Yang Xiaoxiao choked up: "Dad doesn't want me anymore, and Mom doesn't care about me anymore." If Brother Hua is also arrested, Xiaoxiao will have nothing...... What should I do Xiaoxiao......"

Thinking of a precocious way of speaking and doing things more precociously than usual, she is more like a teenager at this time.

The most typical people who have grown up in a single-parent family environment have always been more tenacious when they need to be tenacious, and they will also fall apart at the first time in situations that are prone to trigger vulnerability.

Lang Hua hurriedly reached out to hug her, patted her on the back and comforted her: "No, Xiaoxiao will never be alone, you see Uncle Yang and his wife have always been by your side." ”

The girl's cry was even louder: "I don't, I don't." They are always at work, and I just need Brother Hua. I'm afraid they won't like me, and I'm afraid they'll think I'm a drag ......."

Lang Hua's heart shrank fiercely, he lifted the girl's shoulders, looked into her eyes, and suddenly said seriously: "Xiaoxiao, my brother will definitely not let you have an accident." ”

"Huh?" The girl stopped crying and looked at him suspiciously.

Lang Hua hurriedly changed his words: "I promise you, I will never be caught and locked up." Xiaoxiao, can you trust me? ”

"I believe it," the girl's voice was low, "but uncle, they will be worried about you." ”

"I swear, it's only three months. Three months later, I will definitely tell Uncle Yang and them every word. ”

The girl couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed: "It's like a police interrogation." ”

Lang Hua asked tentatively: "These are even small secrets between the two of us, okay?" ”

"The secret of the two of us", Yang Xiaoxiao muttered, but couldn't help blushing, and a burst of pink fists slammed on Lang Hua's chest, "I hate it!" Let you see people crying noses, and die of shame. ”

"Xiaoxiao, is that good?"

"Okay", Yang Xiaoxiao's voice was like a mosquito, "Then you must not hide it from your uncle and them at that time." ”

"Well, I promise."

——

Lang Hua frowned and thought for a while, and said solemnly: "Xiaoxiao, you are in my room tonight." ”

The flush on Yang Xiaoxiao's face that had just faded rose again in an instant, and even her ears and neck were pink.

Her voice trembled, too: "Huh? Dry ...... What are you doing? ”

Lang Hua didn't say anything, pulled Yang Xiaoxiao up, dragged the bag and walked to the bedroom.

"I, I, I...... You ......" the girl's voice gradually became incoherent.

After pushing open the door, Yang Xiaoxiao's eyes were greeted by a dazzling array of exercise equipment and food, drinking water and toolboxes piled up in the corner.

"I'll teach you how to practice knives tonight, and you'll be familiar with all those tools." He added, "I'll be training here every week today. ”

"Huh? That's right. Yang Xiaoxiao's voice carried a trace of loss and regret. But can I ask why? ”

"I can't." The answer was swift and resolute.

"Brother, I want to ......"

"No, you don't want to." Lang Hua added, "It's also part of the secret between the two of us. ”

"Oh." Yang Xiaoxiao's words were weak, even if she found Lang Hua's secret treasure, she didn't get too interested.

"Oh what, let's start now."

"Ah, no."

——

When Yang Xiaoxiao left with dark circles under her eyes the next day, Lang Hua let her carry a small hiking bag. The bag contained a switchblade and a military stab, as well as a steel ball air gun, half a box of steel bullets, and weighted rubber bullets.

"Oops, it's all your fault. I have dark circles under my eyes, so ugly. Yang Xiaoxiao said goodbye to Lang Hua angrily, "Stupid Brother Hua, letting girls stay up late will become ugly." ”

"Oh", Lang Hua cleaned up the breakfast plate and casually said that he had received a complaint.

Lang Hua, who returned to the room, was a little surprised, the throat and jaw of the bionic cortical human target were full of holes left by the sharp blade penetration, looking tattered, it was already scrapped.

"Tsk, I really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are at home."

Lang Hua shook his head and cleaned up by himself.

Yang Xiaoxiao unexpectedly has a good talent in this area, his balance and flexibility far surpass some of the recruits that Lang Hua brought in his previous life, and he is also precise and sharp.

Lang Hua couldn't help but think that maybe after practicing for a while, Yang Xiaoxiao could try some more difficult merit positions, such as temples, behind the ears and orbits. ”

Lang Hua lied to Lin Qian.

Whether it is swords, fists and feet or intrigues, Lang Hua, who has experienced the baptism of war in the last thirteen years, is definitely a master among masters, and there is no need for sparring and guidance from Jeet Kune Do students like Lin Qian.

