Kiko plans to leave Yongde, he doesn't want to hurt anyone again, especially Bai Lu.

However, he couldn't rest assured of his grandmother. When he heard the conversation between his grandmother and eldest sister, his heart was so sour that he almost burst into tears.

"Why? Why are you always different from normal people...... "Kiko asked herself in pain.

Thinking of the hard life he lived since he was a child, thinking of the broken empty family in Qingshan Village, thinking of being a thief and a cripple...... He really had nowhere to complain.

Moreover, these are not enough, they are not finished. What made him even more tormented and heart-wrenching was the recent nightmarish and absurd experience.

He inexplicably got an iron bead that could not have existed, broke into the thief's den and fought the ghost hand, and then cursed Cheng Zhen Xiao Huang to be shot, and then destroyed the spirit bead view......

All this was the beginning of sin for him. What he could never forgive himself for was that he brought bad luck to his most beloved person, and Bai Lu almost lost his life......

"Oh, God, if you have given me god-like strength, since you have made me meet Bailu and like her, why do you have to force me to stay away from her, and you have to bring her hurt and pain? Why......

"No, I don't want your charity, and I don't want your toying! I'd rather be my old self and be a poor poor cripple than you torture me with my relatives and lovers! God, can you hear me? Tell me, can you hear me......

The pestle shouted hysterically in his heart. However, only he could hear his pain.

"Yes, I want to be myself again! It's just a dream, I don't have any superpowers, I don't have to think about it, I don't think about her, I don't have the right to think about her! I'm just an inconspicuous little cripple, living with my grandmother in peace, and I do my duty to sweep the streets......"

The pestle was in extreme pain, and suddenly he had an epiphany, he suddenly felt that he should not be as reckless and willful as before, and he could not only think about his own gains and losses and bitter joys.

"Yes, I'm not without nothing now, I still have grandma!"

He felt that he had to take care of his grandmother, which was not only a promise to Bai Lu, but more importantly, it should have been his own responsibility and mission.

He had made up his mind never to think about her again, he only had grandma now!

"I don't want any divine powers, and I don't want to be controlled by you!

The pestle made up his mind painfully, and the black iron bead flew out of his arms with a wave of his hand.

He looked at the iron lump hanging above his palm, gritted his teeth fiercely and roared in a deep voice: "Everything started with you, where did you come from, and where do you go back!"

As he spoke, he suddenly used all his strength to throw the black iron bead into the sky with a "whoosh".

It was noon, the cold and gloomy deep sky was bleak and pale, and the winter sun had no warmth. With a sharp whistling sound, the black iron bead turned into a purple lightning bolt and headed straight for the direction of the sun.

For a long time, with a burst of thunderbolts, the sun in the sky flickered a few times and was obscured by a halo of dark clouds.

"Oh, that's good......" The pestle looked at the sky and staggered back a few steps, and it took a long time to breathe a sigh of relief, I couldn't tell whether it was light or heavy......

"Hey, pony!" Just as the pestle was in a trance and didn't know whether he was right or wrong, a call suddenly sounded behind him. It was a man's voice, which came from behind the corner not far away, and it was quite mysterious.

"Who is it?" the pestle was stunned, thinking that the voice seemed familiar, but when he turned to look for it, a figure disappeared in the corner of the wall.

"Strange!" Kiko's current physical potential is far higher than that of ordinary people, and he can clearly feel the agility of the other party, and even the pulsating heartbeat.

He wanted to catch up to see who it was, but his lame leg moved and stopped. He thought of the oath he had just made, and resolved to ignore it, let alone use any more power that should not have belonged to him.

He is not afraid of anything now, he doesn't care about anything, he just wants to go back to the shack and reunite with his grandmother as soon as possible. He has a lot of things on his head, such as boiling medicine, repairing garbage trucks, and sweeping the streets......

But just as he wanted to turn around and push open the door of the small courtyard, the voice sounded again: "Hey, little brother, why are you like a wooden man?"

When the pestle looked back again, the figure was gone. He savored the tone, and his heart was even more surprised: "Huh, it's really familiar!"

But after thinking about it for a while, he really couldn't figure out whose voice it was. In the end, I couldn't help but be curious, and poked my head into the corner of the wall to look.

But the man was very fast, and his figure had turned out of the alley in a flash.

"......Like! He?" The pestle stared at the passing back, and couldn't help but move in his heart, and hurriedly chased after him.

When he turned out of the alley and came to Anliang Street, the pedestrians were bustling and lively.

However, a tall and thin back in the flow of people immediately attracted the attention of the pestle.

In the cold weather, the man wore a gray peaked cap, a black jacket on the top, a thin cotton jacket on the bottom, and a pair of black pants on the bottom, which looked a little thin.

Looking at his figure, he is probably in his fifties, but his waist is straight and his movements are neat. At the same time, as if he was afraid of being recognized, he pulled his cap low and covered most of his face.

The man watched his surroundings vigilantly as he walked north, but his pace was unhurried, as if he was deliberately waiting for the pestle to follow.

"It's really him!" looked at the other party's back and almost burst out in shock, and his heart was even more suspicious, so he no longer hesitated and stepped up to follow.

And the other party also sped up, led the pestle out of Anliang Street quickly, walked for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a remote old residential building.

The man watched the movement again and made sure that no one was following him and the pestle, and then slowly turned around.

"Ah, benefactor, it's really you!" The pestle, who had already guessed a similar one, was still stunned, and couldn't help but whisper in a trembling voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

It was only then that the man lifted his cap slightly, revealing a tough smile. It turned out to be none other than Detective Li Qingwei!

But it's no wonder that the pestle was surprised, Li Qingwei's current situation was really shabby and embarrassed compared to his previous majestic and unangry appearance.

Li Qingwei saw that he was in a daze, and waved at him and whispered: "This is not the place to talk, go, follow me!"

As he spoke, he turned and entered a black hole. The pestle nodded hurriedly and quickly followed.

This is an almost abandoned old-fashioned residential building, the corridor is dirty and messy, and it is estimated that there are few families living in it.

Li Qingwei led the pestle all the way up to the top floor of the fifth floor, where the east and west doors faced each other. But the tin doors were rusty and tattered, and they didn't look like they were inhabited at all.

"Uh, here's ......" Kiko couldn't help but ask.

"Shhhhhhhh

It was a long time before there was some movement inside the door. After a few more moments, a discarded newspaper stuffed in a rusty hole in the door was gently removed from the inside, and a frightened eye appeared through the hole.

"Phew!" the eyes flickered so big that he was so frightened that he stepped back.

Unexpectedly, the eye inside saw that the pestle widened, and the eyeballs seemed to fall out.

At this time, Li Qing couldn't hold his breath anymore, and urged softly: "Open the door quickly!"

"Li...... Who's inside?" Kiko asked nervously.

"Who's it? Li Qing listened vigilantly to see if there was any movement downstairs, and replied in a suppressed voice.

With a few slight clicks of unlocking in the door, the door creaked open. Li Qingwei dodged in, and then reached out and pulled the pestle in.

"Hmm......" The inside of the door was messy, the ground was in a mess, and the pestle almost tripped over. When he stood up and raised his head, his eyes couldn't help but turn into bells, and he was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth......