Rebirth of distinctive young master

Yu Bing's eyes burst out a terrible light, like a wolf about to tear its prey. Bursts of chill made the whole room seem to turn into a cold color.

Originally thought of the system lottery reward in exchange for the tendon wrong bone hand, blood retrograde hand, Baji fist, ghost step in Jinsha out of the place, now.

"You're a good thing to die for!"

This time, for fear that Zheng Jia would be watched in the dark, Yu Bing didn't have a cart. Instead, he said in his heart: Ghost step.

For a moment after meditation, Yu Bing felt like he was tied with a hydrogen balloon, a little detached from the gravity of the earth. Then he came up with the gist of the ghost step in his mind, as if these things were originally in his mind, but were covered with something. Once the "stab" was uncovered, the familiar process was not needed.

If it is that day, people in weixiaohuan District happened to see the building at that time, they might suspect that they met a ghost.

The beauty of ghost shadow step is that it is fast, the pace is smelly, and the trace is hard to find. It also brings a long and weak shadow, which is a bit like Duan Yu's Lingbo micro step in Tianlong Babu.

Along the way, Yu Bing tried to choose the road with less people, but still surprised a lot of people and made more people suspect that there was something wrong with their eyes. He stopped two or three kilometers away from the square and watched the next time at 8:30. Yu Bing decided to have a meal to replenish his physical strength and try to catch them all.

After dinner, he came to the sculpture in the South Street Square at exactly nine o'clock. In the waiting space, Yu Bing frowned and his thoughts began to stir.

From Wei Xiaohuan's artificial respiration, then mischievous injection, to her caring for him, cooking for him, and then to her soul taking over the body, all kinds of entanglements and feelings, Yu Bing has already regarded Wei Xiaohuan as the closest person in the world.

The reason why he can wait for Zheng Jia to come here quietly is that he has no choice but to wait. Second, he thinks that although Zheng Jia is a killer, with his limited understanding of him, Zheng Jia is not a villain, and what he wants to kill should be himself. Wei Xiaohuan is more like a chessman who is not happy with everything. He holds her, and Yu Bing is at his disposal.

The square in front of us is built in the old city. Like all the squares, at the entrance of the square, there is an unknown two person high concrete statue. Because it is a little old and the staff are careless, the statue has some mottling, and some people have written a lot of strange words on it. The activities of the square are mainly the old people, children and young mothers pushing baby carriages, This is probably why Zheng Jia chose to be here.

At this time, a woman who seemed to be about 30 years old, with long hair and moderate figure, was pushing a pram with a sleeping baby. She was about 5 or 6 years old, with short hair and two sheep's horn braids. She passed by in front of the soldiers.

The little girl suddenly blinked her big watery eyes and said to her mother, "is that brother crying?"

Mother turned her head and looked at Yu Bing. She said to the little girl with a kind and gentle face: "my brother is not crying, but thinking."

"Brother, are you thinking?" The little girl didn't believe her mother's words. She looked at Yu Bing without blinking and asked.

"Little sister, brother didn't cry."

Yu Bing was a little embarrassed. Did he really look like crying just now?

"Oh, the kindergarten teacher said that crying children are not good children. Those children in our kindergarten class love crying, but it's hard to coax them. They have a headache."

The little girl put on a speechless look, a face seriously said.

"So, if my brother cries, he is not a good adult, so he can't cry!" The back of the little girl's hand in the back, or a pair of I am very worried about the appearance.

Yu Bing wanted to look in the mirror.

The little girl thought she was crying.

"Brother is not crying, brother is thinking, your mother is right."

Yu Bing quickly killed the chat.

Finally, the little girl followed her mother away with suspicious eyes.

Yu Bing quickly pushed the corner of his mouth to the most standard position with his fingers and fixed it.

Otherwise, it's hard to ensure that a series of people, such as little brother, little sister, little aunt, little uncle and little grandmother, will come to him to discuss with him about the crying of a man in the Chinese New Year.

If you have nothing to do, just chat. Besides, the mother is not ugly and the child is lovely, but not today. Today is such an important time that people can disturb you.

It's about nine twenty.

The little girl just showed up again.

This time I came here.

Yu Binggang wanted to turn to the back of the statue. The little girl's voice rang: "brother, don't go. I'm here to give you something."

The little girl's running is a little out of breath. She should have run a long distance.

Yu Bing looked around and did not find Zheng Jia, so he sat down again.

Smile and ask: "little sister, what do you want to give me?"

The little girl bent down and took a breath.

Slowly pass a note.

Yu Bing's face darkened in an instant, and his eyes quickly took the note.

Standing half a meter away, the little girl was a little frightened by Yu Bing's sudden change. Her mouth was slightly shriveled, as if to cry.

The note was the same as before: "give her something and pick up someone under the Nancheng bridge. We need to be quick. We can't guarantee her safety after we leave."

"Little sister, I'm not afraid. My brother asked you, what kind of person asked you to give this to me just now?" Yu Bing found that he was frightened by this ignorant little guy, and then changed into a smiling face and asked.

The little guy changed his face quickly. Seeing the soldier, he laughed again. He also showed a sweet smile. He said while gesticulating: "an uncle is so tall, so fat, and looks like his brother just now. It's scary."

"Brother, don't scare you. Tell him if there is a scar here."

Yu Bing pointed to the left corner of his eye as he spoke.

"Well, you know my brother, why doesn't he come here and ask my mother to chat with him and let me come here, huh! My uncle is so lazy. "

Yu Bing stood up and looked along the way of the little girl. He saw that at the first intersection of the square, the little girl's mother turned her back to him. It seemed that she was talking to someone. She was just blocked by her mother. She only saw her legs. From the military warehouse, it should be Zheng Jia.

In fact, when Yu Bing saw the little girl handing him the note, he thought of Zheng Jia's plan.

So it seems that he has only one choice, to hand over the things, and to trust him again. Now that he has taken the little girl's mother as a hostage, what can he do.

"Well, you Zheng Jia, you really want to make me angry." Yu Bing is playing like this by Zheng Jia at the moment. He really wants to go to his ancestral grave to dance.

Yu Bing takes out the secret key of Mingjing and Shennong and gives it to the little girl. By the way, he gives her another ten yuan.

He said with a smile: "uncle asked you to pick up things, in fact, in order to make you earn running expenses, you have nearly completed, go to pick them up."