In the snack bar, Chen Shaoyong held his arms, Mu Qian held his arms... Qingtian looked at it and hugged his slender arms.

Song Shijing sat on a chair with a little nervousness facing these three people.

This situation is a bit scary.

Chen Shaoyong came from an Internet cafe and calculated the time when the snack bar closed, blocking Song Shijing here. Then Mu Qian, who had been waiting for the opportunity, also joined the ranks of serious faces...

Although Sister Qing didn't know what happened, she decided to invade the "enemy army" and help Xiaojing talk at the critical moment.

"Xiao Song!" Chen Shaoyong shouted in pain: "Do you know how dangerous you are now?"

"Uncle, you have a very serious dark circle." Song Shijing sorted out the long hair beside her ears and smiled gently, " Staying up late and smoking is a lot of burden on her body."

"I'm very strong, don't worry about me... Xiao Song, please be more careful! Now is not a joke!" Chen Shaoyong patted the back of his hand, "I don't know how many bad guys who have rekindled their souls are rushing here! You are still here leisurely!"

Song Shijing sighed a long time, stood up on the chair, and looked at the sky with deep eyes.

She said: "The eagles on the grassland can only spread their wings and soar when they leave the eagle's nest. The sheep on the grassland can only be afraid of evil wolves when they grow strong!"

Mu Qian kindly reminded: "Many eagles died when they fell. Even if the lamb survived, they would be fleece or roasted all the lamb in the end."

"Well! Well! What the Sniper God said is very educational!" Chen Shaoyong nodded solemnly.

"Why are you still here, uncle? Are you not afraid of danger?" Song Shijing asked back, and seeing that she could not cover it up, she simply admitted the account.

Would Chen Shaoyong say that he was immersed in the beautiful girl’s game and couldn’t extricate himself and had not had time to go back yet?

The reality is that he had just summoned the guys under his command and was hiding everywhere in the town to see if he could ambush the resurrection of souls.

Just like the action program of Resurrection is revenge, Chen Shaoyong plays the natural enemy of Resurrection. Many Resurrection cadres have been buried under his fists or bullets of justice.

Well, there are many cases of justice bullets.

The uncle advised earnestly: "This is not your little girl playing house. Don't be willful. You were injured the day before yesterday and looked like that..."

"It's okay, I'm very strong!" Song Shijing stretched out her arms and made a move to show off her biceps, "It's not as delicate as you think, uncle."

Qingtian pulled Lamuqian and muttered in a low voice: "Xiaoqian, what are they talking about?"

"Drama, Taiwanese."

"Can I not believe it..." Qingtian asked with laughter and cry.

Mu Qian nodded: "Actually, I don't believe it either. Everyone has their own privacy, and these things are not something that ordinary people can control."

"Sister Qing," Song Shijing looked at her pitifully, "They all drove me away... You have to make the decision for me!"

Qingtian's heart suddenly softened. She smiled and hugged Song Shijing in her arms and comforted her, "It's okay, men are all bad people. Sister Qing will take good care of you, don't pay attention to them."

"Hmph, it's better for Sister Qing."

Seeing that this scene was about to move towards a farce, Chen Shaoyong had no words to say, and the uncle could only lit a cigarette in depression and squatted towards the door.

"Xiao Jing, is your job very dangerous?" Miss Qing asked in a low voice.

"It's what I told you last time," Song Shijing nodded calmly, "I'm very happy to fight to protect others."

Suddenly, Mu Qian said, "Are you protecting people or dragging people into the water?"

"What?" Song Shijing was stunned for a moment and looked at Mu Qian.

Chen Shaoyong also turned his head to look at Mu Qian, with a little confused between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncle and you are an elite who specializes in confronting criminal organizations," Mu Qian glanced at the uncle at the door, and Chen Shaoyong swallowed in surprise.

What kind of virtue is he capable of being praised by Lord Sniper God! Although he is telling the truth.

"And what about you? Song Shijing."

Mu Qian's tone was as plain as ever: "You can control lightning and fight with the man who can use the Dead Eye Ball; you may not see that person's accomplices killed four or five people."

Song Shijing was a little stunned.

Somehow she suddenly became smarter and asked in confusion: "Xiao Qian, how do you know that it is a dead eyeball?"

"I heard that this is not the point. Can you consider this issue from the perspective of an ordinary person?" Mu Qian's tone started out was quite dull, but it became a little heavier afterwards.

