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Chapter 194 2017.2.3 Storm

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    Yesterday, I had a dream again I am the son of the boss of the underworld, and I am capable of martial arts.  My father exercised control over me, and I was imprisoned by his men in Luoyang, far away from my hometown in Kaifeng.

    The place where I was locked was a large container truck, which was empty and dark inside, except for me and a man in black who was guarding me, there was nothing else.  I was sitting against the iron wall at the front of the container truck, and the man in black who was guarding me was standing opposite me near the iron wall at the back of the carriage, standing with his legs crossed, with his hands behind his back.  The light was dim, and I could vaguely see something on the right back of the man in black against the corner of the wall.  I don't want to be imprisoned here, I need freedom, and I can't bear it at all in such a boring space.  With my skills, such a guard was unstoppable, so I killed him in one fell swoop.  The man in black lay flat on the ground with his legs apart. I grabbed the black flip-top shoulder bag and prepared to open a small iron door on the left front of the container truck to escape.  Guangguang saw a lot of pens piled up at the door inside, all kinds of pens, brand new ones with packaging boxes, I was moved, so many pens can be used for a long time for drawing and writing, no one cares about them here, I just took them away  .  Then I opened the backpack and started to pack it in.  From the corner of the eye, I saw a lot of men in black walking outside through the crack of the door. Those who should be hovering here belonged to my father.  I subconsciously tightened the gap in the door, so as to hide more properly. Seeing this formation, I felt a little worried. With my skills, a few dozen people are nothing to me, but if they go together, they will be dozens or hundreds of people.  I'm at a loss for people.

    After those people walked over, I continued to stuff pens into the bag. The bag was a little smaller, and the pens couldn't fit.  Suddenly, my mother and some other relatives opened the iron door and appeared beside me. They spoke politely to me, and felt that I was playing there in the past, but they all paid special attention to me, paying attention to the things I packed in my backpack.  What, what are you wearing.  I saw my things in the bag held by a relative standing at the door, and the black round one on the top was my earphone storage box, which I took with my hands and put it on my body.  Responding to a few polite words from them, my things were almost packed, and then I found an excuse and slipped out. Before leaving, I stuffed some things under the coat against my left chest.

    I walked quickly on the street with my backpack in my hand, thinking that I would never come here again, and basically packed up all the necessary things, but this time I was in a hurry, and I had to carry so many messy things  When it is a burden, I think about it so many times in the past, why don't I take some away every time.

    Now I can't delay anymore, I must leave here immediately, the farther I go, the better, I guess those men in black have already started hunting me, and it won't take long for this city to be controlled by them, my father's men definitely have this  strength.  I have to go to the train station to get on the train to Kaifeng immediately, I have to go home, I have some things to take, I know it will be very dangerous to go home at this festival, there may be people ambushing there waiting for me to surrender  It's a trap, but I still have to get through.  Standing at the intersection, I glanced to the left. It was the bus stop for the train station. The bus hadn¡¯t arrived yet, and I would put myself in danger if I went there. After thinking about it, I had to give up the bus.  I turned around and strode, nasty shoes still uncomfortable, and a pair of flip flops in my socks.  Looking through the things in the jacket that have not gone away, I thought that it would be better to get a taxi as soon as possible.

    Time is tight, it's noon, I haven't eaten yet, thinking maybe renting a room in a hotel here for one night, but I don't think it's suitable.  During the chaotic tossing and marching, those men in black had already started to appear on the street in groups.

    When I went home, my parents were at home, and my gender became a woman.  My father ignored me when I opened the door. I went back to my room and just put down my pile of messy luggage. Finally, my father couldn¡¯t stop asking me why the little book I recorded said he was so and so, and even questioned me.  What the hell are you mad at him for?  I know the little notebook on the table in my room, and it has been left there without recording a few pages. Although I wrote it, I can¡¯t remember exactly what was recorded for so long.  Is it just that dad sees it that way?  But the notebook that belongs to me just read the contents in such a grandiose way?  ?  Isn't this an invasion of personal privacy?  I asked my father how he could do this. My father must have consciously made a mistake, lying on the bed under the quilt and not refusing a word.

    I filled up a basin of hot water and washed it in the house for a while, then sat on the small bench and packed the luggage I brought with my mother.  Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that there was something moving on the wall on my right side, that is, the west wall. I turned my head and looked over, and saw four cubs of unknown animals, two by two next to each other, separated by a  Plate floor tiles.  It must have been born not long ago, it has no hair, its body is covered with yellow mud, it has four legs, and it can't be seen what kind of animal it is.  I was surprised to catch it from the southI like girls like Xiaoya, I feel that they are chattering, messy, playful, and a little bit strong.

    Xiaoya and I came to the side of the sports field. The school sports meeting was being held. There were many people and it was very lively.  Everyone in the crowd was shouting a person's name, a boy named Yadi (the real name that appeared in the dream), and Yadi was doing a competition, and everyone was shouting his name to cheer him on.  Xiaoya also shouted for Yadi to cheer him up, but everyone's voices were too loud, and Xiaoya's voice could not be highlighted at all. Xiaoya was annoyed and shouted for everyone to be quiet, but there was really no one in the crowd.  The noise just now was so boiling, Xiaoya shouted Yadi again, this time her voice really stood out.  What happened just now made me very admired. Although I don¡¯t like Xiaoya, what she did made me feel that she is very courageous and charismatic. These are worth learning from.

    I walked forward along the road, Xiaoya disappeared as I walked, and it turned into me jogging holding Yadi¡¯s sleeves. When I ran to the open-air concrete stands, I stopped and turned back to chat with Yadi.  , Yadi said that he had seen my little notebook, he said I had a wonderful childhood, I think he was admiring the freedom and ease of my traveling alone, then I kissed his left cheek, after kissing, Yadi was stunned  I nodded, and I continued to walk leisurely.  I walked to the concrete stands and stopped to rest. At this time, I was alone. The boy Yang Yu (pronounciation) ran over from behind me and handed me the ice cream he just bought. I opened it and ate it.  It's a sandwich, but the black sandwich didn't turn out to be stuffed.  Yang Yu takes good care of me, he likes me, but I like Yadi.  Subconsciously, I know that Yadi is the white dragon, and Yang Yu is the little guy I took good care of and bathed him.

    Then we all got into the car, I sat in the last row on the left side by the glass, Yang Yu sat on my right, Yang Yu¡¯s right was the back row by the right glass and another boy Li Zheng (alleged name) was sitting  Xiaoya and Yadi were sitting in the row in front of me, Xiaoya was sitting right in front of me, and Yadi was sitting right in front of Yang Yu.  Li Zheng threw a piece of garbage out of the window, I saw it and started to lecture Li Zheng, and Li Zheng asked me where to throw out the garbage again, I happened to have a small bag of ice cream in my hand, so I handed it to Li Zheng to let him throw it away  in the pouch.

    When the car drove to an ice shop, Yadi called to stop and ordered two ice creams.  The front of the car was facing the ice shop, and the ice cream was handed over from the front. Yadi looked back at me, and then asked Xiaoya if she wanted to eat, Xiaoya said no.  Yadi looked back and saw that I wanted to give me ice cream, but I was eating the ice cream bought by Yang Yu, so he asked Xiaoya again, I saw that the ice cream in Yadi's hand was hawthorn flavor, which I like  taste.  Turning his head to the right, he saw a slender and beautiful hand, it was Yang Yu's hand, Yang Yu's hand was so beautiful.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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