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    "If you don't study, can you really join a gang?" Xie Fang immediately objected.  Luo Zhantian gave a bitter smile, but he couldn't express his concerns.  In his opinion, it's okay for Lei Luo to kill people, it's okay to get into trouble, but falling in love with bullying children in school is a big problem.  Only when one competes with the strong will he become stronger. What's the point of being domineering among a bunch of brats?  "Anyway, I will never allow Lei Lei to stop studying. He is not sensible now and learns everything from his father. He thinks that since his father is the boss, he should also be the boss in school. As long as we teach him slowly, everything will get better.  "Over the years, Xie Fang has long regarded Luo Zhantian as one of her elders, and she no longer has so many scruples about what she says.  "I hope so!" Luo Zhantian looked back at his "kind and kind" young apprentice, who was listening to the reading of his loyal subordinates on the podium and seemed not to care about the discussion here.  No one thought that Lei Luo would completely change in just a few days.  The stimulus for change came from a transfer student. The class teacher introduced him as 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 looked exactly like Wu Di, but they were just smaller versions. His dark eyebrows and delicate phoenix eyes made Lei Luo's heart tremble violently and he almost shed tears.  After the head teacher left, several of the subordinates were trying to get Zhuo Ling to come over and pay homage to the boss, but Lei Luo had already walked over.  "Do you still remember me?" Lei Luo took Zhuo Ling's hand and asked in a low voice.  It can't be such a coincidence, she must be invincible, it must be the [Pluto Transformation Art] that also protected her soul power and allowed her to be reborn in this world Lei Luo heard a voice roaring in his heart, because he couldn't control it  Live the emotions.  My whole body was shaking.  Zhuo Ling looked at him with a little fear and shook his head slightly.  The power of perception stimulated by Xuanwu Kung silently enveloped Zhuo Ling.  Lei Luo found that the qi and blood in her body were the same as those of ordinary children. She had no foundation in secret martial arts, and there was a blockage in her head, which caused great trouble to the internal circulation.  This is probably why she looks pale.  Lei Luo couldn't find even a hint of the unique aura of the Hades Wheel, and was greatly disappointed.  Is it really a coincidence?  The little girl has never set up a defense and has no ability to set up a defense.  The analysis of the soul level of Nine Lives Heavenly Dragon Art is pervasive. If she retains the seeds of her previous life, Lei Luo cannot sense it.  Lei Luo's eyes gradually cooled down, and he secretly laughed at himself for being so impulsive and childish in his life.  Whether it¡¯s invincible or not, I want to figure it out in a day or two.  It's obviously impossible.  "You sit with me!" Lei Luo led Zhuo Ling towards his three-person sofa.  The sofa was specially moved by the boss of the high school department to honor Lei Luo. No one had ever been qualified to sit with him, but now Zhuo Ling has become the luckiest person on his first day here.  Seeing Zhuo Ling lowering her head and blushing, being led to the sofa by Lei Luo and sitting down, Bai Xiaoran showed a strong look of jealousy.  The pencil held tightly in his little hand almost broke.  The other children did not have such hostility as her, and soon realized that Zhuo Ling had replaced Bai Xiaoran.  He became Lei Luo's new favorite, so he came over to flatter him one after another.  "Welcome to our class!" "Warm welcome!" "Be sure to serve Boss Lei Luo well!" The scene of children lining up and bowing to welcome was quite scary. Zhuo Ling didn't know what to do and had to look at Lei Luo.  "Are you out of breath every day, and sometimes you can't even walk?" Lei Luo ignored those brats.  Asked Zhuo Ling softly.  Zhuo Ling¡¯s eyes widened in surprise and nodded.  Lei Luo fell into deep thought.  At lunch time, the boss of the high school department came over to deliver a lunch box to Lei Luo as usual, but found that there was no one on the big sofa.  At this moment, Lei Luo was leading Zhuo Ling towards the woods behind the school, the two of them one behind the other.  Zhuo Ling himself didn't understand why he had to listen to him but couldn't control his legs.  "He must be the big bad guy mentioned on TV, so scary!" Zhuo Ling thought desperately in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes.  Entering deep into the forest, Lei Luo stopped, stood in front of Zhuo Ling, and put a hand on the top of her head.  Before the little girl understood what was going on, a warm wave of heat had already poured into her top door.  "Secret Technique: Watch the Tide!" Lei Luo activated the second level secret technique of the Nine-Life Heavenly Dragon Art.?Directly stimulate Zhuo Ling's vitality.  