"Coming back?"

Zhen's father, who was watching TV in the living room, asked a little sleepily, and there was still covered food on the dining table, "Go eat something and replenish your strength." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Replenish physical strength......

This kind of inadvertent subtle detail best highlights a man's sense of responsibility and carefulness.

But why does it always sound like there is an indescribable sense of evil......

"Xiao Lin is home?" asked Dad Zhen, pretending to be casual.

Although he really wanted to ask Mu Qian if there would be any safety risks, would he be a grandfather when he was less than forty years old......

"No, there's something wrong with her unit," Mu Qian grabbed a chicken leg and began to nibble, explaining: "I had something to do just now, help her deal with the case." ”

"Case?"

Dad Zhen put down the magazine in his hand and looked at Mu Qian curiously, "What's the matter?"

"It's just to eliminate violence and peace," Mu Qian began to concentrate on eating, picked up the remote control on the dining table, and turned on the TV, "She asked me to help carry things." ”

Zhen's father seemed to be a man with a strong sense of social responsibility, so he pulled out a chair and sat next to Mu Qian, "Tell my father, what's going on?"

Mu Qian thought for a moment......

If this matter is hidden from Zhen's father, it is necessary to use other lies, and Zhen's father is also an adult man, and his ability to accept it must be quite strong.

"On the way back from school just now, I accidentally bumped into a person, and it just so happened that the person's schoolbag was the same as mine......"

Mu Qian said while eating, he downplayed many details of the story just now, such as the fight that lasted for a short time, and Zheng Lin's identity.

Dad Zhen listened to it with admiration, and then saw the envelope containing the bonus that Mu Qian took out, and two cold sweats hung on his forehead.

"Xiao Qian, ......"

"Ah, Dad, don't worry, I won't do this kind of thing in the future, it's too dangerous. ”

Father Zhen asked worriedly: "What if those guys on the underworld trouble you? Do you want to go back to the town to hide for a while? Also, don't let your mother know about this matter." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Mu Qian smiled and nodded in agreement, reminding Zhen's father: "Dad, you remember that you always wore amulets when you went out, and now it feels quite chaotic outside." ”

"Dad is fine, why have you been in society for so many years. ”

Father Zhen also calmed down, took out the amulet around his neck, and said with a smile: "This treasure you went to the temple to ask for, now your mother and I will not be stable if we don't sleep with it." ”

Is it an animal instinctive need for security?

Mu Qian continued to talk to Zhen's father about the interesting story just now, Zhen's father asked Zheng Lin what kind of work he did, and Mu Qian also explained vaguely:

"It's the secret police, the kind that sometimes has to be an undercover agent to fight violence. ”

Father Zhen suddenly sighed, "I really can't see that such a weak girl as Xiao Lin dares to do such a dangerous job." ”

Weak?

The Demon King smiled and said nothing, always feeling that this world was full of disguise and uncertainty.

The woman who took down dozens of men with a few punches is very weak? Aren't those boxers all sissy......

Just as Mu Qian was happily eating dinner, watching TV, drinking hot tea, chatting with Zhen's father about his life ideals, and talking about his next life plan......

The City of Colors, on a bridge at the junction of the fringe area and the main area of the city......

Lululu......

It was the sound of boxes being dragged and rolled on the edge of the road.

The girl who can only change clothes in the women's toilet in the mall is wearing a valuable outfit.

The red dress set off her slender figure, but the high-legged casual shoes were covered with dust.

A little manic engine sounded, and a supercar with a somewhat exaggerated shape stopped in front, and two men and two women sitting on it shook their bodies in the vibration of the high-end audio, and a man with a fairly handsome face looked at Song Shijing.

"Hey, chick, where are you going? ”

Song Shijing glanced up at the man and continued to bow her head and hurry.

As long as she finds Xiao Qian in this city of colors, she can get rid of her current predicament!

"Yo," the man in the back seat pushed away the girl in his right hand, "You have a character, isn't it still a chick?" ”

The girl who was pushed away rolled her eyes, but didn't say much, just muttered, "Men are really cheap bones." ”

The man who was driving: "Chick, our young master has taken a fancy to you, let's make a price, how much money a night?"

Song Shijing had already walked to the front, and the supercar continued to drive forward, but the guy driving didn't notice Song Shijing's gloomy face, and he kept laughing.

"Three thousand, ten thousand, I sue you, our young master has money!"

After walking more than ten meters, Song Shijing finally stopped.

"Hahaha, sure enough, the goods that money can handle, no matter how beautiful they are, they ......" The young master's words stopped abruptly.

The two girls who were originally hugged left and right covered their small mouths at the same time.

Because of Song Shijing, holding her hands, her left foot was cocked.

Kick, flat kick, kick in the chassis of the supercar.

One after another arcs bloomed on Song Shijing's body, and the two girls each let out a scream, and the sports car actually took off!

Of course, such an expensive sports car could not have been made of plastic!

But Song Shijing was like playing football, and directly kicked the opponent's car and people out! And the supercar still maintained its balance and smashed straight into the fast lane!

Fortunately, there are not too many vehicles coming and going......

"Hmph. ”

"Hurry, get out, this is a superpower!"

The young master seemed to be quite well-informed, and shouted anxiously, and the guy driving the car stepped on the accelerator and ran out.

Song Shijing suddenly pouted......

This kind of guy who has such a big gap compared to Xiaoqian, what kind of self-confidence does he rely on to talk to him?

She sighed silently, walked back and pulled her salute, and walked forward step by step.

It's okay, I'm full today, and I'm sure I'll be able to go to the next area.

The point is that Song Shijing didn't ask where Mu Qian went to school, nor did she ask which community Mu Qian lived in, otherwise she still had the taxi money.

But now, in order to prevent himself from being maliciously detoured by the driver, he consumes the last meal ticket......

He hadn't taken a bath for a few days, so when he saw Xiao Qian like this, he definitely wouldn't dare to hug and kiss him......

It's like they've already done it!

In fact, it must be explained clearly: the reason why she is now in a state of disconnection is because she can't remember any number in her phone book, which is not possible for someone like her who is concentrating on honing her demon slaying skills.

I really don't have this energy, and I spend every day without heart and lungs.

Find an Internet café to contact Mu Qian and other friends online, but she can't do it because of the loss of her ID card, and she doesn't have the habit of asking strangers for help;

-- Finding a black Internet café is absolutely unthinkable for a good girl like Song Shijing who has never been to an Internet café.

As for...... Why not go to a telecommunications service company to explain your current situation and ask to check your previous call history......

Don't use this kind of difficult idea to embarrass Lord Song Shijing.

After all, in this society, it is really rare to see a girl who wants her to be so stupid and live happily.

"Small Migration...... Where are you ......?"

Song Shijing bit her lip, with a little tears in her eyes, but she forced herself back.

……

"Patriarch, are you resting?"

In the Wen family compound, a study on the second floor of a modern villa, Wen Yu, who was dressed in elegant pajamas, pressed the button at hand.

The door of the study opened, and the two female officers walked in with their heads bowed, still with anxious faces.

Wen Yu put down the book in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"Kunwushan sent two documents," the female officer immediately reported, "black documents." ”

"What?" Wen Yu's brows furrowed.