Chapter One Hundred and Seven: A Kind of Fatherly Love
"Scar, you don't have to follow me, go and inform the eldest lady of the piano family, and then prepare the carriage and horses!"
Walking to the stairwell on the fourth and fifth floors, Li Xiao suddenly paused, looked at the scar beside him, and ordered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
And Scar was startled, and said in a rather incredible tone:
"Didn't you say I didn't have to go?"
"Did I say that?"
Li Xiaomiao glanced at the scar in surprise, as if he wanted to see something from the face of this man who looked quite simple:
"Okay, even if I said it, but I'm going to punish you, you still have to go!"
Scar's hideous face suddenly collapsed, and he walked downstairs like a defeated rooster.
"Alas......"
"I really hope you can grow up and really become my right and left hand, so that I will have a lot less trouble!"
Li Xiao muttered softly, as if she wanted to say it to Scar, and as if to say it to herself, she didn't stop and returned to her room on the fifth floor.
"Squeak!"
Because of her bad mood, she had more energy in her hands, but fortunately, she chose this room, and the left and right sides were bought by Li Xiao, and no one lived in them.
"Master, you're back!"
The door opened, and Li Xiao was greeted by a tender sound of joy.
"Hey, hee-hee-hee! (Master, the two of us miss you!) )”
The funny sound came from behind the door, Li Xiao hurriedly pulled the door over, and saw that behind the door, Lothom, who had become a wall calendar, was slowly floating to the ground at the moment.
"You two still know how to go home!"
Li Xiao closed the door with his backhand, and then looked at the little Yangge and Lothom in the room, looking like two mud monkeys, all dirty.
"These two guys must have caused a lot of trouble today!"
There was no need to think about it at all, just with the outfit on their bodies, Li Xiao could guess a rough idea, and he didn't bother to ask, and with a wave of his hand, he unlocked their seal.
The two small ones who regained their strength immediately used their own means to clean up their bodies for themselves.
In particular, Xiao Yangge, itself is a miniature version of the lion dance, and the whole body is covered with long or short fluff, and after it is dirty, the originally joyful and beautiful hair is gray everywhere.
It was as if it had been thrown into an old house that had not been lived in for many years, and many places were still covered with muddy water, which turned into mud lumps and a foul smell when it dried.
Li Xiao wrinkled his nose, and when he raised his hand, it was hot water.
A water balloon exuding heat appeared next to Xiao Yangge and wrapped her directly in it.
"Hee, hee," the rejuvenated Lothom scurried around the room, and Li Xiao thought about it and got the washing machine out of the locker bag.
This washing machine has also become an important prop and is placed in the important prop box.
And Lothom didn't say a word, he directly attached himself and turned back to the original "water + electricity" flushing Lothom.
Self-healing!
At this time, Lothom was wrapped in a group of orange points of light, which was only a little damaged, and his physical strength was instantly full.
"Hey, hee-hee-hee! (It's best to have power!) )”
Lothom said sincerely, a rare serious time.
"If you are a little more disciplined, the master will not seal the abilities of the two of you during the day." The sound came from the wooden table in the hall.
Li Xiao waved his sleeves and sat down elegantly, on a stone slab next to Li Xiao's elbow, there was originally a three-legged toad beast that looked like a statue of a golden toad of fortune, and the little guy spoke at this time.
"If only they could understand, that would be great!"
Getting Xiao Yangge out of the hot water ball that had turned into a lump of sludge water, Li Xiao raised his hand and threw another hot water over.
"Master, I purr...!"
Before he finished speaking, the red figure was drowned by the current again.
Seeing this scene, the fat man of Jin San spoke again: "This guy is so dirty, did he run to the slums?" ”
This time I really let it guess, the two little ones said goodbye to Tuoba Hong not long ago, and they haven't played enough.
"Really?" Li Xiao's eyes swept towards Lothom sharply, the slum is not close to this place, almost bypassing half of the city, with the mischievous personalities of these two guys, there must be no less trouble along the way.
"Hey, hee, hee, hee."
To this, Lothom could only smirk back.
"It's silly to laugh so silly, don't you think it's scary, by the way, I'll introduce you to a new partner!"
Li Xiao snapped his fingers, and a cloud of white clouds flew out of her cuffs.
……
"Squeak!"
In the slum, in a leaky and broken board house made of wooden planks.
"Ah Da ......"
The two hands of the tender whirring were spread out, lying on his stomach in the sky, a trace of crystal liquid flowed down from the corner of the little fart child's mouth, and he couldn't help but stuff his fat little fingers into the pink mouth, and the little fart child sucked it gently.
