Shen Qu'er's face looked better, "Then do you know ......?"

"I know, it was the bunnies on East Street who did it, they mixed up with Brother Ya, and Brother Ya is another Wren. A lot of things come from Brother Wren. ”

Hearing this, Shen Qu'er suddenly thought of that big bag of white things, could it be that this Brother Ya gave it to Brother Wren?

"You guys are messing around with Brother Wren, and you don't do this hurtful thing."

"How can you do this thing, you will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell after death."

Ling Songbing is a person of faith, so his younger brothers also don't do this kind of thing that harms people's lives and destroys people's families.

"Auntie, don't be sad, I'll go with you now."

Anyway, the food is almost over, and a group of brothers have also known each other, so it's time to do things well.

When Aunt Huang heard this, she happily kowtowed to Shenqu'er, and kept repeating: "Thank you immortals, thank you immortals, thank you immortals, I know that my family has been saved......"

Shen Qu'er hurriedly left her position and helped her aunt up, "Don't call me an immortal, I'm really not an immortal, just call me Qu'er." ”

The people who were eating downstairs had already changed a batch, and the second floor was also full of people.

When they saw a large group of people walking down from the third floor, and it was also the Great Demon King of North Street, everyone's faces changed.

Some of them involuntarily protected the bowl in front of them, as if they were afraid that the other party would come to rob him of food.

The Divine Comedy laughed out without a face, and the originally depressed heart was also relaxed, how did this Ling Songbing mess up the world before!

It's still scary to protect food.

Ling Songbing also touched her nose in embarrassment, and hurriedly urged her boss to leave.

Out of the gate, thinking that a group of people was too eye-catching, Shen Qu'er left Ling Songbing, and the others went back to the deserted building on North Street first.

When Zhao Qing drove them to the aunt's house, it was already more than 7 o'clock in the evening.

It was pitch black, like coming to the wilderness.

Aunt Huang's painful voice sounded from the side, "We used to live in the city center, but because of my family's family, we ended up finding an air-raid shelter to be in charge. ”

Hearing this, Shenqu'er's steps about to enter stopped in an instant.

The three words of the bomb shelter seemed to awaken the memory she had temporarily put in the corner, the dark and terrifying memory.

The girl's slender body was trembling slightly, and she seemed to hear the sound of leather whips and the arrogant contempt of the gods in the bomb shelter, "As long as you obediently let me be happy for a few days, let me test to see what the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing are, I guarantee that your sick brother will be fine." ”

Shivering all over, the pain engraved into her soul seemed to crawl all over her body, making her tremble and hold her head in her hands, gritting her teeth and stood, trying not to make a sound.

Because the sky was dark, others couldn't see clearly, so they only felt that Shenqu'er stopped in place and didn't leave, and then stopped.

But the fear reaction in her body was felt more clearly by one person.

The satchel at the waist swayed as if there was an animal in it in a hurry to get out.

The perception of her waist made Shenqu'er return to reality at once, her red eyes were bloodshot, she hurriedly looked down at the satchel, which was already still, she was at a loss, was it just an illusion?

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Don't you go in? ”

Ling Song Binghu was puzzled, he had come here, why didn't he go in again.

Aunt Huang also stomped her feet anxiously, it couldn't be that her husband was self-harming inside, which scared her!