Just as she finished looking at the sky and lowered her head, her eyes saw a strange scene again.

Not far ahead, two men were approaching, a grown man leading a boy of six or seven years old.

An adult man is at least 1.86 meters tall, carrying a box similar to a violin on his shoulder, with a slight beard on his chin, his facial features appear resolute and masculine, and a strong mature manhood comes to his face. He wears a pair of white-washed jeans and a sleeveless shirt on the top, revealing the strength of his arms, and the muscle texture feels as if it has been carved out of marble. The man's walking posture gives people a strange feeling, like some kind of beast in the woods, and is in a kind of tension that will attack suddenly at any time. Not only that, but there was also an invisible aura all over his body, which directly forced people to attack his body, making people's hearts under a clenched pressure. Not only did she feel the pressure, but others felt it too, because there was no one else at least three meters away from the man except for the little boy he was holding by the hand. As he walked forward, the three-meter invisible space expanded forward, creating a unique barrier that separated him from the child and the rest of the world.

And that little boy is also indescribably different. He wore a small olive green military uniform like a little soldier on his upper body, and a pair of cute camouflage spotted military pants on his lower body, a bit like the kind worn by German soldiers during World War II. The child's face is very white, surprisingly white, and it is not too much to describe it as miserable white and bloodless. His hair was much longer than that of a child, with a slight sparse strand hanging down to his shoulders, an unhealthy yellowish end at the end, and a snow-white color on the rest of the body. Most of this snow-white hair lined his big crystal eyes and delicate eyebrows, as well as a small and straight nose bridge, blood-colored thin lips, and the whole facial features were simply delicate and picturesque, and he was actually a very unhealthy but extremely cute little doll.

Seeing this sickly little doll with a very unhealthy body, the smile of the uniform beauty really softened, and there was a slight maternal tenderness on her beautiful face. Out of concern, when the two of them passed by, she suddenly looked at the repulsive power emanating from the man, and subconsciously raised a palm, trying to block the little doll from too strong sunlight. Pathetic, with such a poor body, will you faint from the sun?

The friendly gesture of the uniform beauty caused a reaction, and the tall man stopped, turned his head and smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you." ”

The aura that was like a sword out of the sheath changed in an instant, and it was as wide and thick as the earth. The uniformed beauty was dizzy by the strong masculine breath, and only after a long time did she reply, "Uh? ”

The child also looked up at her and said softly, "Aunt Xie Lu." ”

It's much easier to respond to the cute child, the uniform beauty squinted her eyes and smiled, the smile was not a formula for Yang Yi, it was a sincere smile: "It's not a little bit, is it hot? ”

The child shook his head, shaking his white and yellow hair with him. For a while, the uniform beauty was terrified, for fear that his excessively slender little neck would be broken like this.

"No, Aunt Xie Lu, my father and I still have to find someone. The child's voice was still thin, as if he didn't have much strength.

"Oh. The uniformed beauty made a meaningless sound, and it was impossible to tell whether it was annoyance or reluctance. This little person as crystal clear as ice and snow makes people have an urge to hold it in their arms and hurt well. ...,

The tall man nodded at her, led the little boy and continued to walk forward, and said softly, "Let's go, Yang Jia." ”

"Good boy, Daddy. ”

The small body was led forward by the man, and only two steps were taken, and the child Huo Ran turned his head and looked directly at the uniform beauty.

I don't know what's going on, the beauty in uniform looked at those eyes, and she couldn't help but shudder. It seems that in an instant, the child's eyes have become two deep invisible pools! In the black eyes of the deep pool, it is more like there are two mysterious nebulae slowly circulating, which is strange, but it makes people unable to turn their eyes.

The child opened his mouth and spoke slowly, his voice lost the weakness of Fang Cai, and turned into a creepy indifference and alienation: "Wen Yi, in eight minutes, you will squat down with your head in your hands!"

Wen Yi's mouth opened wide in surprise. How did he know that my name was Wen Yi?

The child was still talking: "There will be a lot of people rushing out, don't panic when you hear the gunshot, just squat down with your head in your hands, and try to stay away from the gate." Take off your high heels and don't wear them, you can't run fast like this. ”

Wen Yi's face changed, and so did the face of the tall man holding the child.

Wen Yi was not a fool, listening to the words of the child named Yang Jia, she could already piece together what the child was describing and warning her. The question is, how did he know what to do? Where did these prophetic warnings come from? Not to mention the fact that this is a busy street, and the security measures of this bank are watertight, is it possible? Or is it a naughty joke of a naughty child?

Wen Yi was shocked to a numbness, and when he looked back, he saw that the child trembled, and his eyes slowly wandered until he landed on the big dog, revealing a shocked look.

"Wolf?" he called softly.

Wen Yi was surprised again, she remembered that the young customer also called the dog Wolfe. How did this strange kid know his name? It was as strange as his iron mouth cutting off his own name.

Just as he was so surprised that his heart was cold, Wen Yi saw that the big dog's eyes had changed, from kindness to fierce and bloodthirsty, the muscles on the side of his mouth spasmed and contracted upward, and the sharp white teeth shining with cold light were exposed, and that kind of action and expression seemed to rush up at any time and tear the child to pieces.

Wen Yi subconsciously stopped in front of the dog and separated it from the child. But the next moment, the child trembled rapidly, his face quickly became whiter, his lips were not bloody, and the expression on his face seemed to be about to faint.

His father held on to him tightly, and he trembled for nearly half a minute before revealing the eyes that had just woken up from a big dream, and his voice returned to the slender and low voice that came first: "Dad, am I sleepwalking again?"

The tall man picked him up, carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Yang Jia, Dad is here." ”

Yang Jia responded in a low voice, as if remembering something bad, and grabbed his father with his hands with difficulty. When the father turned to look at Wen Yi, his face became a little stern: "You'd better do what he says!"

Immediately, he turned his head and squinted through the sunlight at the seven-story roof across the street, until he confirmed something, and then showed an astonishing force and speed in front of Wen Yi: he held Yang Jia in one hand, as if Yang Jia was as light as a feather. The other side of the shoulder shrugged slightly, and the violin case-like box slid down his shoulder, and was caught in his intestines with a single movement. His next movement was to bow slightly, and his legs rushed across the street as if they were spring-loaded.

Wen Yi was stunned to watch his entire body dodge and shuttle in the middle of the car formation as if with a spirit, and disappeared into the opposite doorway in a moment.

What's going on?

Wen Yi's brain was as sluggish as pouring cement into it, and he couldn't figure out the situation. She only knew that when her eyes inadvertently fell on the big dog, the dog was squinting slightly, and her eyes kept looking straight at the direction where Yang Jia and the two fathers and sons left, and the expression in her eyes was gloomy and fierce.

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