Orange town.
The Evil King, who experienced the joy of setting fire, almost set fire to an entire street by inviting friends and companions. However, no matter how evil a kid is, he will eventually be punished by adults. Amidst the screams of a group of little kids crying for their fathers and mothers, when the remains of burned hundred-dollar bills are flying in the sky and being knocked down by raindrops, Yan Yan Yueming, Wen Renjing and Zhao Shen passed by the recycling bin again and then stole the staff's tricycle.
There are obvious traces of fighting in the recycling bin, but they are not left by Yan Yueming and the others, but new ones. There was still blood on the ground, so Yan Yueming guessed that the senior and Zhongchun had been there.
The staff were not there, either because they had something to do or they were injured and went to the clinic. The tricycle was parked in the corner of the yard, which gave them an advantage.
With a tricycle, it is much easier for them to move around. We returned to the hotel to load a cart full of money and walked around the streets to buy things.
Among the trophies in the store were paper and pens, and Yan Yueming also took one. As he walked, he took note of what kind of character this NPC was and what rules there were. He insisted that for ordinary people like him, a good memory is not as good as a bad writing.
After three hours of unremitting efforts, Xiao Ming, who was in charge of accounting, calculated today's expenses - 5,849,135 yuan.
Back at the hotel, Zhao Shen was as tired as a dead dog. He slumped down on a chair and gurgled water for himself. Others did the same.
The orange-red town is much more dangerous than the quiet neighborhoods. They will inevitably break the rules when walking through the streets, not to mention the townspeople who may go crazy at any time. They didn't dare to relax the whole time, and they always needed to run for their lives, so they were naturally very tired.
The income of Hu Jiajia's group was not as high as that of Yan Yueming and others, at about four million. Including other people's income, so many of them worked all afternoon, and finally spent more than fifteen million.
There is no doubt that this number is still a long way from the target of 60 million.
Who would have thought that spending money would one day become a worry?
Everyone was complaining crazily in their hearts, but they didn't dare to speak out. The noise in the entire hall was kept below 30 decibels, not because of any rules, but because Li Zheng was sitting in the hall.
No one knew when he came back, but he was there when everyone returned to the hotel.
He was sitting on an armchair with his legs crossed. His posture was casual and elegant. Coupled with the black fur collar on his coat, he exuded an aura of nobility.
But such a noble person held a silver crochet hook in his hand, not much longer than his palm. The crochet hook was hooked with orange-red wool. Under the movements of the slender fingers wearing silver rings, a small persimmon gradually took shape.
You only need to look at him and you will be easily attracted by his movements. Orange-red wool wraps around the finger, and the silver ring reflects a low-key and restrained light under the indoor light.
He just sat there in such a relaxed and elegant manner. There was sharp rain outside the hotel and soft lights inside the hotel. The light shone on him. He seemed to be just bored and casually passing the time, but he also seemed to be weaving a work of art. People can't bear it and dare not disturb them.
Qu Gang is as naive as he is. He only has one thought in his mind: Is he so handsome when he is knitting?
Hu Jiajia had many questions in her heart. She did not dare to look directly at Li Zheng. She glanced at him and quickly looked away. I couldn't help but be curious, and took another look - his movements were pleasing to the eye, look at
Looks particularly skilled. So why knit? This seems a little different from knitting. She has seen other people doing this kind of small crafts on the Internet before, but why did she see it here? Is it some unknown rule? Do I want to fight too? Why is everyone silent? Why are those fierce and bad-tempered Jackets not surprised at all when they see this?
She really wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask. Just when she was extremely confused, a small murmur came from her ear, "Senior is so gentle..."
ah? gentle?
Hu Jiajia couldn't help but glance at Li Zheng again, and then turned back to look at the owner of the voice, Yan Yueming. Yan Yueming was looking at Li Zheng with her chin propped up, and found that Hu Jiajia turned back to look at him and blinked.
Wen Renjing finally discovered that junior Xiao Ming had 108 layers of filters for senior Li. Unlike him, who was so calm and wise, he discovered that the senior's sitting position was very good, ensuring that if people outside the hotel wanted to observe inside, they would find him immediately.
This must be a conspiracy against Su Qin!
No, it’s a ploy!
Just let people see you openly here, do some small crafts by the way, and use this posture to provoke the opponent with ease. If Su Qin has the guts, don't be a coward.
Yes, Su Qin seemed to be hiding. He searched everywhere in mid-spring to no avail, and scolded him several times in the street. The gun fired into the sky went "bang bang bang" like fireworks.
Everyone was speculating that Su Qin might have hid in a town citizen's home. But there are so many households in Orange Town, and it is impossible for them to search door to door. It would take too long and the risk would be too high.
Hu Jiajia asked: "Is it possible that he left?"
Zhongchun crossed his arms and said decisively, "It's impossible. With his character, it's impossible for him to leave in despair after suffering such a big loss. Besides, he came back to take revenge."
Wen Renjing: "Who is Su Qin...?"
Yan Yueming was a little surprised. Didn't even the primary school principal know about it? He thought that the person who would come back for revenge must have a good background, at least he would have heard about it.
"He..." Zhongchun deliberately prolonged his tone and looked at Li Zheng. Li Zheng looked over, and she changed the subject and said, "He is just an ordinary murderer, but he just killed a few more people. He has been brought to justice before, but who knew he would come back for revenge."
It was as if he had not said this. Everyone already knew that he was a very vicious person, but no one knew who he had killed or where he came from.
