Chapter 36: I Can Hear

The expression on the man's face was terrible, and his tone was even worse, but none of that could compare to what he said.

"What's the matter? Still protecting her?

Lao Tzu still can't say that he can't be done?

Is Lao Tzu wrong?

She was very proactive that day!

She might be alive with those pirates right now! โ€

As the man's mouth moved, Randall quickly reached out and covered Christa's ear.

But Christa's body was still shaking.

Maybe she felt the malice in the man's heart...

Randall took a deep breath, let go of his hands, then looked at Christa and said seriously:

"Christa, this man is hopeless.

Come with me! โ€

Christa's body shook.

Then, for the first time, Christa, who didn't cry even if she felt uncomfortable before, tears finally flowed.

"Brother Randall... I, I'll go with you! โ€

Without a mother, it's hell...

She really didn't have the courage to stay any longer.

"Hey, you boy!

What Lao Tzu said to you, you should turn a deaf ear?

When Lao Tzu's face is going to seduce my daughter? โ€

The man had an angry look on his face, and as he spoke, he was about to come and grab Christa's hand and try to pull her back to his side.

Where can Randall get him his way.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took Christa's tiny body in his arms and took a step back, avoiding the man's dirty hands.

The man failed to succeed and relentlessly tried to pounce.

Randall's patience was running out at this point.

He raised his hand and punched the man in the direction.

Just listen to a loud roar.

A column of transparent air brushed the man's head and passed.

With a bang, the wall behind was directly opened.

And the man, the whole person seemed to suddenly become a three-dimensional photo, and his body was directly frozen, motionless.

Randall naturally deliberately missed.

He was in a hurry at this moment, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to control his strength and kill this thing at once.

Anyway, he didn't want to kill this thing in front of Christa.

Besides, killing such a thing would have dirty his hands.

With such a way of drinking, I guess he doesn't need to do it, and he may be gone one day...

Hearing the loud movement, Christa writhed in Randall's arms, turned her body around, and looked behind the man.

Then she was surprised to find that there was a big hole in the wall that almost filled the entire wall.

Christa's eyes widened at once.

This, is this what Brother Randall did?

Well, that's amazing!

"I'll take Christa!

I'm not talking to you, I'm informing you!

If you dare to beep again, that punch will fall on you! โ€

Randall said coldly.

The voice, and its contents, were like the cold winds of winter, freezing the man there, motionless.

Randall finished speaking, regardless of his reaction.

Holding Christa in his arms, he left directly.

And the man just stood there, not even his eyes moving.

When Randall's footsteps were no longer audible, the man seemed to thaw and his whole body went limp.

The whole person is soft, and it looks like mud than when he was drunk before.

Just spread it out, and after a while, the cold sweat came out all at once.

The whole person instantly seemed to be fished out of the river.

At the same time, the fear of delay instantly invaded the brain, and the muscles of the whole body trembled wildly.

Shaking like a sieve.

Because the wall is gone, and the wind from outside blows in.

For a moment, he trembled even more.

"Whew, whew, survived...

Damn! It's unlucky! โ€

Meanwhile, Randall was holding Christa in his arms and walking down the path.

At this time, Christie buried her little face in Randall's chest and was silent.

"Little Crystal, forget about it, forget about it!

Start your new life today! โ€

Christa didn't speak, just nodded in Randall's arms.

"Little Crystal, I'm in the Navy.

To be precise, it should be about to become a navy.

I'll take you to the headquarters of the Navy.

Maybe you can become a navy in the future.

......โ€

Randall gives Christa a description of her life in the future.

Christa listened silently.

After Randall finished speaking, Christa, who had been silent, suddenly said:

"Brother Randall! I'm sorry! โ€

Randall was stunned for a moment and said:

"Why apologize?"

Is it because this little guy feels that he is directly dragging him down?

But I heard Christa say:

"I, I saw that you are a good person, brother, so I took you to my house.

I, before you went, thought about this possibility...

I just wanted to try...

Mom is gone, I'm really a little scared..."

Christa spoke incoherently.

Randall roughly understood.

But he touched Christa's little head and said:

"You mean to say that you calculated me?"

Christa pursed her lips and nodded, then stared at Randall with her big watery eyes.

The little face looked very serious.

(เน‘โ€ข . โ€ขเน‘)

Randall said disapprehantly:

"No, everything that happened during this time is true, not a lie you made up.

So, at best, you accepted my kindness, and it was also a perfect self-help.

There is nothing that counts and does not count.

I believe that as long as a person with a conscience encounters such a situation, he will help him.

After all, such a cute little girl, right! โ€

As he spoke, Randall couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch Christa's face.

Then, in order not to let the little girl get into the horns, he diverted the topic and said:

"By the way, I actually wanted to ask in the first place.

You said you could see that I was a good person, and you said it before, and you heard the fear in your heart, the man.

Now can you tell me what you think? โ€

Randall stared at Christa with burning eyes.

Hearing this, Christa was silent for a moment, her little face full of hesitation.

Seeing this, Randall felt that he already had a conjecture.

He said softly:

"Don't be afraid, little crystal.

Some people are born different.

But that's not a bad thing.

On the contrary, it is because they have unusual talents.

This makes them inherently ahead of others.

This is something that many people dream of but can't ask for.

So little crystal, you don't have to worry. โ€

Perhaps it was Christa's dependence on Randall that made this statement particularly convincing to Christa.

The little girl's tangled colors are gone.

She raised her little face and said with great determination:

"Brother Randall, I've been able to hear things since I was a kid.

I just can hear the real emotions in other people's hearts.

Oops, not heard.

No, just hear.

Well, I don't know what to say! โ€