One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Wow——

The door of the van opened, and the boss got out first.

The little brother immediately surrounded him, "Boss, what's the matter, so quiet?"

There was no movement in the car at all.

They pricked up their ears and listened for a long time, but they didn't hear anything.

The boss looked normal, "What's the matter with you?"

The little brother smiled and winked, "It's all right, then boss, we..."

The boss took out the cigarette case, took out the last cigarette from it, and put it in his mouth.

The younger brother next to him immediately understood and lit him up.

While swallowing the clouds, the boss leaned against the car door, "What are you guys? What's the matter with you?"

"Boss..." The younger brothers were dumbfounded and pointed into the car.

Isn't it a blessing to share?

It used to be like this.

The boss stopped talking and glanced into the car.

The younger brothers didn't understand what it meant, so they subconsciously followed.

Some images inevitably flashed in my mind, the boss will not be too fierce, will he be killed?

It would be a pity if this died.

However, they saw the little girl sitting in the car neatly dressed, her sitting posture was upright and elegant, her soft hair draped over her shoulders, she was indescribably docile and well-behaved.

It looks like nothing happened.

What did the boss do in there?

It can't be a chat, can it?

Ling Qiong caught sight of one of the younger brothers, "Can you bring me the gasoline?"

The younger brother's expression froze for a moment, and the next second he nodded, "Okay, okay, let's go."

As he said that, the younger brother squeezed people away and walked back.

"Fourth, what are you doing?" Someone called him.

The fourth child didn't seem to hear, and opened the trunk.

"Fourth!"

No matter what they called, the fourth child didn't respond and came back with gasoline.

If stopped by someone, they will forcefully knock them away.

It's like...bewitched.

Someone immediately asked the boss for help: "Boss, is the fourth brother crazy? Stop him!"

"If the little girl wants it, I'll give it to her." The boss smoked a cigarette calmly, "How old is he, and he still cares about the little girl, whether he is worth something."

Several younger brothers shouted in shock: "Boss, that's gasoline!!"

Don't you understand how precious gasoline is now?

Cars without gasoline are scrap iron.

"I know."

"You know you haven't stopped him yet."

"He is helping people, why should he stop it."

"..."

Boss is also crazy?

The backs of several younger brothers felt inexplicably cold, and they all looked at the people in the car.

"You... what did you do to the boss and the fourth child?"

Ling Qiong spread her hands, showing an innocent expression: "It's your boss who found out with conscience and wanted to correct the evil, and couldn't bear to hurt a weak and helpless girl like me."

"..."

fart!

Boss has a fart conscience!

Surely she did something!

But what can she do in such a short time?

It can't be superpowers, can it?

Although it is always written in novels that superpowers will appear after the end of the world, but since the end of the world has been so long, no one has ever heard of superpowers appearing.

"Boss, wake up!!"

"Boss..."

…

Before Jiang Xunchu's rope was worn out, he saw a quarrel over there.

But the distance is far away, Jiang Xunchu can't hear clearly.

Only vaguely heard words like 'crazy' and 'sick'.

What happened?

Some people yelled at the car, and some wanted to grab something in the car, but were stopped by the people next to them.

Then the group split into two factions, and a fight broke out.

In the chaos, Jiang Xunchu saw clean shoes protruding from the car, stepping firmly on the ground, and the hem of the skirt spread out in the air, driven by the airflow brought by the fighters next to him.

Ling Qiong watched the fighters for a few seconds, then walked towards Jiang Xunchu, bent down and loosened the rope that bound him.

"What's wrong with them?" Jiang Xunchu expressed his confusion.

"If you don't like each other, fight."

"..."

dislike; despise?

Who will believe this.

What happened while she was in the car?

"Your gasoline." The fourth child dragged two barrels of gasoline from the fighting side.

Lingqiong said casually, "Put it here."

"OK."

The fourth child discharged the two barrels of gasoline side by side, then went back and joined the fight again.

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

Jiang Xunchu: "???"

…

The group hit and hit, a few people got into the car and drove away, and the rest of them got into another car immediately, and chased them out.

The roar of the car went away and disappeared into the night.

The gas station fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

Jiang Xunchu's wrist was held, he returned to his senses, and looked at the person holding his wrist.

"How did you make it like this?"

Jiang Xunchu's wrist was scratched by a sharp stone, and blood beads were oozing out.

"fine……"

Ling Qiong glared at him: "Why is it all right, my heart aches so much."

"..."

Jiang Xunchu's Adam's apple was rolling, and he wanted to ask you what was hurting you, but he didn't ask in the end.

Ling Qiong took him to disinfect and wipe the medicine, and carefully put on the Band-Aid.

After finishing all this, Lingqiong took his hand to look back and forth, seeming very satisfied with her masterpiece.

but……

I always feel that she is taking advantage of me.

Jiang Xunchu shook off this thought, she shouldn't be... thinking too much.

Jiang Xunchu withdrew his hand, "What happened to you and that person in the car?"

Lingqiong: "Just chat."

Jiang Xunchu: "Chat?"

"That's right." Ling Qiong opened her innocent eyes and asked him back: "Otherwise, what else are you doing?"

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

Can the chat be like that, causing the team to split and fight?

Whether others believe it or not, Jiang Xunchu does not.

But what did she do...

Jiang Xunchu couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help looking at her a little more inquiringly.

Who the hell is she...

…

An Changjing didn't remember how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, he felt that the bridge of his nose was about to break.

pain pain pain...

My mind is still a little dizzy.

What's going on?

The vague memory in An Changjing's mind gradually became clear, and he sat up at once.

The surrounding area was quiet, and the gangsters were not seen.

An Changjing found himself lying in a convenience store.

When he turned his head and saw Jiang Xunchu sitting not far away, An Changjing's eyes lit up: "Brother, why am I here? Where are those people?"

"gone."

"Go... go?"

"Um."

A big question mark slowly appeared on the top of An Changjing's head.

That group of people didn't seem to be good at first glance, how did they leave?

"...Where's your sister?" Could it be that she was taken away? !

"Outside."

An Changjing looked outside. Through the glass door, the little girl was sitting on the ponytail, holding her face in her hands, wondering what she was thinking.

An Changjing: "..."

Are you hallucinating yourself?

Those people didn't show up at all, did they?

Touching his nose that was so painful, the pain told him that it was not a hallucination.

He was really knocked out by someone's punch, and threw him on the street in a way that he was ashamed to throw at his grandma's house.

"What happened before?"

Jiang Xunchu briefly explained the situation at that time, omitting some details.

An Changjing was confused.

Finally, on the premise that Lingqiong's force value is not bad, I made up the whole process by myself.