"If you don't study, are you really a gang?" Xie Fang immediately objected.

Luo Zhantian smiled bitterly, but it was inconvenient to express his concerns. In his opinion, Lei Luo is nothing to kill and kill, and it is nothing to get into trouble, and it is very troublesome to fall in love with the feeling of bullying children at school. Only when people compete with the strong will they become stronger and stronger, and what can they do if they are powerful in a group of imps?

"Anyway, I will never allow Lei Lei not to study. He is not sensible now, he learns everything from his father, thinking that his father is the boss, and he should also be the boss in school. As long as we teach him slowly, everything will be fine. Over the years, Xie Fang has long regarded Luo Zhantian as his own parent, and he doesn't have so much scruples when he speaks.

"I hope so!" Luo Zhantian looked back at the "kind and kind" little apprentice, who was listening to the reading of his loyal subordinates on the podium, and didn't seem to care about the discussion here.

No one expected that Lei Luo would completely change in just a few days.

The stimulus for the change came from a transfer student, and the head teacher introduced that his surname was Zhuo, and his name was Zhuo Ling.

A first-grade girl, young and thin-skinned, Zhuo Ling stood on the podium with a big schoolbag on her back, as if she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.

Lei Luo looked at her face, completely stunned.

Zhuo Ling looks exactly the same as Invincible, but it is a miniature version, and the distant mountain-like eyebrows and delicate phoenix eyes make Lei Luo's heart tremble violently, and he almost burst into tears.

After the head teacher left, a few little followers were about to ask Zhuo Ling to come over to meet the boss, and Lei Luo had already walked over.

"Do you remember me?" asked Lei Luo as he took Zhuo Ling's hand and whispered.

It wouldn't be such a coincidence, she must be invincible, and it must be the [Divine Skill of the Underworld Wheel] that also protected her soul power and allowed her to be reborn in this world......

Lei Luo heard a voice in his heart roaring, unable to control his emotions. My whole body was shaking.

Zhuo Ling looked at him a little frightened and shook his head slightly.

The perceptual power promoted by Xuanwu Gong silently wrapped Zhuo Ling. Lei Luo found that the qi and blood in her body were the same as ordinary children, there was no secret martial arts, and when she reached the head, there was a blockage, which caused great trouble to the internal circulation.

That's probably why she's pale.

Lei Luo didn't find the slightest trace of the aura peculiar to the Hell's Chakra, and was greatly disappointed.

Could it really be a coincidence?

The little girl was unfortified and had no defenses. The Nine Lives Heavenly Dragon Formula's analysis of the soul level was pervasive, and if she retained the seeds of her previous life, it was impossible for Lei Luo not to sense it.

Lei Luo's gaze gradually cooled, and he secretly laughed at himself for being a human being for several lifetimes, but he was still so impulsive and naïve.

Whether it's invincible or not, I want to figure it out in a day or two. Apparently impossible.

"You can sit with me!" Lei Luo led Zhuo Ling and walked towards his large three-person sofa.

The sofa was specially moved by the high school boss to honor Lei Luo, and no one had ever been qualified to sit with him, but now Zhuo Ling has become the luckiest person on his first day.

Seeing Zhuo Ling with his head down, blushing, and being taken by Lei Luo to sit down in front of the sofa, Bai Xiaoran showed a strong look of jealousy. The pencil clenched in his little hand almost broke.

The other children were not as hostile as her, and soon realized that Zhuo Ling had replaced Bai Xiaoran. became the new favorite of Lei Luo's side, so he came over one after another to pat himself on the back.

"Welcome to our class!"

"Warm welcome!"

"You must serve Boss Lei Luo well!"

The children lined up, bowing and welcoming the scene was quite scary, and Zhuo Ling didn't know what to do, so he had to look at Lei Luo.

"Do you lose your breath every day, and sometimes you can't even walk?" said Lei Luo, ignoring the imps. Asked Zhuo Ling softly.

Zhuo Ling's eyes widened in surprise and nodded.

Relo fell into deep thought.

When it was time to eat at noon, the boss of the high school came over to deliver a boxed lunch to Lei Luo as usual, but found that the big sofa was empty.

At this moment, Lei Luo was walking towards the grove behind the school with Zhuo Ling, and the two of them were one behind the other. Zhuo Ling himself didn't understand why he had to listen to him, but he couldn't control his legs and feet.

"He must be the big bad guy on TV, it's scary!" thought to Zhuo Ling in despair in his heart, tears rolling in his eyes.

