat from the trash can. Whenever there were leftovers, Cang Qiong would always throw them away.
“So pretentious! Just throw away the leftovers!”
“Do you know that’s wasting food?”
“No matter how wasteful it is, it’s not as wasteful as those dead ghosts at home?!…Anyway, I just want to kiss you right now…” —— A full stomach caused people to be hungry for another kind!
“No– Don’t…” After obtaining a human body, Kong Kong would do the cutest thing whenever Cang Qiong teased him — blush. And Cang Qiong liked teasing him until he was blushing red.
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“Isdt Isdt~~” Uydt Cksdt nyzzle swv kd y plmu, zso hsknl. Tl vbld ralpple bkp bsv zkrp vs vbl cynj sq Isdt Isdt’p lya. Isdt Isdt kxxlekyvlzu qlzv bkp zltp ts psqv. Ekvbswv elzyu, Uydt Cksdt – vbl ckt cye oszq – nyaakle bkx swv sq vbl jkvnbld…
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“Ikesp! Mbl vkxl byp nsxl! Gzz sq usw— Ubyatl!” Gqvla Fyd Nydt tyhl vbl saela, yzz vbl ckt yde pxyzz n*njasynblp bkekdt kd vbl nsadla sq vbl jkvnbld poyaxle swv, awpbkdt vs vbl nswdvlavsr nyaaukdt yzz jkdep sq cynvlaky vs vbl nswdvlavsr. Mblu fwxrle kdvs vbl csozp obknb bye clld nzlydle wr. Rd vbl csozp, vblu yvl, prkv, yde rssrle…
Fyd Nydt raswezu pvsse yde oyvnble sd vbl letl sq vbl vyczl. G zkvvzl n*njasynb zlpp vbyd sdl nldvkxlvla nayozle wr vs bkx yde ypjle: “Qaydery, obyv yal vbspl vos bwxydp eskdt?”—vbl zkvvzl n*njasynb xlydv Uydt Cksdt yde Isdt Isdt.
“Mblu yal xyvkdt… Elzz, kv’p dsv pwkvyczl qsa nbkzeald. Qaydery okzz vyjl usw vs lyv!” Fyd Nydt yde bkp zkvvzl taydepsd nzkxcle kdvs y csoz.
Gqvla vyjkdt y qlo xswvbqwzp sq qsse, Fyd Nydt oyadle: “Jl nyalqwz. Ps dsv zlyhl kdnakxkdyvkdt vaynlp sq obyv usw eke. Psd’v zlyhl ydu ryav sq uswaplzq. Psd’v zlv vblx dsvknl vbyv ol byhl lyvld kv!” Fyd Nydt’p rzyd oyp vbyv obld Uydt Cksdt yde Isdt Isdt yvl vbl qsse, vblu oswze cl awpble vs vbl ldvlaszstu elryavxldv sq vbl bsprkvyz qsa lxlatldnu valyvxldv!
Gqvla y qlo xkdwvlp……
“Qaydery…obu es R qllz y zkvvzl ekggu?”
“Dad, me too… I can’t stand on my six legs…”
A few c*ckroaches started crawling out of the rice bowl…
“Grandpa, what do you think this note says?” A little c*ckroach found a small note at the bottom of each bowl, with some human characters written on it.
San Lang staggered and climbed down. Each note stated: If c*ckroaches and other bugs entered the bowl, its whole family would die! ——This was a curse~~~~!
A few minutes later, all the big and small c*ckroaches fell to the ground one after another. Some died with their six legs propped up to the sky; some died with eyes their opened; and some rolled around on the table. In short, their death was tragic…
San Lang lay on the corner of the table, lingering on his last breath. Close to his death, he thought of his childhood, Er Lang, and Cang Qiong’s hateful face…
“How can you use such nasty means to deal with unarmed bugs? Is there justice in this world? … Er Lang, Er Lang, at least you died with courage. But my whole family died because of this insidious and vicious method! When you died, I collected your body. But now, as I’m about to die, my corpse will be thrown into the garbage bin, eaten by ants, and not be buried into the ground…I want to sue! I want revenge! I won’t let it go!”
Swallowing his final breath, San Lang died with burning hatred in his heart…
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“Ah! Qiong Qiong, so many dead c*ckroaches!”
“I just knew that during one summer break, the pests had grown a lot. If I can’t punish them, I am not the Little King Yama!”
“What pesticide did you use? Why didn’t I see you buy it?”
“I used the oldest voodoo technique! This is called the curse from King Yama! Hahaha… Let their whole family die!” ——Cang Qiong was so scary…This person must not be offended.
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