"That, sorry, sorry!"

Just as Mu Qian wanted to use his power to erase his memories in these people's minds, an uncle ran over from the side and hugged Mu Qian's shoulder.

It was Chen Shaoyong who had just passed by.

"I'm a little brother, you're causing trouble! Come on, smoke, everyone is their own people."

Seeing Chen Shaoyong handing cigarettes skillfully and smiling, Mu Qiandai couldn't help but want to complain.

Usually, people with good strength should not be cold and arrogant, and should they be a little bit arrogant?

This uncle doesn't play by the rules at all. Fighting is completely different from normal times.

"Mr. Chen, please wait. I'll ask our team leader for instructions. I'm sorry."

One person said a few words to the walkie-talkie; over there, the beautiful blonde wavy curly woman who was about to board Song Shijing's ambulance, waved her hand to this side.

The two men left and left and let them go; Chen Shaoyong was afraid that Mu Qian would be angry and said anything, so he pushed him directly and walked forward.

Leaving the martial law area near the park, Mu Qian began to slap the soil on his body.

"Sniper God," Chen Shaoyong held a cigarette in his mouth, "I don't know what your name is yet, but I heard someone call you Xiao Qian."

"My surname is Zhen," Mu Qian replied with a chuckling.

Chen Shaoyong habitually handed over a cigarette, and Mu Qian raised his hand to refuse: "No, handing cigarettes to minors, you are committing a crime."

"Hi! Why do men stay outside without smoking?"

"It's just like the factor of those successful people is to smoke," Mu Qian took off his apron, folded it slightly, and put it on his shoulders.

She deliberately 'squirted' on the ground a few times just now, making herself feel a little embarrassed. Song Shijing pushed him down before, and the "taken for granted" scenes she had imagined had made Mu Qian not have to worry about what would be exposed.

In fact, he did not show up at that time, and saved the person quietly and left quietly.

He did do this when dealing with the monster and the trainer. But when he saw Song Shijing lying on the ground, the man walked out of the smoke and dust step by step... Somehow, he showed up.

Mu Qian looked up at the sky. The ink-colored night had just spread out, and the stars were still a little weak.

Strolling with an uncle in the night view of the town... the painting style is a bit strange.

"Are you scared?" Chen Shaoyong suddenly said from the side.

Mu Qian was stunned for a moment, then thought about the reaction he should have, nodded with a mud expression and said "yes".

"Haha," Chen Shaoyong laughed twice, looked at Mu Qian a few times, "It turns out that he is a sniper god, and he can still stay calm at this time."

Chen Shaoyong came over and patted Mu Qian on the shoulder; Mu Qian waved his palm in front of his nose, indicating that he refused to use second-hand smoke. Chen Shaoyong smiled and stayed away from him.

Chen Shaoyong said: "You are very good. I heard from Xiao Song that you saved her. How did you do it?"

"A few boxes of bentoes were smashed over, and the man fell down. At that time, the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, and his body was covered in blood."

Mu Qian said something casually, and he didn't feel it necessary to explain anything.

"You are the first boy I've ever met. He's still so calm after killing someone... Are you really not afraid?"

Should we show the fear of an ordinary boy? Mu Qian thought about it and it was too late to act, and he didn't like to pretend to be crazy and stupid.

Mu Qian has some ways to protect everything about himself and protect his plan to become a new person.

Chen Shaoyong seemed to be innocent and asked: "Are you not curious about Xiao Song's identity? Do you feel like you have seen another world today?"

"I've seen it before, it's okay."

"Have you encountered similar incidents and memories not been erased?" Chen Shaoyong was a little curious. "The reason I brought you out was because I was afraid that you would be erased. No matter how their technology improved, it would damage the human brain. I have seen a person who was erased and turned into dementia. However, remember not to talk nonsense."

Mu Qian smiled and felt a little more affection for Chen Shaoyong. "I know... uncle, are you not those people either?"

"I? I'm a policeman. I've made myself stronger through some methods. It's different from those guys, and I can't compare with those guys." Chen Shaoyong smacked his lips, with a helpless expression. "They are either good at using magic and magic like Xiao Song, or they have power beyond ordinary people like the superhuman heroes in the movie."

While speaking, Chen Shaoyong observed Mu Qian's expression and found that the young man was very calm, he felt a little relieved.

Mu Qian said deliberately: "There are three systems of spiritual power, mutation, and cultivation? No, you should be considered the third category."

"You know very clearly!" Chen Shaoyong laughed, "But it's different. You are not a person in this circle and you can't see it clearly. Only the power beyond common sense, whether it's strong or weak, can be considered an exclusion... Why do you tell you this? Then, forget everything just now."