A pair of rough and powerful big hands tiptoed to grab the little fart's pink little hands, and gently "pulled" the pink arms out of his mouth.
Slowly pulled the quilt cover on the side, slowly put it on the little fart child's body, both arms were put back together, the big hands tucked the quilt corners, he tiptoed to kiss the little farts child's forehead, looking at this peaceful sleeping appearance, the owner of the big hands showed a satisfied smile.
"Ah Da ......,"
In his sleep, the little fart called again, and the corners of his mouth curled with a hint of smugness, as if he was acting in his dream again.
"Ah Da is ......"
The owner of the big hand called softly, as if he was worried about waking up the little fart, his voice was very soft, it was hard to imagine that this rugged man with a resolute face would have such a careful and gentle side.
I glanced at the oil lamp at the head of the bed, and a bag of trophies that I don't know where I got the little kid and the two little ones, three pieces of ghee pastry!
On the brown paper, three barely recognizable words were written crookedly - "Ah Da eat".
"Stinky boy!"
How could he not recognize the words of his little cub?
The corners of the middle-aged man's eyes were moist, and he didn't blink when he killed people, but he never thought that he would actually cry.
Opening the kraft paper bag, the middle-aged man's right hand trembled, and he stuffed a piece of shortbread into his mouth, and the dregs fell back into the kraft paper in his hand, and the shortbread was eaten by the middle-aged man in one bite.
He couldn't imagine that shortbread was so delicious, and the most delicious thing in the world was just this piece of shortbread left to him by his son!
However, just as he was about to continue eating the second piece after a long time, his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes, which were originally full of tears, instantly regained their clarity, and a touch of fierceness flashed from his eyes, and finally turned into indifference and ruthlessness.
The middle-aged man quietly rewrapped the kraft paper in his hand and placed it in front of the bed, and then with a wave of his hand, extinguished the candlelight, and his figure returned to the darkness, turning into a pitch-black poisonous snake in the dark, silent but deadly.
The middle-aged man did not leave by the normal route, but went to the bedroom on the other side, opening a carefully disguised trap-filled secret passage.
When he reappeared, he had already reached the other end of the slum and connected with a mysterious man in an alley through the connection of Fulu in his hand.
"Brother Long, you don't rest in the middle of the night, do you have something to do with me?"
"Ah Kuan, good news, it's a murderous job!"
The mysterious man threw the money bag in his hand, and the original crystal coin inside "boasted".
"Oh, who's that?"
The middle-aged man named Ah Kuan stretched out his hand, took the information handed by the other party, quickly browsed it, and finally fixed his eyes on the two photos: "It's this mysterious woman again, you want me to kill her?" ”
It's just that at this moment, Ah Kuan's voice is cold, without a trace of emotion.
"No, I want you to kill this Scarface," Brother Long lazily raised his slender and good-looking fingers, and pointed his index finger on a rubbing next to the woman.
"That's good," Ah Kuan nodded, last time he had a brief contact with Scarface, if the other party didn't notice it in advance, then with Ah Kuan's own assassination technique, there was a great deal of certainty that he could kill the other party.
"Then let's get started, after the deed is done, your benefits are indispensable."
Brother Long said softly, his tone was light, he couldn't say the slightest emotion, he was like a dissolute and unruly person in the rivers and lakes, revealing a lazy and elegant temperament all over his body.
"Brother Long forgot my rules? Settle it once and wait for it to be outdated! ”
Ah Kuan said loudly.
"Then do you want to die now," the elegance in his eyes disappeared, and in just a moment, the majestic and terrifying Force coercion erupted from Brother Long's emaciated and perfect body, and the next moment, Ah Kuan was pressed to his knees, unable to move.
"Do you think that if you are hiding in Yanshi, I will not know that you have a son?"
Brother Long turned into a peerless fierce god at this moment, and his strength was completely released, and he actually reached the level of the early stage of the Ancestor Realm.
"Do things for me, I'm in a good mood, your father and son are all right, if not, you can collect your son's body!"
"Remember, I want this Scarface's head before tomorrow, and if I can't get it back, I'll use your son's head instead!"
Dropping the last sentence, Brother Long's figure gradually faded, and finally a cool breeze blew, and his figure disappeared completely.
"Poof!"
Ah Kuan's body, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his entire body fell to the ground like a broken sack.
The figure of the little fart boy jumping around in his mind came to mind, and he didn't know where the strength came from, Ah Kuan stood up violently, forcibly endured the injuries on his body, and he staggered out of the alley.
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(To be continued)