Love Code at the End of the World

We invite them to eat cake.

As a result, both the fat man and the old man cried, and they wept with cake, tears in their nose, and they kept eating. Suddenly, I didn't want to eat any more.

“Death is also sweet...” the old man said, touching his tears.

Herae twisted his eyebrows slightly and patted him on the shoulder: "Grandpa, it's not that bad. ”

“Yeah, not so bad, huh...” we said awkwardly, too.

Grandpa wiped tears and smiled at us: "Thank you for letting the old man eat so good in my lifetime, go play, I'll show you the shop. ”

Harry and Lexius looked at each other in the wrong direction, and Hurley saw their fears and looked at them seriously: “Please trust us. ”

Harry looked at Asna, and Asna glanced for a moment and looked up at Herrer and said, “What we trust is Lovin. ”

Herrer weighed Asina, and he seemed to have seen Asna as our leader.

Finally, Grandpa helped us look at the shop.

Harry turned out, and the corner of his mouth was up, and I immediately called him, “Where are you going?” People are gradually getting around us, and people are covering their faces again.

He looked back at us like he was going to play alone.

“So many of us, Fatty and his boss, are not enough.” I point to Hurley and Fatty.

Harriet's lips smiled, pointing to her heart: “I'm going to get a tattoo, I can't take you all. ”

“Tattoo?! I'm going too!" Gun sisters came along as soon as they heard, keeping up with Harry.

Harry smiled at her and said, "Okay, then come with me. Brother, the others are asking for you.” Harry patted Herry's arm.

Herrer nodded.

Harry easily took the gun sister with him and turned away, his hands crossed behind his head for extra comfort, as if he could finally throw all of us away to Herr and Fatty, who could play at leisure alone.

By the way, there's another boy: Lexius...

Hurley and Fatty split the labor, Fatty brought Cherry, Tealeaf and Shecky.

Herrer, take me, Asina and Lexius.

Yesterday we were just familiar with Blue Shield City and had time to wander around in the future, and yesterday Harry took so many of us with him that it was not easy to take care of everyone, so yesterday we were walking around.

Today, you can go see what you have in mind.

In many shops in Blue Shield City, there is only one item, colder than our flea market. But it's always the end, and you can't expect it to be as luminous as a compulsory small commodity market.

Even so, Asina and Laheus had a great time.

They looked through the shop one by one, and Asina saw a fan made entirely of feathers. It was exquisite and beautiful. I didn't know which relic it came from. The fan also had a beautiful bead chain.

Such a fan would be expensive if it were to flourish, because the beads on it are like tourmalines, but in the end, only half a bag of rice or something.

But Asina kept her voice shut, threw the fan aside and started looking at something else.

On the other side, Lexius was excitedly holding a strange metal tubular object, and he rarely touched it and touched it, and I looked at him, wondering, and Herrero's face fell down to my ear: “He knows the stuff. That's a spotlight tube. What does he do?” Herrett was curious about Lexius, who was watching Lexius scrutinizing the tubes.

I turned to him and whispered, “He's a scientist. ”

Hervé Verru was astonished: "What city exactly do you live in? Not many scientists except Silver Moon City. ”

I laughed proudly: "You'll be surprised if you come to my house for a chance.” If you see those fighters that Lexius built.

Herae's eyes sparkled, bringing out a scorching heat: “Sure! I'd love to see your city.” Go ahead, he looks at Lexius again, as if he would rather see what Lexius is capable of.

“How much?” Lexius asked the shoppers.

People in the store were wearing masks, and their eyes were sharp: "What do you have? ”

“He saw that Lexius wanted that thing.” Hurley said softly, "Your friend is not good at business, I'll help him. ”

“Thanks. ”

Herrett went up to Laheus and started bargaining for him.

At this point, two people rushed in from the crowd, they didn't have masks, they didn't seem to care about masks, they were in a hurry, and they panicked.

A shapely, gray-black hair cluttered behind his head.

The other one was covering his mouth, like he was going to vomit at any moment, and his mumps were strange, like hamsters filled with food and swelling.

They run by us, but they smell like perfume for a girl.

I looked at them in confusion, and they had the same clothes as the people around them, old and dirty, and their hair was dirty and messy. How could such people smell perfume?

A lot of my dad's comrades went into the public security system, so I learned to watch people.

It's also one of my dad's training programs.

Dad always said when you meet a suspicious person, you have to learn to judge first. When he pulls the knife, it's too late.

So these two panicked people naturally caught my attention, and I could say that I almost instinctively noticed them. Especially with perfume that doesn't fit in with them.

And from the look on their faces, I can read the word thief. And they should have stolen something very valuable.

I immediately drank: "Stop! ”

I drank so loud that the two men stopped immediately, and they were truly heartless.

I didn't name anyone. How did they know I was telling them to stop? So, that's enough to prove that they did something bad.

The surrounding people began to look here, as if they didn't want to get back on either side, giving us time to get out of the field.

Asina looked at me in confusion.

Lexius was still immersed in that tube, and once he was focused, he wouldn't notice whether it was a falling apart or not.

Herrer looked at me as she stood and looked deeper.

The two people in front of me turned around slowly, and Herrer walked over to me at the same time and whispered: "Mind your own business. ”

I glanced at him slightly and twisted my eyebrows slightly. I should probably listen to him. It's safer in this world to ignore business, and Harry ordered me to do the same.

The two people in front of me looked at me in vain: "You, what's wrong with you? ”

When I heard them ask, I immediately looked down at the man with the drums of the mumps: "What's in your mouth?!” Shit, I still can't help it, it's like a question of instinct when a cop sees a thief, and when I ask that, I know I can't ignore it anymore.

With all these cops and SWAT uncles, you don't know the unlimited human potential? Almost nowhere can you hide something, like this weak explosion with your mouth.