West 6th District time — 20:23

United States.

Tennessee.

Gordonsville.

Two miles down the river, in the basement of a private estate.

In this small dark room full of clutter, it seems that some kind of oppressive atmosphere has been deliberately created.

The only source of light in the room is dozens of red candles placed in a closet.

They didn't seem to need oxygen, and they danced with an uninitiate purple flame.

There were two people observing the candles.

The old man sat on a creaking wooden chair, his head hanging down, his bloated body as if he was sleeping.

The young man stood quietly beside him, silently staring at the dozens of candles.

On the right side of the wall, in the far corner, the purple flame of a candle seemed to be struggling.

In the morning, its purple glow seemed to light up an entire basement, but its depleted wax body was a sign that it would soon be extinguished.

"Bring it." The old man suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

The young man slowly crouched down, opened the closet in the corner, took out the tray supporting the candle, and placed it at the old man's side.

"He still has a memory of the land," said the old man, who slowly raised his hand and twisted it out with his fingers, which were full of fat, "if you are not pure devotion to Him, you have never believed in Him." ”

Then the old man rubbed his waxy fingertips and asked hoarsely, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"3 p.m. on April 27 to 10 p.m. on May 13." The young man placed the extinguished candle on the table and brought a cup of cold coffee.

After the old man took the drink, his cloudy eyes regained some clarity, and at the same time asked in a deep voice, "What happened?" ”

The young man then began: "On the fourth of May, the magicians, who were mainly in Edo and Leningrad, seemed to have disappeared at the same time. ”

"On the 5th of May, Nunara Chamal fled back to Bharata."

"On May 8, a cardinal of the Old God of Northern Europe died violently in the Eastern ......"

"Okay, let's stop talking about these things that have nothing to do with us." The old man waved his hand irritably.

After thinking for a moment, the young man whispered: "Tennessee, the hero of the sequence ranking one hundred and forty-seven, the jumper - Dalter, I hope that in our next cooperation, we can minimize the actual damage to the industrial and commercial areas." ”

"Because he found that his appearance fee was really getting lower and lower, and if he continued like this, he would consider cutting off some of our business dealings with us in the new world."

"It's stupid," the old man laughed deeply, "that someone would be a bounty hero for the rest of his life in a place like Tennessee." ”

"Then may the new god bless this fool......"

Knock Knock Knock –

However, before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Do you have an appointment?" The young man heard the sound and slowly leaned over.

"My name is Payson Rodriguez, I happen to be passing by, if you don't mind, can you let me in and have a drink?" The voice of greeting continued to be heard outside the door.

"If you prefer, head to the Constana Bar, five miles away, and we'll have a brandy for you."

After saying these words, the young man's whole body began to harden, and his skin gradually exuded a metallic luster, and at the same time, the nails that slowly lengthened were as sharp as steel knives.

After all, this room is five meters underground, and the only exit is from the ceiling.

Behind the knocking door is a pure steel structure that has been poured into a single piece.

But before the young man could finish speaking, a tall man with three-dimensional facial features like sculptures, blonde hair and blue eyes had already stood in front of the table, picked up a few documents at random, and looked at them briefly.

"Oh...... Really good spirits. After reading these documents roughly, Peison couldn't help but sigh: "In this case, maybe I can work overtime tonight with two Cuban cigars in my mouth." ”

And when he noticed the dozens of candles on the wall beside him, with a snap of his fingers, the candles were extinguished in the closet as if a strong wind was blowing.

All that was left was the scarlet candle in the top left corner, which burst into black flames and burned violently.

When Person saw it, he immediately felt something interesting, so he approached the closet, put his hand through the glass that seemed to be swinging like water, and then gently pressed it, and extinguished the candle with a stabbing sound.

And the young man, who had been frozen in place, his eyes still on guard outside the door, suddenly fell to the ground on his back with his whole body, and he didn't even have convulsions.

