The First Order

Ren Xiaosu looked at the steam train that was moving away: "Just run away?"

Looking at Wang Congyang's escape, Ren Xiaosu suddenly had no interest in chasing it. First of all, he had to use a steam train to keep up with Wang Congyang in order to catch up, until Wang Congyang was exhausted.

Secondly, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that leaving the other party back to the pot seemed to be an option.Of course, this thought cannot let outsiders know.

Yang Xiaojin glanced at Ren Xiaosu, and then showed up with a black sniper: "Are you going to kill him?"

"No," Ren Xiaosu hurriedly stopped Yang Xiaojin and said, "Look, my question just now made him ashamed of wanting to be a good person. Let's not fight and kill people all day, but serve them with morals."

Yang Xiaojin wondered: "You? Serve people with virtue?"

To be honest, even if Yang Xiaojin beautifies Ren Xiaosu in his heart, it is difficult to associate the other party with the four words of serving people with morality.

However, Yang Xiaojin thought for a while, then drew a dagger from his boots, and engraved a little'de' on the black sniper's stock.

Then he fired a decisive steam train into the distance, and Yang Xiaojin stood straight and steady, as if not affected by recoil.

After more than a second, the bullet hit the train, and Wang Congyang almost spit out blood in the car. Knowing that the steam train is attacked will feedback the host.

But he didn't have time to vomit blood, and it was the right thing to hurry away from this ghost place.

Yang Xiaojin put down the black sniper and said to Ren Xiaosu: "Is this the way to serve people with morals?"

Ren Xiaosu was shocked at once. What is the understanding ability of this girl in her own family? The so-called "serving people by virtue" is to engrave the word "de" on the butt and then hit someone.

This is to serve people with virtue?

The key is that you can really engrave it, this is black sniping!

Ren Xiaosu picked up Yang Xiaojin's black sniper, and saw that the delicate German character was really engraved, just like the black sniper itself had the word'de'.

Ren Xiaosu was silent for a long time: "You said that this is to serve people with virtue, that is..."

He looked at the sky with emotion, and the girl beside him was more hardcore than most of his time...

However, this is why I like each other, right?

...

Barrier 61 is now in order, with closed doors at night and no road left.

Nowadays, not only the barriers but also the market towns are equipped with surveillance cameras.

So when Ren Xiaosu finally returned to market town No. 61, he always felt awkward everywhere. This is no longer the market town he is familiar with.

In front of me there was still a tattered shack, a road full of dirt, but a new surveillance camera was installed above my head.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt a bit ironic. In fact, the Wangs are not short of money at all, and they are located in one of the richest areas in the Central Plains, but they would rather fill the market town with monitoring instead of building more brick and stone houses for the displaced people. There is a family to rely on.

Surveillance cameras with a sense of science and technology appear in the slums, which is really a violation.

Ren Xiaosu took Yang Xiaojin to the market town. He said to Yang Xiaojin: "I lived here when I first came to the Central Plains. At that time, I wanted to find you but I didn’t know where to start, and I didn’t dare to reveal my identity. Then Mr. Storyteller started to contact Anjing Temple. After thinking about using them to search for people after entering Anjing Temple, he slowly discovered that Anjing Temple was not as upright as the legend.

"Well," Yang Xiaojin nodded: "Anjing Temple has been a deserted child since its establishment, but it is just a mob's external disguise. My aunt never seemed to intend to run it seriously, but even then Anjing Temple became the Central Plains. The biggest killer organization in the region."

I have to say that Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin both admire Yang Anjing's ability, but they are not very in favor of what the Anjing Temple and thug master do.

Ren Xiaosu continued: "The front is the tavern. When I'm fine, I will order a bowl of mutton buns, read the book, and listen to my story..."

Yang Xiaojin pouted: "Listen to your own story is the point."

"Ha ha ha ha, isn't it," Ren Xiaosu smiled.

At this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly looked up and found that a surveillance camera on the top of the head seemed to have been changing the angle of view with him. This kind of feeling was like something behind the surveillance, and he was very interested in him.

However, when Ren Xiaosu raised his head, the monitoring idea stopped moving. Ren Xiaosu tried to walk out of the surveillance camera area, and the other party did not follow him again.

"I don't know what this artificial intelligence is," Ren Xiaosu sighed: "It seems that Wang's trust in what he has made, but I always feel that residents in the barriers will not be happier if they are monitored and stared at every day. Well, or... not daring to be happy."

At this time, Ren Xiaosu had taken Yang Xiaojin into the tavern. I only heard that Mr. Shu said: "You don't know, the white mask is famous, but it's just the ability of an extraordinary person. !"

Yang Xiaojin froze for a moment. Is this pub special for Ren Xiaosu? How did he hear about Ren Xiaosu as soon as he entered the pub?

She turned her head and found that Ren Xiaosu had already heard it with relish!

But unexpectedly, Yang Xiaojin suddenly saw a little girl staring at herself, looking at herself and Ren Xiaosu, and her tears were about to fall.

Yang Xiaojin couldn't help but think about the time he and Ren Xiaosu had done. What did Ren Xiaosu do, how did it go for a week, Yingxue Xue, and a little girl came...

Ren Xiaosu did not notice the expression of the little deer girl, Wu Zi said to the buddies in the store: "Two mutton buns, plus 20 yuan meat!"

Ask Yang Xiaojin to eat steamed buns, of course, to be more courageous.

When Mr. Storyteller returned from seeing Ren Xiaosu, he naturally ended the story quickly and proceeded to the next stage of decomposition.

He touched the little face of the little deer next to him and whispered, "How come he almost cried? Didn't he come with the girl last time?"

Although Mr. Storyteller did not want Xiaolu to contact Ren Xiaosu, he also felt distressed when he felt that his granddaughter was sad.

The little deer grumbled: "This time is different, he doesn't like the last woman."

"What about this time?" Mr. Storyteller rejoiced.

"This time he looked at the girl's eyes differently and really liked it," Xiaolu said after he finished his work, he didn't even greet Ren Xiaosu.

Mr. Storyteller secretly made a sin, and slowly walked towards Ren Xiaosu: "Fortunately, you are now back, otherwise you will not see us."

Ren Xiaosu's face changed a lot: "Don't talk nonsense, I think your bones are quite tough."

Mr. Storyteller snorted: "I'm not saying that I'm dying, I live under the eyes of the artificial intelligence of the Rush child in the Wang family, which is too depressed."