On the day of Zhou's arrest, he used this trick to explode the snatcher's body alive.  It is tantamount to relying on the strong vitality of the warrior and his too crazy "life" to trigger the arrival of death.  But now Lei Luo, with the purpose of saving people, stimulated Zhuo Ling's blood circulation and slowly rushed towards the blockage in his skull.  In fact, Zhuo Ling's physical condition has reached an extremely bad state. The immune system and regenerative system in the body are affected, and the blockage cannot be removed. He only has three years left to live.  Lei Luo can clearly capture her life countdown signal through induction, even accurate to the number of days.  Watching the ocean tide did not have any effect. The blocked area that appeared as a shadow in the mental vision was only the size of a finger, but it was buried deep in the brain stem.  Lei Luo hit it several times in succession, but it showed no response. It was not bruised. Considering that forceful attack would inevitably damage the surrounding brain, he had to stop temporarily.  "What are you doing?" Zhuo Ling thought the warm breath was funny, thinking it was a magic trick, so he was no longer afraid of Lei Luo.  Lei Luo thought for a while and asked, "When did you get sick? Do you remember?" "Can't you breathe?" Zhuo Ling thought about it seriously and said, "When I was just born, there was  Someone came to my house and stole me, and it ended up like this. " "Stolen?" "Yes, my parents searched for me for a long time but didn't find me. Then one day, I came back on my own.  He said, I was left at the door" Lei Luo thought of his two encounters when he was in the hospital and when he was arrested, as well as the purpose of Lei Tianming and his wife moving their family back to the teacher's door, and his expression gradually became strange.  .  "I've met bad people, but they couldn't steal me." Probably this sentence made Zhuo Ling feel sympathetic, and she bit her lip.  He revealed a secret that he had never told others: "Now I am stolen once every year. No matter how my parents move, it is of no use. This time when I moved here, my mother cried while sitting in the car, saying what if  It would be nice if that bad guy never found us again. " Lei Luo hasn't felt his heart beat faster for a long time, but now his voice can't help but tremble: "Have you been here this year? " "Next month, maybe.  It¡¯s this time every year.¡± Zhuo Ling¡¯s expression was actually not very scary when she answered.  Apparently he's already used to it.  Lei Luo took a deep breath. This should not be a coincidence.  Suppose Zhuo Ling is invincible and a time traveler like himself.  Those mysterious people hiding in the dark are undoubtedly here to "travel through" this level of identity.  What do they want?  Zhuo Ling was taken away, sent back, and then taken away again every year - is this the origin of the blockage in Zhuo Ling's brain?  What negative means did they lay? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? through myself by now by my own eyes), are there still monitors around me, waiting for the opportunity to attack me?  "What do your parents do?" Lei Luo smiled warmly at Zhuo Ling.  "Don't be afraid. From today on, we are friends." "I will protect you." He said.  Zhuo Ling¡¯s father, Zhuo Qingshan, is a porter. His income is completely linked to his physical exertion. The more he does, the more he earns. Even if he rests at home for a day, he will get nothing.  Frequent moves have left the family financially unable to make ends meet, but the haunting nightmare has always followed their daughter, forcing Zhuo Qingshan and his wife to adopt this pitiful method of protection.  Although it has been proven to be ineffective.  But the two of them prayed to God every day, hoping that one day 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 go through the process of integrating into the circle all over again.  Fortunately, the big bosses are always relatively simple and not so arrogant. At most, they can take advantage of their work and not eat people without spitting out their bones.  Today the moving company took on a big job and had to help a financial company move.  Zhuo Qingshan got up early.  I sat on a heavy truck with my co-workers, and there were several cars in the group. We drove to the place and started working in full swing.  Although there is a freight elevator in the building, Zhuo Qingshan and others are also looked down upon.  Going up and down again and again, I apologized to the manager of the freight elevator again and again.  Sweat dripped onto the polished floor, and the cleaning staff inevitably scolded her again when they saw her.  A vice president of a financial company wearing gold-rimmed glasses was on site to supervise the moving process. He was accompanied by a female secretary with black stockings and extremely plump buttocks.  The two of them would always stick together no matter what, no matter what, they would touch and rub each other's body as if no one was around.  