The old man slowly stood up from the chair, leaned over his bloated body, slowly looked at Peison, and asked with a gloomy smile: "Are you ASM, the Federal Special Inspectorate?" ”

"Oh, it's Sunday, ASM has a holiday...... "Payson took out his ID and shook it, "And we're RIS, the U.S. Federal Revenue Service." ”

Then Payson flicked the corners of the stack of documents he had collected, and said, "The tax rate on your illegal profits is 120%, but you haven't paid even a dollar in tax now." ”

"Sir, maybe we have other ways to pay taxes, maybe not just a glass of brandy."

Paison thought for a moment, then walked over, smiled and gave the old man a hug.

However, his hand, in the process of embracing, passed through the other person's body, and then whispered in his ear: "What you need to make up is to uphold the supremacy of the Constitution of the United States of America, and the inviolable civil liberties ......."

"Probably...... There's also a democracy, that's all there is to it anyway. ”

After stretching out his hand, Peison put the other party's old and bloated, now completely stiffened body, back into the chair, and then sorted out some papers, and before he was about to take them away, he found that there was a candle with only a wick left in the corner of the table.

And it turned out to be a very faint candlelight.

Payson was silent for a moment, picked it up, placed it in his arms, and stepped straight out of the closed wooden door.

……

Yin Hang felt that he had slept until he woke up naturally for the past two days.

And when the sun shone on his face through the curtains, Yin Hang slowly opened his eyes.

Then Yin Hang saw An Tong sleeping on his chest on his side, and at the same time he could feel her warm and tender skin tightly against him.

This scene slowed his breathing by half a beat.

And Yin Hang didn't know when his clothes were taken off.

Should be...... Taken off, right?

It seemed to feel Yin Hang's movement, An Tong's little nose let out a reluctant sound, and then raised his head slightly, and then Yin Hang saw An Tong's mouth slightly open, exhaling hot air at his neck, and at the same time, his hair was sticking to his cheeks because of sweating.

Looking at the girl who was holding himself and didn't want to let go even in his sleep, Yin Hang really didn't want her to be wronged and in danger.

But there are some things that can't be avoided at all.

With An Tong's talent, in the future, he will definitely be among the serial-level existences.

Then she was selected to join the team of Huainan Province and go to the secret realm, which is almost inevitable.

And the protagonist naturally goes without saying, he must also be a member of the Huaibei Provincial team.

What should An Tong do if he encounters the protagonist in the future?

He didn't know if there would be a bigger conflict in the future.

After all, in the original book, the description of his wife is indeed ...... It's quite a villain.

But that's a very futuristic plot, and the biggest problem now is the upcoming border plot.

If he didn't wear a book, since An Tong could become a member of the Huainan Provincial team, he would definitely be safe in the plot of the border, but he is not sure how much the original plot has changed because he has worn a book.

And the time is too short, only half a month is left.

If he wants to accompany An Tong to the border, then he will improve his strength to the middle of the Yellow Order in this half a month...... In other words, if you are like Yin Yuyuan, stomping your feet is a sea of blazing lava and fire, and waving your hand is a dragon calling for wind and rain.

But whenever he thinks about it...... Yin Hang always felt a little awkward.

He remembered that in addition to the fact that the protagonist had a system, his group of classmates in the Daoyuan class were far less strong when they went to the border to train.

But at present, the information he knows is too vague, and many things cannot be judged.

Just like the description of the spirit stone in the original book, he could read it when he read it, but when he really wore it, he didn't recognize it when he saw it.

However, no matter what, he must raise his strength to the middle of the Yellow Order within half a month.

Otherwise, it is absolutely unacceptable for him to be in a different place with his wife who is so clingy to him.

Thinking of this, Yin Hang hugged the incomparably soft and delicate body in his arms a little tighter.

Then in the next moment, Yin Hang's nose was gently pinched by An Tong, who also woke up.

"You're not honest in the morning, are you?"