Deep in the woods, Lei Luo stopped, stood in front of Zhuo Ling, and placed a hand on top of her head.

Before the little girl could understand what was going on, a warm current of heat had poured into her top door.

"Secret method: watch the tide of the sea!"

Lei Luo launched the second layer of the Nine Lives Heavenly Dragon Technique, which directly stimulated Zhuo Ling's vitality. On the day of the arrest of Zhou, he detonated the snatcher's body alive, and this was the trick used. It is equivalent to relying on the strong vitality of the warrior, with too crazy "life", which triggered the arrival of death.

But right now, Lei Luo was in line with the purpose of saving people, attracting Zhuo Ling's qi and blood circulation, and slowly rushed towards the blockage in the skull. In fact, Zhuo Ling's physical condition has reached an extremely bad situation, the immune system and regenerative system in his body are all affected, and the blockage will not be removed, and there are only three years left to live.

Through induction, Lei Luo can clearly capture the countdown signal of her life, and can even be accurate to the number of days.

Watching the tide didn't do anything, and the blocked area that was shadowed in the telekinesis was no bigger than a finger, but it was buried deep in the brain stem. Lei Luo hit several times in a row, but it didn't react, it was not bruised, considering that forcibly doing it would definitely damage the surrounding brains, so he had to stop for the time being.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Ling felt that warm breath was very funny, thinking that it was a trick, so he was not so afraid of Lei Luo.

Lei Luo thought for a moment and asked, "When did you get sick, do you remember?"

"Can't breathe?" Zhuo Ling thought for a moment and said, "When I was born, someone came to my house and stole me, and it became like this in the future. ”

"Stealing?"

"Yes, Mom and Dad searched for me for a long time but couldn't find me. Then one day, I came back on my own. Mom and Dad said I was put at the door......"

Lei Luo remembered the two encounters he had when he was in the hospital and when he was arresting Zhou, as well as the purpose of Lei Tianming and his wife moving their family back to Shimen, and his face gradually became strange. "I've met bad guys, but they haven't been able to steal me. ”

It was probably this sentence that made Zhuo Ling feel sympathetic, and she bit her lip. Told a secret that he had never told anyone: "Now I get stolen once a year, no matter how my parents move, it's useless." This time I moved here, and my mother sat in the car and cried, saying that it would be nice if that bad guy couldn't find us anymore. ”

Lei Luo hadn't felt his heart pounding for a long time, but at this moment, even his voice couldn't help but tremble: "Have you been here this year?"

"Next month, it's that time of year. Zhuo Ling's expression when he replied was not very afraid. Apparently accustomed to it.

Lei Luo took a deep breath, it shouldn't be a coincidence.

Suppose that Zhuo Ling is invincible, and he is a traverser like himself. Those mysterious people hidden in the shadows are undoubtedly here to "cross" this layer of identity.

What do they want?

Took Zhuo Ling away, sent it back, and then took it again once a year - this is the origin of the blockage in Zhuo Ling's brain?

What negative measures have they planted?

Is there still a watchdog by his side now, waiting for an opportunity to attack him?

"What are you doing with your mom and dad?" Lei Luo smiled gently at Zhuo Ling. "Don't be afraid, from today onwards, we are friends. ”

"I'll protect you. He said.

Zhuo Ling's father, Zhuo Qingshan, is a porter, and his income is completely linked to physical effort, and he gets more for more work, and he doesn't have a penny for a day of rest at home.

Frequent moves made the family financially unable to make ends meet, but the haunting nightmare always followed her daughter, so that Zhuo Qingshan and his wife had to adopt this pitiful way of protection. Although it has proven ineffective. But the two of them prayed to heaven every day, and one time it would work.

It is always relatively easy for manual workers to find work. Every time Zhuo Qingshan goes to a new place, he has to start the process of integrating into the circle again. Fortunately, the big bosses are always relatively simple, they don't have so many hearts, and at most they take advantage of their work, so that they don't eat people and don't spit out bones.

Today, the moving company took over a big job to help a financial company move. Zhuo Qingshan got up early in the morning. Sitting on the heavy truck with the workers, a group of several cars, drove to the place and started working in full swing.

Although there is a freight elevator in the building, Zhuo Qingshan and the others are not less eyed. Going up and down, the administrator who rushed to open the freight elevator laughed again and again. Sweat was dripping on the shiny floor, and it was inevitable that the cleaners would lose it again.

