Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 156 - : Thirty Eight New Deals (New)_3

Chapter 156: Thirty Eight New Deals (New)_3

“Really?” the little girl sneered at the younger boy, “You’re going down to my fists just because you can’t use the weapons in your prosthetic limbs? Then you really are trash.”

“You… you… you…” The younger boy’s face turned red, but he didn’t know how to retort.

After all, as Ju had said, even if the weapons in the prosthetics couldn’t be used, they were still made of metal, certainly not something flesh and blood could contend with.

But he had been knocked down by Ju, which made him feel very embarrassed, so he could only look at his older brother—the chubby boy—with hopeful eyes.

And the chubby boy didn’t dilly-dally. He directly punched Ju in the stomach, causing her tender face to tightly twist.

But she didn’t make a sound, just coldly looked at the chubby boy. The look in her eyes wasn’t one that should belong to someone her age, making the chubby boy shiver. Then he hit her again.

“Heh, did you think I didn’t know why you don’t have mechanical prosthetics?” the chubby boy said, “Is it because you don’t want to switch? No, you can’t switch! Because you have no parents! Without a guardian to vouch for you, you can’t get them! You’re just an unwanted orphan, like a stray dog on the side of the road!”

The chubby boy cursed fervently, almost spitting on Ju’s face.

Because he hated the expression on Ju’s face, he didn’t understand why an abandoned kid could show such an arrogant face. Shouldn’t she be crying and begging for mercy after seeing his strength?

Couldn’t she have some sense, please? My limbs are the latest model—you, a person without a single metal part on your body, how dare you provoke me!

Thinking this, the chubby boy increased the strength in his hands, intending to hit Ju a couple more times, but then he heard Ju say, “I indeed don’t have parents, but soon… you won’t have children.”

The chubby boy was slightly stunned.

Then he heard a “click” sound, followed by a sudden sharp pain in his groin that almost knocked him out, forcing him to release Ju.

“Big bro? Big bro, what’s wrong?”

The youngsters saw the chubby boy suddenly bend over like a shrimp and quickly gathered around him.

“Don’t, don’t move!” the chubby boy’s face turned red, “It hurts, it really hurts…”

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Hurt?

Everyone’s gaze immediately shifted downward, and then everyone was shocked.

They saw that some sort of special “lock” had been attached to the lower half of the chubby boy’s body at some unknown time.

The lock had a small clock attached, ticking away, and as time passed, the lock slowly tightened.

And the tightening place, of course, was…

“Dammit! What did you do to me?!” the chubby boy glared at Ju.

Ju first spit out the blood in her mouth, then raised her neck high, looking down at the chubby boy, “I told you, you won’t have children soon. This is my own little gadget, called a timed bomb. I’ve set the time, and soon, you’re going to blow.”

Everyone was stunned.

Then the chubby boy couldn’t help but burst out cursing, “Are you fucking insane… ah, my balls!”

“Don’t worry, big bro! Let me help you take it off!” one of the eager youngsters immediately reached out his hand, but the moment he touched the explosive device, the small clock started ticking even faster.

So, the chubby boy screamed even louder, “Ah! Don’t touch, don’t touch! It hurts so much!”

“The more you struggle, the more it hurts; the bigger your movements, the faster it tightens,” Ju said cheerily, “I suggest you quickly take him to the nearby prosthetic shop, otherwise…”

Ju spread her hands.

“In the future, you’ll need prosthetics for this part too… This should be a precedent, right? How about… calling it ‘Gundam’?”

Ju’s words frightened the boys.

Thinking that his third leg might have to be replaced with a prosthetic, the chubby boy couldn’t accept it at all, his face instantly turning pale, “Hurry up! What are you staring for? Carry me to the prosthetic shop!”

“Oh, oh, oh, oh!”

The boys immediately sprang into action, clumsily lifting the chubby boy up like they were carrying livestock, and all the while he kept screaming like a slaughtered pig.

“Ah! Be gentle! Be gentle!”

“It burst, it burst, it’s really going to burst!”

And throughout this scene, Ju just stood there, merely smiling, then smiling some more.

Just as they were scrambling to leave, the earlier young boy who had seen Ju smiling suddenly snapped, and then pointed right at Ju’s nose and shouted.

“Doing such a thing! No wonder you’re the daughter of a criminal!”

Ju’s smile stiffened for a moment.

Another little imp chimed in, “Not a criminal! A Rebel! One who betrayed Lyra! Your dad is a Rebel! Your mom is a madwoman! No wonder you can do such a thing! Wait and see, your end will definitely be the same as your parents’!”

Faced with the taunts of the two imps, Ju slowly and leisurely took out two small timed bombs from his pocket, waved them in front of them, and immediately turned their faces pale. They dared not say more and took off, carrying the chubby boy.

And the chubby boy was still threatening fiercely, “Just you wait! One day I’ll kill you! Let you join your dead parents!”

Soon, the little imps left, and the alley suddenly became quiet, leaving only Ju alone.

Ju looked down, reflecting on her current self in the water on the ground.

Her hair was a mess, her clothes torn, and blood at the corner of her mouth, looking like a broken toy.

Fortunately, she was used to it. She shrugged her shoulders, put away the two timed bombs, picked up the dropped backpack, and slowly walked back, humming a song.

Her immature and off-tune voice echoed through the narrow alley, sounding somewhat monotonous.

Ju returned home—to a small house in a remote section of Zone Two.

In fact, this wasn’t really a proper dwelling, just a small storeroom.

This was what her father, whom she had never met, had left for her.

Actually, Ju also knew that in a place called Rim Station, her father had left her a legitimate house, but she didn’t want to live there.

Because living there would mean people pointing fingers and saying, “That’s the child of a Rebel,” speaking as if she might also be tainted.

Ju didn’t like that; she had never even met her father, why should she be talked about in such a way?

So she came to live here alone. Even though living here also lead to occasional comments, she was already used to it.

Ju took out her keys and opened the storeroom door.

Then, a pile of metal parts came into view.

This was also part of her father’s inheritance.

Ju had heard that her father had also been a mechanician, and a very outstanding one at that.

Maybe she had inherited her father’s skills; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to create gadgets like timed bombs on her own.

Otherwise, she was sure she would have been bullied even worse.

After entering the storeroom, Ju hummed a tune, put down her backpack, and then walked towards the workbench, rubbing her tangled hair.

Timed bombs and such still had flaws; they could only be installed when pressed against someone’s face, which was not good. She needed to make some long-range weapons instead.

Thinking this way, Ju walked to the workbench and then noticed someone was already sitting there.

What kind of person was this?

Covered in blood from head to toe.

His body was missing parts here and there.

The ground around his feet was piled with blood-stained metal.

Ju froze.

She slowly raised her head and then locked eyes with a pair of eyes as bright as the stars.