The city of heroes, it is now night, the martial law of the dean of Beicang is slowly being lifted, so the city is not as brightly lit as before, in a floating building, a bald old man is busy tapping on a machine, frowning from time to time, and inserting one chip after another into the device.

"The boss is missing."

The old man of the Mediterranean appeared in this room out of thin air, and the documents marked as top secret in his hand were raised in the air, and a strange smoke surrounded the papers, and the documents slowly became fragmented in the air.

"I already know!"

The bald old man didn't look back, he was still tapping on the device mechanically, dense green data flew by on it, the fluorescence of the screen was reflected on Gu Bo Bu's face, and the lights of the house were a little dim, reflecting the figures of the two old men constantly twisting and changing.

For a long time, as if he had completed a stage of the task, the bald old man Zhao Fengqi leaned back, put his body into the seat, and a command was slowly released by him, and a huge photo began to appear in the house, on which some young men and girls were smiling and taking a group photo, and the one in the middle was a black-haired woman wearing a mask.

He just looked at it steadily, his brow slowly furrowed, as if he had fallen into a burst of contemplation.

The old man of the Mediterranean did not bother this old brother, he had paid too much for the academy in his life, and he probably knew that he was not like him, respecting, or admiring all this of the academy, and all this was just because she was the boss of the academy.

"Don't be too sad, the academy needs us very much now, Beicang has come to me, and I have promised him to do what we need to do before he is stable."

The bald old man didn't seem to have the desire to speak, and for the first time he turned around, he said to the old man of the Mediterranean with some haggardness:

"I'd like to rest for a while, old man, and I'll cheer myself up after a while."

Looking at the numb eyes of his old friend for many years, the old man of the Mediterranean sighed softly, he reached out and took out something from his pocket, gently placed it in front of the bald old man, and then disappeared as when he came.

A word floated to Zhao Fengqi's ears when the old man of the Mediterranean disappeared, and he nodded numbly after hearing it.

"Eliminate all the information about the god-making plan in the academy, this is Chen Sheng's last order when he leaves."

The bald old man who looked at the giant photo closed his eyes tiredly, and as he closed his eyes and opened them again, a string of red codes floated in the air in the dim room, and the old man looked at it nostalgically, and finally clicked the confirm button.

Countless photos and materials passed away quickly, and Ding Qianye's photos were among them, and the materials were marked with the words "Emperor of the People" in crimson, but they were fleeting, and they eventually disappeared with countless data.

"Didn't you just delete it, don't you feel distressed?"

A voice sounded in the room, Zhao Fengqi looked behind him, a virtual projection was slowly generated, until finally the projection became a cube floating in the air.

"It doesn't matter if it's distressed, it's all over."

Seeing the cube, the old man was not too surprised, he still looked at it numbly, and then closed his eyes, as if the appearance or departure of the terminal had nothing to do with him.

"It's so boring, the idle egg hurts, I'm still going to play with that little brother, after so many years, I finally have a host that can be matched."

A wave of fluctuations coalesced next to the cube, but suddenly the cube stopped, as if it had discovered something?

The old man did not open his eyes, pointed to the sky, and said:

"I've been fighting for so many years, you can go wherever you like, you don't have to test me like this."

"Really?"

"Really!"

The old man accentuated his tone, got up and wanted to leave the room, he was really tired, so tired that he didn't want to take care of the terminal after looking for so long.

As if surprised by the old man's answer, the cube spun in place.

"Then I can go home too?"

"Whatever."

Leaving a word, the old man really left, leaving the cube alone in the house.

"Am I free like this?"

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A ragged homeless man sat motionless in the corner, letting the rain wash away the stains on his body, and at the same time emitting bursts of foul smell, causing the occasional passer-by to cover their noses in disgust and quickly pass by.

After all, a few days ago, a group of thugs tried to take this strong man away, but in the blink of an eye, they lost their armor and fled, and a deep fist mark was embedded in the wall next to it, proving that this strong man was not easy to mess with.

Suddenly, the door not far from the strong man opened, and a little girl with black hair and blue hair walked out cautiously with an umbrella, and put a steaming box lunch next to the giant man, attracting the strong man to look back.

The startled little girl quickly closed the back door, looked through the crack in the door, and said in unfamiliar Chinese with some fear:

"Hungry, not hungry?"

There was no response, the strong man just glanced at it, then turned his head, lowered his head deeply, and ignored it.