Yin Hang tried to explain: "You are sweating, I am afraid that the towel will not be covered tightly for you, and you will catch a cold." ”

"You don't want to think about why I'm sweating!" An Tong turned his head sideways, and after glancing at the time, he found that it was almost nine o'clock, and snorted and said, "Forget it, give you five minutes, you can do whatever you want to me, satisfy you, but you have to get up in five minutes." ”

After An Tong finished saying with a smile, he let go of Yin Hang, and then gently pressed his head against Yin Hang's arm, looking like he was picking up.

Fortunately last night, after experiencing a life-and-death catastrophe, Yin Hang was a little weak and mentally exhausted, and An Tong's aggrieved appearance at that time made Yin Hang just hold her in his arms and comfort her.

But after a night's rest, now that he hears An Tong teasing like this, he feels that it is difficult for him to keep his sanity even if he touches it slightly.

However, An Tong shrunk his shoulders slightly, bit his lower lip lightly, closed his eyes and waited expectantly for two minutes, only to find that Yin Hang struggled for a moment, and then turned over directly and turned his back to her.

"Yin Hang?"

"An Tong, I'm afraid I won't be able to control my ......," Yin Hang comforted in a low voice.

And after An Tong heard it, her cheeks suddenly puffed up, and after thinking of something, her face suddenly turned red, and then she gritted her teeth and hugged Yin Hang's waist.

"An An'an...... An Tong? ”

After all, it was the middle of May, and it was still very hot for the two of them to sleep together, which made Yin Hang's thinking almost shut down.

Yin Hang's tongue was knotted, and he stumbled and said, "An Tong, if you do this, I will really ...... I can't control it. ”

After listening to Yin Hang's words, An Tong rubbed his body upward, then gently bit Yin Hang's shoulder, and muttered aggrievedly: "What do you always say, I'm afraid that I can't control it." ”

"You haven't thought about it, I'm also very hard to restrain myself."

Yin Hang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and wanted to hug her and said, "An Tong, I'm sorry ......"

But he was immediately snapped, and then An Tong pushed Yin Hang again and said, "It's been five minutes, it's time to get up!" ”

"This is the rule I set for myself, if I don't get up five minutes after waking up during the holidays, I will be lazy in bed all day," An Tong snorted at Yin Hang after speaking: "If I lie in bed like this all day, I will definitely be eaten clean by you!" ”

Yin Hang coughed twice in embarrassment, then lifted the towel quilt and prepared to get up.

But when he found that he was slightly blocking himself with his hands during the day, An Tong, who was half-concealed and half-hidden, not to mention his cheeks, his whole person turned red.

Looking at her appearance, Yin Hang's heart rate accelerated uncontrollably.

And after An Tong found Yin Hang, who was stunned, he put his hand on the side of the bed, leaned over, pecked his lips lightly, and then smiled:

"Good morning kiss."

Then Yin Hang found a set of old clothes to change into, and An Tong's suitcase also had clothes that she could use to change and wash.

The two hugged each other last night, and during a bedtime chat, he mentioned that he wanted to get glasses this morning.

When Yin Hang packed up and put on his big black schoolbag, he remembered something, turned out the keychain of his house, removed one and handed it to An Tong.

And after An Tong got it, she jumped up like a little girl who had received a gift, and even showed off to Yin Hang for a long time.

Later, Yin Hang and An Tong, who were already husband and wife, went on a date for the first time, and then went out holding hands like an ordinary couple.

In the section where there are fewer people, An Tong will happily be like a spinning top, dragging Yin Hang's hand in a circle.

It hasn't changed much, it's just some sensitive words.

The manuscript has begun to go crazy on the rhythm (the details of daily life, I thought about it, or don't delete it)

Some readers are of great concern to the issue, or explain.

The reason for the sparse rhythm...... I really don't understand these, but the two sentences on the original outline were written by me for half a month, but some foreshadowing is not written, and there will be a bunch of loopholes later.

At the moment, my personal feeling is that I am starting to get up to the tempo...... I just don't know how it actually is.

I'm so sorry everyone.

(End of chapter)