The excitement of the scene made the porters' faces heat up, their hearts beating, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.  Long before I came here, the manager of the moving company had given me countless warnings, saying that the financial company was doing a lot of business and its employees were all white-collar workers and gold-collar workers, regardless of whether it was public or personal.You can't afford to pay for this product if it breaks, so you must be careful when working.  Zhuo Qingshan has been looking for opportunities to work overtime as much as possible during this period. He also works another job at night and is very tired.  When I was lifting a large desk with a co-worker, I accidentally failed to hold it steady. A craft ashtray fell out of the drawer that was not closed and fell to the ground, smashing it to pieces.  The vice president heard the sound and rushed over. When he saw that the desk belonged to his immediate boss, he couldn't help but get angry: "How do you do this? Are you blind?" Zhuo Qingshan stood there at a loss, trembling.  His lips and face turned red: "I'm sorry, boss, I didn't mean it" Without saying a word, the vice president slapped him in the face and shouted: "I didn't mean it either, are you happy?" "Hey  , How do you hit someone?" The big and powerful worker was anxious and was held tightly by Zhuo Qingshan.  "What's wrong with hitting someone? If you don't accept it, hit me! Our boss's crystal ashtray was bought at an auction. The price is 990,000. Pay the money immediately!" The vice president was frothing at the mouth and kicked Zhuo again.  Green hills with two feet.  In terms of physical strength, any porter could crush the vice president to death, but when they heard the figure of 990,000, they couldn't help but lose confidence.  "Even if it's a ridiculous price, a hundred thousand dollars is always worth it, right?" Zhuo Qingshan thought of his wife and daughter and didn't know what to do for a moment, so he straightened up and knelt down in front of the vice president.  Whether it¡¯s hundreds of thousands or tens of thousands, Zhuo Qingshan is unable to afford it.  He was poor at speaking and didn't know what to say after he knelt down. He just kowtowed as hard as he could.  Survival is so difficult, and when misfortune opens its bloody mouth, he finds that he can do nothing but plead.  The female secretary sneered at the side, as if she had seen a joke: "What are you doing, are you being a rogue? If you have something to say, you have to pay for it if you break something! I can't stand you guys the most. If you don't have money, you will kneel down."  "Do you think your knees are made of gold?" "Call their company and ask a manager to come over!" the vice president ordered angrily.  The female secretary sneered and took out her compact mobile phone. She glanced at Zhuo Qingshan, who was ashen-faced. She was about to dial the number when she suddenly saw a group of people pushing open the company door and walking in.  "Dad!" Zhuo Ling saw her father kneeling straight on the ground and immediately ran up to him, crying in fright.  "Are you acting in a love story?" the female secretary mocked viciously, looking carefully at the people who came in with Zhuo Ling, her delicately made-up face gradually changing color.  Although the seven or eight men in front of them did not have the physique of porters, their faces were full of anger and their eyes were fierce. Several of them had undisguised waist bulges.  "What are you doing? Who allowed you to come in?" The vice president glared at Lei Luo, who was standing at the front, wondering what the background of this brat was.  Water Monkey took a step forward, looked at Lei Luo's face, pulled out a large-caliber ruler pistol from his waist, and fired directly at the vice president's right leg and knee.  "Bang!" The vice president, who had no time to react, saw a flash of gunfire, then smelled the strong smell of gunpowder. He lowered his head and found that the kneecap was gone, leaving only a big bloody hole.  "Ah!!!" the vice president cried miserably and fell to his knees, clutching his legs and twitching on the ground. His designer suit was quickly covered in blood and tears.  All the porters present were frightened, and Zhuo Qingshan couldn¡¯t believe his eyes.  The female secretary had become incontinent on the spot, and there were wet marks on her pencil skirt. She collapsed on the ground and repeated desperately: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business" The water monkey's gloomy eyes fell on her stockings.  On the beautiful leg, he licked his lips: "What a pity." "Bang!" The second gunshot was heard, and the female secretary's left calf was directly shot off, leaving only a little flesh hanging on. She rolled her eyes and fainted.  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 walking in front of him and smiling at him.  "Hello, I am Zhuo Ling's classmate, my name is Lei Luo." (To be continued)
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