"In order not to become dementia, I won't say anything... Thank you uncle. I'll go back to work first. I'm tired for a day today..." Mu Qian yawned and turned around the corner, with the snack bar and the Internet cafe in two directions.

"Young man, are you really an ordinary person?"

"Otherwise?" Mu Qian smiled, turned around and walked towards the snack bar, raised his hand and waved it as a farewell.

The street lights shone on his back, and it was indeed no different from the usual high school students. His steps were a little calmer and his waist was straighter.

Chen Shaoyong touched his chin, stood there for a while, looked down, bent down and picked up a stone, and threw it at the boy in front of him.

Bang!

Mu Qian squatted down with his head covered, turned his head suddenly, his eyes fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and was about to curse.

An uncle walked to the distance as if nothing had happened, holding his pocket, whistling, and looking around at the flowers and plants on the roadside...

"Hey!" Mu Qian picked up the stone on the ground. Chen Shaoyong turned his head and started to rush with his head in his arms. This was much faster than when he chased the little dreadlocks...

"This uncle is really childish!" Mu Qian gritted his teeth and cursed.

I actually tried myself with this method! Can I be more taller?

...

When I returned to the snack bar, the busiest dinner time here was already here. Sister Juan, who was called by the moment, was busy inside and outside. Zhu Su, who was a little clumsy, was cleaning up the glass that he accidentally broke...

"I'm back……"

This time I was really weak.

Sister Juan asked with concern: "Xiaoqian, are you okay? You're so rusty on your body."

"Nothing big," Mu Qian smiled a little depressed, covering the bag on his head. "I lost the takeaway and fell... Did the customer withdraw the order? If he didn't withdraw the order, I'll send it again. The loss would be deducted from my salary."

"fine……"

"What's wrong? Is this? I've been robbed?" Zhu Su ran over and took the apron on Mu Qian's shoulder.

"Shut up, don't bother people to eat, it's nothing."

Mu Qian smiled, not telling them that he had just gone to the hero to save the beauty, but said that he accidentally fell down...

"By the way, Sister Qing, that guy may not go back to you tonight." Mu Qian told a kind lie, "She was captured by her family."

Qingtian blinked at him, but he blinked back.

Zhu Su: "What are you doing when you are always there? Can you communicate with normal sound waves? Consider us who are the Muggles on Earth."

Mu Qian smiled and punched Fatty Zhu.

Originally, it was said that Mu Qian would come back to deliver takeout, so Zhu Su went home to play games. However, seeing Mu Qian's somewhat embarrassed look, Zhu Su rarely talked about his loyalty and stayed here until 8:30.

Mu Qian was always a little uneasy. Since Sister Juan and Sister Qing were both here, he left for half an hour and went back to pick up Xiaoling with Zhu Su.

Why are you feeling uneasy...

It's a bit hilarious. How is Song Shijing's clumsy demon-removing master now?

There is nothing else. His identity will not be exposed. At most, he will be noticed. He has decided that he will never interfere with such things again. He will throw the bento hero to save the beauty. It will be enough to do it once.

It's better to get slippers next time.

"Xiao Qian, I feel that it is dangerous for your girlfriend and that uncle to continue like this," Zhu Su was surreptitious on the road, "Didn't it mean that mature men are more popular with girls."

Mu Qian: "Go..."

"You can be more careful. If you add some yellow, you will turn green."

Mu Qian: "I'll go..."

"Really!" Zhu Su glared.

Mu Qian was too lazy to complain, so he kicked him over, and Zhu Suzhe ran away with a smile.

"Haha, just kidding, are you and Sister Song okay? Really, you are still shy when you are so old. Now the atmosphere is so pure... purely promiscuous."

After yawning, Mu Qian said depressedly: "Okay, don't study these things all day long. Go home and play your game well. Don't run out if you have nothing to do these two days, so will your sister."

"What's wrong?"

“Not very peaceful.”

Zhu Su remembered Mu Qian's embarrassing appearance when he came back, as well as his mud and his hairstyle with grass leaves.

Could it be that Xiao Qian was attacked by a lesbian on the road?

Thinking of this, his fat body trembled and decided to go home to dress up tonight and go out for a few walks.

Of course it’s a joke. Zhu Su’s innocence is still very important to see!

I just haven't had the chance to send it out.

After picking up Xiaoling, Mu Qian solemnly thanked Zhu's mother who took them out to play today, but still politely declined the proposal that Zhu's mother would drive them home.

Zhen Family Concubine: If you can avoid trouble others, you will not cause trouble to others.

"Goodbye Xiaoxiu, goodbye Brother Zhu...goodbye Aunt and Uncle."
To be continued...