A vice president of a financial company wearing gold wire glasses sat on the spot to supervise the moving process, accompanied by a female secretary, and the black silk buttocks were extremely plump. The two always stick together when they have nothing to do, and they touch each other as if there is no one around. The heat of the scene made the porters' faces beat enthusiastically, and they didn't dare to raise their heads more.

Long before coming here, the director of the moving company told me that the financial company is doing a lot of business, and the employees are all white-collar and gold-collar, regardless of whether they are public or private, they can't afford to pay for the breakage, and they must be careful and careful when working.

Zhuo Qingshan has been looking for overtime opportunities as much as possible during this time, and he also worked another job at night, and his body was so weak that he was desperately tired. When I lifted the large desk with my co-worker, I accidentally didn't hold it steady, and a craft ashtray fell out of the unclosed drawer and fell to the ground and shattered.

When the vice president heard the sound, he rushed over and saw that the desk belonged to the boss, and he couldn't help but blow up: "How are you doing? Are you blind?"

Zhuo Qingshan stood in place at a loss, his lips trembled, and his face was flushed: "Boss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it......"

The vice president didn't say a word, slapped him in the face, and shouted: "I didn't mean to, is it cool?"

"Hey, how do you beat people?!" The five big and three rough workers were anxious, and they were stopped by Zhuo Qingshan.

"What's wrong with beating people? I don't accept you to beat me! Our boss's crystal ashtray was auctioned at an auction, and the price of a hammer is 990,000 yuan, so hurry up and lose money!" The vice president foamed at the mouth and kicked Zhuo Qingshan twice.

In terms of body, any porter can pinch this vice president to death, but when they hear the figure of 990,000, they can't help but lose their confidence.

"Even if it's a nonsense price, hundreds of thousands are always worth it, right?" Zhuo Qingshan thought of his wife and daughter, and didn't know what to do for a while, so he knelt down straight and gave the vice president.

Whether it is hundreds of thousands or tens of thousands, they are all unaffordable numbers for Zhuo Qingshan. He was so clumsy that he didn't know what to say when he knelt down, but just kowtowed desperately.

Survival was so hard that when Doom opened its bloody jaws, he found that he could do nothing more than plead.

The female secretary sneered next to her, as if she had seen a burlesque: "What are you doing, are you a scoundrel? If you have something to say, you have to pay for breaking something! I don't like you gang of people the most, you kneel down when you don't have money, do you think your knees are made of gold?"

"Call their company and let a steward come over!" the vice president ordered angrily.

The female secretary sneered and took out her small mobile phone, glanced at Zhuo Qingshan, who was like ashes, and was about to dial, when she suddenly saw a group of people push open the door of the company and walk in.

"Dad!" Zhuo Ling saw his father kneeling upright on the ground, and immediately rushed up, crying in fright.

"Do you want to play a bitter love scene?" the female secretary sneered viciously, carefully looking at the people who came in with Zhuo Ling, and her delicate face gradually changed color.

Although the seven or eight men in front of him did not have the physique of a porter, their faces were full of anger, their eyes showed fierce light, and the waists of several of them were unabashedly high.

"Who allowed you to come in?" the vice president glared at Lei Luo, who was standing at the front, not knowing what this little ghost was about.

The water monkey took a step, looked at Lei Luo's face, pulled out a large-caliber curved ruler pistol from his waist, and directly fired at the vice president's right leg knee.

"Bang!"

The vice president, who had no time to react, watched the gunfire flash, followed by the strong smell of gunpowder, and looked down to find that the kneecap was gone, leaving only a bloody hole.

"Ah!!h

All the porters present were stunned, and Zhuo Qingshan couldn't believe his eyes.

The female secretary was already incontinent on the spot, and there were wet marks oozing from the pencil skirt, and she slumped on the ground and repeated desperately: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business......"

The water monkey's eerie gaze fell on her stockinged legs and licked her lips: "It's a pity." ”

"Bang!"

The second gunshot rang out, and the female secretary's left calf was directly broken, leaving only a bit of skin and flesh hanging, rolling her eyes and fainting.

The vice president was still barking weakly, like a dog that had been kicked in the stomach, on the verge of losing consciousness. In the maddening bloody atmosphere, Zhuo Qingshan hugged his daughter tightly, and then saw the little boy walk up to him and smile at himself.

"Hello, I'm Zhuo Ling's classmate, my name is Lei Luo. (To be continued......)