"Mom said you should be from the same place as us, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Seeing that the strong man didn't pay attention, the little girl's courage increased, she didn't dislike the smell of the giant man, but put the small umbrella in her hand on the giant man's head, shielding him from the growing wind and rain.

"Did you lose something? Xiaoyu has also lost her beloved toys before, and just like you, she doesn't want to eat or do anything. ”

The wind and rain gradually got stronger, and the small umbrella couldn't cover more wind and rain, and there was always some drape on the little girl's body, which made the little girl can't help but sneeze. Looking at the homeless man who was still indifferent, the little girl tightened her clothes and said anxiously:

"Uncle, it's too stormy outside now, Mom asked me to let you come into the store to rest for a while, if you go on like this, you will catch a cold."

With a squeak, a woman pushed open the back door with a cigarette in her mouth, and saw the little girl who looked a little helpless in the wind and rain, and the strong man who was still indifferent, knocked lightly on the door.

"Xiaoyu, come back, he has been abolished, and he can't listen to other people's words anymore."

The little girl, who was called Xiaoyu, heard her mother's voice and walked back, but when she came into the house, she ran out again, holding a big raincoat in her hand.

"But Mom, Uncle looks so pitiful like this, Xiaoyu will lend him the raincoat at home."

The woman with the cigarette shrugged her shoulders, and suddenly heard the doorbell in front of the store, and she turned to the front, leaving the little girl and the homeless man behind.

"Uncle, don't think about it, Xiaoyu can help you find it together, uncle, what did you lose, tell Xiaoyu that Xiaoyu has a lot of friends, and they can also help you find it together."

Putting the raincoat over the strong man's body, the little girl said words of comfort, and saw the homeless man's head seem to move slightly, which made her feel happy, and the uncle could finally listen to her.

"Uncle, you... Yes! ”

Before the words fell, a sudden change occurred, two gunshots came from the mouth of the alley, the little girl only felt a breeze on her cheeks, and before she could react, she felt that she was gently dragged into the arms of the homeless, and when she reflected in panic, she found that the homeless's right hand had been placed in front of the two people, and the fist was clenched tightly.

When two bullets fell from the homeless man's fist, her eyes widened in surprise, such a scene, such a picture, a word blurted out of her mouth.

“Kung Fu！”

The people who came a few days ago came again, Xiaoyu didn't like them very much, they often came here to collect protection money, most of the hard-earned money in the store, and in the end most of it was taken away by them, my mother once called the police, but in the end it was useless, but they smashed the store once, last time, I also saw this uncle easily beat them away, so I had a good impression of this uncle.

“FUCK!”

Thinking that the bullet had missed, a bald black man with a leading appearance walked out, looked at the homeless man who was holding the little girl in his arms, and angrily shouted something to the attendants behind him.

"Light rain! Light rain! ”

A woman's panicked voice came from inside the store, and the woman who had just been holding a cigarette ran out quickly, and when she saw the group of people with firearms, she was disgraced and protected in front of the homeless man and the little girl.

“Let us go, you have already taken so much money.”

However, her words had no effect, and the leading black man looked at the three in the rain with a grin, revealing his weapon like everyone behind him.

“shut him！”

The rain became heavier and heavier, covering the bursts of gunfire, and the dense bullets formed a net of bullets and shot in front of the woman, but before they could collide with the woman, they floated mysteriously in the air, as if they were blocked by something.

Seeing this, a group of thugs looked at each other, looking at the weapons in their hands and the bullets floating in the air in confusion, and they were stunned for a moment, and the gunfire stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of heavy raindrops falling on the ground.

"Get out!"

A wave of air burst out from the homeless man, forming a shock wave in the rain, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, and the group of gun-wielding thugs were knocked out of the alley with blood spitting blood, and the wave of air swept away the rain above the alley, until a moment later, it fell on the land again.

Late at night, the shop was closed, looking out the window to carry the group of unconscious thugs into the police car, the woman who had just bravely blocked the homeless man and the little girl was weak in her feet, and she didn't get up half-loudly, she looked back at the homeless man who was sitting in the store eating food, and she didn't know whether her decision just now was right or wrong.

And the little girl, who was already sitting in front of the strong man with a longing face, looked at the homeless man who was gobbling up his meal, she handed over a glass of juice, supported her cheeks with her hands, and watched his every move without blinking.

"Uncle, can you teach me kung fu?"