But it was obvious that Li Zheng was unwilling to tell them.
Hu Jiajia, Qu Gang and Zhao Shen all knew enough not to ask any more questions. They just wanted to leave alive, so it didn't matter who Su Qin was or who these people were.
The important thing is that the mayor's warrant was obtained!
With Li Zheng and Zhong Chun teaming up, although there were twists and turns in the process of obtaining the warrant, there was no danger. With the warrant in hand, they were able to check out of the hotel and leave town without worries.
"But we will continue to work hard to spend money and wait for Xiaoyu to leave together!" Hu Jiajia was excited and did not forget to express her position.
"If we leave first, we don't know where we can go. We might die if we go out. Haha, we can hug each other if we go together." Qu Gang scratched his head and solved his worries, and he was in the mood to joke.
Hu Jiajia thinks this is right.
To put it this way, it's a bit heartless.
Zhao Shen liked his character very much. He wanted to talk to an unscrupulous person now, so he put his hand on his shoulder and asked: "Brother, what do you do?"
Qu Gang: "Fitness coach."
Everyone looked at the tendons on his body: It was really no surprise.
Zhao Shen: "Then when I get back, I'll buy lessons from you. Can I get a discount?"
Qu Gang patted his chest, "Of course, we are close friends! You really need to exercise your body, let me tell you..."
The two of them were like half-brothers, and they had a lively chat for a while. Finally, Qu Gang asked loudly: "Brother, do you also feel that this time is particularly dangerous, so you are determined to exercise well?"
Zhao Shen smiled evilly, "No, I exercise so that I can go back and beat my supervisor."
Everyone: This is really unexpected.
At this time, Yan Yueming had already moved to the side of his senior.
Li Zheng was sitting in an armchair, and he was squatting next to his chair, making balls of wool for him. It's not that he doesn't want to sit, but his senior is sitting here like a painting. He can't barge in unexpectedly, and moving the chair makes too much noise. He wants to moisten things into the painting silently, silkily, and smoothly.
For example, first move over quietly, squat next to it, and sort out the thread. Then he looked at the senior and smiled, hey, the senior didn't drive him away.
The invisible tacit understanding gradually flows.
After a while, Yan Yueming sat on the small bench and started talking to each other. He blended in perfectly, as if he was sitting there.
Growing up, my aunt taught Yan Yueming many principles of life and ways of being a human being. She calls this "drawing pictures slowly", and Yan Yueming calls it "taking advantage of every inch". He is a simple and good boy. He didn't use it much before, but now he uses it and finds it very useful.
Thanks aunt.
That night, the rain stopped.
Everything else is business as usual.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the entire orange-red town was steaming like a furnace.
Everyone had changed into light clothes, and luckily the store also sold clothes, otherwise they would have died of heat without clothes to change. Wen Renjing only took two steps outside, and then quickly stepped back, "At least 40 degrees."
All Yan Yueming was thinking was, "First heavy snow, then heavy rain, then exposure to the sun...from extreme cold to extreme heat? Evaporate all the rain and snow that fell before?"
Wen Renjing's eyes brightened slightly, "This idea is very good."
Zhao Shen had fun in his misery, "If I go out today and commit a foul and get targeted, wouldn't the effect be the same as blowing on the air conditioner?"
Only Qu Gang laughed without any psychological burden.
Zhongchun stretched beside him, put on his sunglasses, and said, "The weather is hot and people's hearts are hot. The orange-red town is booming today."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was noise in the distance.
When everyone heard the sound and went away, they saw a wisp of black smoke rising, followed by the sound of shouting and killing. Not surprisingly, the townspeople started fighting again.
Vaguely, Yan Yueming could also see that in the distant sky, the heat was so high that it seemed as if the air was rippling, and there seemed to be some shadow in the cloudless sky.
"That's...what?" he said hesitantly.
Wen Renjing also saw it, not just him, everyone
Everyone saw the vague and blurry picture. Hu Jiajia's mind was spinning quickly, and she suddenly thought, "Is it a mirage?"
Qu Gang: "Don't tell me, they really look alike."
Zhao Shen: "But aren't mirages usually just buildings, oases or something like that? Are they just a few shadows? It's too blurry..."
"No." Zhongchun's tone was solemn, and her face that had been relaxed and contented just now was now serious. She pressed one hand on the handle of the knife at her waist and said, "That's a tree."
Tree?
After hearing what she said, everyone looked at the phantom and thought about it, and then they all reacted. It really looks like a tree. The more you look at it, the more similar it becomes. Those shadows are clearly its branches, and they are becoming more and more obvious.
This tree is so big.
It seems to be able to connect heaven and earth. Everyone was involuntarily attracted to it, and their eyes followed its trunk upwards and upwards. The sunlight became more and more intense, golden, and more dazzling and gorgeous——
"Close your eyes." Li Zheng's voice was like a cold wind, stripping away the heat in an instant.
Yan Yueming felt someone covering his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes became dark and he couldn't see anything. Before his vision was blocked, he vaguely saw the sun hanging on that tree in the sky. Just like a red persimmon.
He blinked and realized that his eyes were a little sore.
But he didn't feel foul at all.
At this time, Zhongchun said again: "That is the magic tree in Hudi."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Renjing was shocked, "Are we in Hu Di?!"
"No." Li Zheng made sure that everyone had closed their eyes and said: "The magic tree does not exist in the first place. It is an inaccessible far end. We just saw it. Everyone returned to the hotel. It is not appropriate to go out today."!
