The forest regained its tranquility, and the sound of "fluttering" was heard constantly, as the birds realized that they were safe had returned to their homes.

It's just that the mess on the ground can't be recovered, and the captain who is lying on his back, dirty as a flower child, and has a nosebleed, won't wake up for a while.

So Ye Han could pack up her booty with peace of mind.

She stood in front of the corpse of the alien beast, picked up the head and put it back on it, and then put the whole beast into the inventory, although it was not known what the corpse of the alien beast was for, but Ye Han believed that everything that could be included in the inventory was useful, and what was missing was just an opportunity.

The loot is packed, and now it's the Captain Tuberculosis who was knocked unconscious by her left, what to do with him? Ye Han's brows furrowed slightly, a little difficult.

In the task bar, the blood-colored rescue mission has been displayed, and since the mission has been completed, the captain seems to be useless. However, Ye Han was quite dissatisfied with the reward of the task, and the reward had nothing but one million wealth value.

Ye Han, who had been raised by the previous task of nearly 20 million income, pouted her lips stupidly, she was very unhappy.

First of all, he ran for hundreds of kilometers for a long distance, then fought with a strange beast on a hungry stomach, and finally suffered from that chatterbox's long-term noise attack, and as a result, he was rewarded with a million wealth values, which is a bit cost-effective!

She also didn't want to think about it, the reason why she was able to earn nearly 20 million in a certain music task was because of the appearance of the disaster for the country and the people and the charm value of up to 120 points, and she didn't understand what it meant for an attribute point to reach 120 now.

If you change to a person with an average appearance and general charm, you can upload a video, and you can burn incense and worship the Buddha happily if you can have hundreds of thousands of likes in three days, and go to the temple to make a vow.

In all fairness, a million fortune can be obtained from a purple daily task.

Put away his wealth fans and think carefully, Ye Han is ready to deal with this Captain Tuberculosis.

It doesn't matter if you leave it here, if some beast comes out and takes him away for dinner, it won't be good, after all, no matter how much you talk about it, you won't die. Gotta take him out, reinforcements should be almost there, and when the time comes, throw the man in front of them.

However, looking at Qin Chao's dirty body, Ye Han felt that it was better not to touch it, so she pulled a few long rattans at random, twisted them into a strand, and then put one end on Qin Chao's legs, and the other end in her hand, trying to pull it.

"Yes, it's sturdy." Ye Han nodded with satisfaction, and then dragged Qin Chao out of the dense forest, anyway, this talker captain has rough skin and is very wear-resistant.

Poor Qin Chao was pulled behind him by Ye Han like a stone, and his head hit the trunk with a "bang" for a while, and he was knocked over by the protrusion on the ground for a while, plowing the ground with his face, touching the uneven ground, Ye Han pulled hard, and then his body was like a leather shrimp, "Boom" bounced a few times, and when it hit the flat ground, he was dragged forward by Ye Han again.

Ye Han would never admit that she was taking revenge on this talkative captain who glared at her that night, who was she? How could a dignified disciple of the Heavenly Demon, the "Su Daji" who was alluring the country and the city, take revenge on others for such a trivial matter? When pigs fly!

............

When Qin Chao woke up, he felt that he was a pile of concrete, or a pile of concrete that had been stirred in the mixer for three days and three nights, there was no place in the body that did not disperse, no place that was not sore, and no place that did not hurt, especially the head, which felt much bigger than usual, and he could see his forehead, and his eyes were much smaller, so he could only barely squint. He struggled to open his eyes and saw a group of his own team members around him, but the stunned looks on their faces and the smiles in their eyes that could not be hidden made him understand that his situation must be quite bad.

Holding back the pain, he sat up suddenly, faced the team, and gave one last order: "Send me to the hospital!" I think I can salvage it again! Then it went dark, and he smashed to the ground with a "duang". The team members in front of them looked at each other for a while, quickly raised their hands and feet, pulled their captain into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and walked towards the county.

On the other side, Ye Han watched from a distance as Qin Chao was carried into the car by the armed police members, and he also turned around and swept back, at this time it was almost dusk, and the sunset in the west was already hanging on the mountain, and it was about to sink, but the old Huang and Xiao Gray at home were still hungry and waiting for her to go back to cook! Thinking of this, Ye Han couldn't help but speed up his pace, running the "Heavenly Demon Dance" with all his might, shooting back like an arrow from the string, and only bright or dark light was left in his field of vision.

At the same time, at the exit of the Tancheng Passenger Transport Center, a father and daughter were standing.

His father was thin, short, and a huge red and white woven bag that had been threaded everywhere pressed against his back, forcing him to half-bend and grasp the opening of the bag on his shoulder with his right hand to make sure it didn't slip down.

His hair should have been untaken for a long time, messy like a bird's nest, his face was full of vicissitudes left by the pressure of life, a face of stubble, chapped lips and a shabby yellow old-fashioned cotton coat, all showing that this was a person living at the bottom of society.

In his left hand he was holding a little girl about three or four years old. The girl was also short and thin, with her head bowed, wrapped in a red down jacket that did not fit well, and two matchstick-like thin legs were exposed underneath, and a cold wind blew, and the girl trembled gently in the wind like a small bean sprout, weak and weak.

The girl is carrying a small, clean schoolbag, with the pattern of Sailor Moon printed on the back, it can be seen that the girl cherishes this schoolbag very much, and she is still holding a panda doll tightly in her arms, it may be too long, the original black and white panda has become black and yellow, and a row of thin stitches can be faintly seen in the place where the panda's right hand is connected to the body.

The smell of food wafted from the restaurant not far away, and the little girl involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva and raised her head, revealing a heartbreakingly pale little face.

She gently took her father's hand, and her black pearl-like eyes showed longing: "Dad, Xin'er is hungry." The weak voice was like the wail of a hungry beast.

Tears welled up in his father's eyes, he squatted down distressedly, hugged the girl with his left hand, and said softly: "Xin'er, let's go eat delicious food immediately, we can eat whatever you want today, okay?" ”

"Great!" The little girl jumped up for joy, "Xin'er wants to eat big wontons, ham sausages, well—and a fragrant egg!" ”

"Okay, will Dad buy you two eggs?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Do you want to add another plate of dumplings?"

"Ah, there are so many, Xin'er can't finish eating!"

"Haha, if you can't finish eating, you can give it to your father!"

"Yes, yes, give it to Dad, but Dad, you can't eat it all."

"How so......"

In the indescribable warm words, the father's rough big hand took his daughter's slender little hand and walked slowly on the side of the road. The street lamp on the side suddenly lit up, casting warm orange pillars of light, gently wrapping the two people inside.

"Daddy, Daddy, the lights are on!"

"Yes, it knows that Xin'er is afraid of the dark, so it specially lit it up for you."

"That's right, thank you, Uncle Streetlight."

"Xin'er is such a polite child."

"Mmmm, Xin'er is very well-behaved, thank you Dad."

"Why thank me?"

"Because ......"

The laughter of the father and daughter gradually faded away, and from a distance, two small figures were about to disappear at the end of the road, only the dutiful street lamps were still silently projecting pillars of light in place, until one of them suddenly went out, and then all the street lamps also suddenly went out, and the short, warm yellow disappeared, and the whole road fell into complete darkness.

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