Everything is just a show, in order to give Lin Qian an intensive training.

"Since Sister Qian has a good foundation, she should be able to get started quickly. That way, I can leave with peace of mind. ”

And Lin Qian would mistakenly think that she was a big fan of the superstitious "Sky Wolf" doomsday fantasy, which was really unexpected by Lang Hua.

However, you can simply make mistakes and take this opportunity to popularize some necessary common sense in the last days for her.

As a girl, Yang Xiaoxiao has no concept of money, but Lin Qian is different. If she were to see the entire list, she would even know that there were six more of the same package. Although Lin Qian will definitely not report it, it is inevitable to catch Lang Hua and interrogate it clearly. This will also be a big trouble for Lang Hua.

After all, for this batch of equipment, Lang Hua has already maxed out several credit cards in the names of Yang Bensheng and Li Liping.

This is already the maximum amount of money he can use behind his back.

If you want funds in the future, in addition to stealing and robbing, you can only do something about Yang Bensheng's company accounts.

Because Lang Hua ensured the loss of training and daily consumption, the materials and equipment prepared were doubled.

Half a month later, there will be three batches of high-calorie and shelf-stable food and enough water to be secretly delivered. At that time, it was also necessary for Lang Hua to hide them in the Yang family's bedroom, the Lin family's guest room and Xiaoxiao's house unknowingly.

Yang Xiaoxiao, this girl, naturally has no problem obeying her words.

As for the Lin family, although they have the keys to the gate and guest room. But whether it was to avoid arousing the suspicion of Lin Qian's father and daughter, or to save the trouble of lying and dealing with inquiries, he needed to plan carefully.

Thanks to their trust and Lang Hua's disguise, everyone acquiesced to Lang Hua's quirk of not liking others into their room. This also adds a lot of convenience to the implementation of Lang Hua's plan.

For that day in three months, Lang Hua has been preparing since two years ago.

He had already told the lie that he was born on December 10, and three months later, Lang Hua would use this as a reason to gather Lin Qian's father and daughter and the four members of the Yang family in the Yang family's apartment.

And that is the place where the materials and equipment of the three are most abundant and well-prepared.

Three letters, marked "Critical or December 10 to be opened", were also prominently placed in the bags. There is a 10,000-character strategy written by Lang Hua in advance, which is meticulous and complete.

Several people's mobile phones were also installed by Lang Hua in advance, and a self-made applet will be issued a warning at the moment before the end comes. As long as they don't mess around at that time and get the necessary materials and equipment in the room according to the instructions left by Lang Hua, it will be enough to survive for at least a month.

Lang Hua has played the image of a survival enthusiast and a weapon enthusiast on weekdays, and has used this as an excuse to stock up on some equipment in the room openly.

If the crisis comes, they will definitely think of Lang Hua's room and get the necessities that have been prepared for them.

Although Lang Hua had already drifted away at that time, I believe that they will be able to survive the "black blood twilight" when the end comes.

After the initial panic and discomfort passed, several people familiarized themselves with the help of the equipment in the room. When you walk out of the door again, you will definitely have the ability to survive.

"It will be, it will be." Lang Hua sat on the edge of the bed in the bedroom, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, an inexplicable palpitation and irritability struck, and he had to go to the window, push open the window and poke his upper body out.

The gust of wind in the early autumn morning blew the gauze curtain, causing it to rub softly on Lang Hua's cheeks, bringing a tingling and itching feeling.

Gradually, the fire rising from the depths of the body gradually dissipated under the excitement of the cold air.

Outside the window is a busy street, and people who go to work in the morning are rushing to their destinations by various means of transportation.

Although it has been two years since he returned to this pre-cataclysmic world, Lang Hua still doesn't quite adapt to this kind of bustling moment.

Even in his usual life, he tried his best to avoid going to that kind of angry place.

Theaters, hypermarkets, shopping streets......

Lang Hua thought to himself: It turns out that I am more accustomed to the world full of death?

He felt that he might not belong here.

The peace and tranquility of the place made him feel a haze of unreality.

Because in the world he had been in, the living were dying, the world was dying, and the human heart was dying......

There are certain moments when he is so terrified of the future that he even wishes he had never woken up.

Because to this day, he is not sure whether the truth of this rebirth is really what he sees in front of him.

Is he still trapped in a long, gentle dream after death, or is the cataclysmic era simply his delusion.

He couldn't help but think—

If...... The end of three months later is all their own crazy words......

How nice would it be......

Time passed minute by minute, and the young man who leaned out of the window stared at the morning sun and Caixia for a long time without saying a word.

Suddenly, he said softly:

"Early morning and dusk are surprisingly similar."