He continued to look straight, "Have you ever thought about these things? He just wanted to be a hero here and fight the evil villains to the death. The uncle said that you were targeted by someone, and you still want to bring other ordinary people into the pit? Fight with that re-soul and let more people die? Or, implicate Sister Qing again."

Song Shijing's body trembled slightly, lowered her head, letting her long hair slide off her shoulders, and she stood there with her clenched her fists.

Sister Qing is always a girl with more ordinary attributes. Mu Qian taught Song Shijing a lesson, which made her feel a little nervous...

Sister Qing: "Die, die... is it so serious? Xiaoqian, don't scare us..."

"It's okay, little girl," the uncle quickly ran over from the side and stopped Mu Qian, "He was scaring people, scaring people."

Song Shijing suddenly looked up and shouted to the front: "You don't know anything at all!"

Chen Shaoyong was innocently caught in the gun, his face full of confusion... What do he need to know?

Bypassing Chen Shaoyong's side, Song Shijing lowered her head and walked forward, took two steps and ran up with her mouth covering her mouth.

A few tears fell between the long hair and fell on the ground that had just been dragged...

"Look at this," Chen Shaoyong was a little at a loss, turned his head and stared at Mu Qian as if nothing had happened, and said earnestly: "After all, this is not the fault of Xiao Song, it is the fault of those resurrected souls, which is the fault of the evil villain you said. It is not good for her to say that!"

Qingtian said anxiously: "Xiaoqian, go and chase me!"

"Let her calm down," Mu Qian's gaze retracted from outside the door and looked at the wall. For a few moments, he had the urge to raise his hand and raise his foot...

But he held back and stood here, allowing Song Shijing's figure to run away in the night.

Sister Qing rushed to the door and shouted twice, a little confused about what to do. In the shop, Chen Shaoyong and Mu Qian stared at each other.

"What do I do?" Mu Qian was a little upset, "I'm off work. Sister Qing, I'll take you back."

Chen Shaoyong touched his chin and looked at Mu Qian, with a secret smile on his lips, "Young man, who are you?"

Mu Qian's movement paused, but it was only a moment.

"man."

Leave this somewhat cold answer, Mu Qian called Sister Qing to come back and close the store.

After locking the doors and windows, Mu Qian said he would send Sister Qing home. Sister Qing insisted that Mu Qian go to find Song Shijing. If Mu Qian was not at ease with her, she would ask Chen Shaoyong to send her back, as it was very close anyway.

"Then I'll go back first, beg."

Very decisive, Mu Qian was about to leave while pushing the bicycle.

What to look for? She is a demon-removing master. What can she do in this small town where all ordinary people are?

"Oh, I made an appointment with someone to go and have a black haircut." Chen Shaoyong was very addicted to smoking, so he continued to light a cigarette and shouted behind him: "Their organization has protected the surroundings of the town, and no more vicious incidents will happen!"

Mu Qian, who was riding a bicycle, waved his hand and left without looking back.

When he walked away, Miss Qing asked in a low voice: "Uncle, who is Xiaojing?"

"She's...well..."

Chen Shaoyong carefully considered the words and finally said: "Because some bad guys were taken and then the bad guys were targeted by the special police."

"So that's the case. That's why Xiao Qian is too much. How can he say that girl?" Sister Qing finally "understands" the whole story and held a grudge for the crying party.

"Actually what the sniper god said makes sense," Chen Shaoyong smiled gently: "I just told you who Xiao Song is, so you can tell me too, who is this young man?"

"Xiao Qian?" Qingtian hesitated for a while, and almost blurted out something...

He is just a child.

...

Chase, chase, what to chase!

Mu Qian was a little angry for some reason and rode his bicycle on the road, enjoying the softness of the night wind.

At a road intersection, I tightened my brakes and the bicycle was manually braked.

Mu Qian's lower abdomen flashed faint red light. He closed his eyes and could see further in the darkness. The stars seemed to have become his eyes.

Star Eye Technique, spiritual power, and the small skills that most demon masters can do, can also be used as the Demon King. The power reaches his original peak, and the attributes are no longer clearly distinguished.

Why did she go there again...

Well, I just went over and took a look... I just took a look, I didn't want to apologize, and he said nothing wrong. I took a look and went home, otherwise I would worry my parents again.

The bicycle turned left and went to the park where he fed the pigeons last time.
Chapter completed!