Chapter 102: One Thing Descends One Thing

Jiang Xu goes out early and returns late every day, and he has made a lot of enemies in order to run this so-called bazaar, and many times he will go home with an injury.

I asked him what was wrong, and he didn't tell me, just reassured me that it was okay.

I don't like this feeling, it makes me feel like I'm a silk flower, I can only cling to him to absorb his nutrients, but I can't give him any positive reciprocation.

In fact, we live an ordinary life very well, he doesn't need to fight for the future every day, and I don't need to worry about it at home every day.

He won't have so many enemies, and we can live in peace. ”

It's not that Song Jinhe can't understand her thoughts, it's just that he's just worried that Jiang Xu will have an accident one day.

"But have you ever thought that if Jiang Xu hadn't worked so hard, the two of you would have been killed a long time ago?"

Wen Qiao was a little puzzled when she heard this, and raised her misty eyes to look at Song Jinhe: "What do you mean?" ”

Song Jinhe sighed a little helplessly: "The end of the world is imminent, who is not desperately climbing up and desperately stockpiling supplies?"

Do you think that if Jiang Xu didn't create a bazaar, the two of you would be able to live a peaceful and sweet life?

No, the two of you will only be coerced and swallowed up by other more powerful forces, or you may die in your sleep.

In today's world, no one can escape strife, and if you want to survive, you must fight for it. ”

Wen Qiao rubbed her face a little helplessly: "Even so, I hope he can take me to fight together."

I'm not useless, and I don't have to rely on him to survive.

Every day, I can only count my fingers at home and wait for him to come home, and I am really afraid that one day I will wait for Jiang Xu, who is missing an arm and a broken leg. ”

Song Jinhe also knew what she meant, it was nothing more than that she didn't want to be a bird in captivity by Jiang Xu, and wanted to fly outside to see the broader sky.

"Then you can make it clear to him that you want to go out with him, wouldn't it be fine?"

"I've mentioned it to him many times, and he always said that he has made a lot of enemies, and he is afraid that I will be caught as a bargaining chip to hold him hostage."

"Then you will become stronger, and others will not be able to kidnap you easily, so that Jiang Xu will be at ease.

Like you are now, you really think that the fruit knife on your waist can snatch your life back from someone else's hands? ”

Song Jinhe spoke mercilessly, she just wanted to solve the problem and get some benefits from Jiang Xu, as for this little princess who was not in a good mood, she always had to let Jiang Xu coax this guy.

She doesn't like to write fairy tales for others in the last days, and some people can only grow up if they really experience pain.

Wen Qiao listened to Song Jinhe's words, and blinked her eyes a little excitedly: "Can you teach me?"

Jiang Xu told me that you are very powerful, you are the boss behind Building 3, can you teach me to make me as powerful as you. ”

Song Jinhe stretched out a finger against her approaching dirty face: "You can go to Jiang Xu to teach you, he can single-handedly lead you out of the end of the world, and he is not a simple character." ”

Wen Qiao wrinkled her nose slightly, and patted the dried dirt chips on her body: "Okay, but you are indeed very powerful, you will be my idol from today on." ”

Song Jinhe didn't respond to her words, but just lifted the person from the ground.

"Are you feeling better now? Can you discuss things with Jiang Xu normally? ”

Wen Qiao nodded aggrievedly, and followed Song Jinhe's footsteps and slowly came to the door of another room.

At this moment, the two men had finished talking, perhaps because they heard the footsteps in front of the door, Jiang Xu stepped forward and opened the door, looked at Wen Qiao, whose eyes were red, and took the person into his arms in distress.

"I was wrong Xiaoqiao, I should give you freedom, I shouldn't have tied you to your home every day.

From now on, I will take you with me on missions, and I will teach you what you want to learn and experience, so will you go home with me? I don't want to break up. ”

He bent down to hold Wen Qiao in his arms, carefully helping her with her long hair stained with mud.

"I can go back with you, but it's all up to you."

Wen Qiao still refused to give in, just snorted softly, but did not resist Jiang Xu's approach.

Song Jinhe leaned against the door frame and snapped his fingers very sadly at this perfect ending.

"You two are reconciled, but my plans for today have been disrupted by you.

Do you want to give me some good to comfort me? ”

Wen Qiao scratched her head a little embarrassedly, and Jiang Xu didn't have any objections.

"What do you want? Water? Or food? ”

He was able to coax Wen Qiao back so quickly, and Song Jinhe's impetus was indispensable, and it was only right to give her some benefits.

"I don't need water or food, I want a gun in your hand."

Jiang Xu was not surprised when he heard this, after all, how could the materials be popular with hot weapons? Smart people never choose what is superficial.

He nodded slightly: "No problem, I'll send someone to bring it to you when I go back." ”

Song Jinhe was naturally not afraid that he would regret it, after all, she was not a vegetarian, and then went downstairs with Cheng Qianhuai to send the two Buddhas away.

Seeing their figures disappear into the darkness, Song Jinhe clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Earned again.

There were pistols and grenades in her space, but who wouldn't love the variety of thermal weapons?

The gun in Jiang Xu's hand seems to have been slightly adjusted, and its lethality is much higher than that of the most ordinary pistol in her hand.

Song Jinhe was very satisfied with this transaction, but it was just a matter of saliva, but the return was higher than expected.

After returning to 1802, Cheng Qianhuai rubbed the bell's fluffy little head, and laughed out loud when he thought of something.

Song Jinhe sat on the sofa and applied the mask, and looked at his appearance and asked with some doubts: "What's wrong?" ”

"I just think the two of them are a little undignified, and it's not interesting to break the matter between the two of them in front of others."

"I agree."

After Song Jinhe finished speaking, he was a little curious: "What did you and Jiang Xu say in the house at that time?" ”

Cheng Qianhuai hugged the bell into his arms and gently rubbed its soft little belly: "I didn't expect it, Sister Song still likes these gossip?" ”

was slammed into the door by a pillow, he didn't dare to continue to be indecent, so he had to obediently say what had just happened.

Jiang Xu found this place as soon as he found out that Wen Qiao was missing, and he also vomited bitterness on Cheng Qianhuai in the house of 1602.

Although he didn't mention any dissatisfaction with Wen Qiao, the fear in his eyes didn't seem to be fake.

"Jiang Xu does pay enough attention to Wen Qiao, this guy is also an invincible person, but who would have thought that one thing would descend to another."

The two of them were trying to continue on the topic, but they didn't expect the security door to be knocked on again.

Song Jinhe stepped forward to open the door, and it was Wang Xingsheng standing outside the door.

"Xiao Song, a group of people came outside our building, saying that they were ordered by Jiang Xu to send you something, is it true?"