The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

The little girl jumped off the sofa to plug in the game console.

Tang Luo didn't attack himself, making Jiang Li a little bit happy. As expected, he loved himself more than a set of 40,000 to 50,000 home theaters.

but……

He seems to really have the intention of Lolicon.

Could it be the sequelae left by time retrospective that caused his orientation to be deflected to a certain extent?

This is something that needs to be collected and researched to understand. It is estimated that there will be no results in the short term. The little girl thought, and opened a game casually in her hand, figuring out when to send Bai Qianqian to explore this matter first.

...

night.

road.

A blond man was standing on the side of the road smoking a cigarette, behind him was a towering office building.

It is now past nine o'clock, and many floors are still lit, and through the glass, one can see the tired souls who have yet to get off work.

A lot of cigarette butts were thrown on the ground around the man. It seems that he has been waiting here for a long time. He looks like he is in his thirties. There are fine traces of stubble cleaning on his chin. The facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and he has a unique western style. Temperament, like an elegant and melancholic old gentleman.

His real name is Ulysses Whitehead M. Gary, an American who grew up in Eagle Country.

His current name is Wang Nezha.

Just as Chinese people like to use Appie, Kitty and other cute names when they choose foreign names, they are actually strange and outrageous in the eyes of foreigners. Gary likes Chinese culture, so he gave himself a king. Ah, the meaning is that you can get a new life like Nezha in this country.

According to the plan, he will come to China as a tourist. The background is probably that he lost his way forward because of a mistake in middle-aged unemployment and lost his way. Amidst impatience and confusion about the future, he came with the only savings left in his hand. In this magical country, look for motivation and inspiration to continue working hard.

Zhao is 37 years old this year.

Passed the best age for fighting.

So we should have a deep understanding of the midlife crisis.

There is no better way to bring two people closer together than this empathy.

The two of them met like in the script and achieved a strong cross-over friendship, just like he saw between good friends of Huaxia from a TV series, went to the teahouse to listen to the play on weekends, and when he was performing a task, the old man Zhao was stomped by the devil’s sniper. He ran away with his back in the blast and hid him in a straw pile. Old Zhao said, "Please help me take care of my three-year-old son. I can’t let go. It's him, and, this is a secret document to be handed over to the Eighth Route Army soldiers", telling him "Don't be stupid, Li Cuihua is still waiting for you to go home alive, the commander said you are not allowed to die"...

It's a standard Chinese friendship.

They go all the way.

As he experienced all the events of birth and death, Zhao trusted him more and more.

Until the last moment, he confessed his identity as an undercover agent. From the closest comrade-in-arms to the villain BOSS, it was undoubtedly the perfect script.

At that time, Wang Nezha prepared for a long time. He proposed a draft of this plan at the Third Gene's combat meeting. It was immediately promoted by everyone, even the leaders of Third Gene personally praised him, and poured him a lot of training resources.

but……

In fact, it doesn't seem to be the same at all!

The social animal club is very busy.

He guessed this.

What he didn't expect was that it was dark, and Huaxia's social animals didn't even get off work at this point.

It is written on the work sign at the door, you are working from 9 to 5, and it is now past 9 o'clock, and the subway will be gone in a while, don't you get off work!

Don't working people need to eat and sleep!

Wang Nezha was very sad.

Silently squatted under the street lamp and lit another cigarette.

In this situation, it seemed that the White Grim Reaper would not be able to get off work for a while, so he moved his focus away from here, so he could look at the surrounding streets with ease.

It is located in the suburbs and the economy is not as prosperous as the downtown area. The twelve-story office building seems to be the tallest building nearby. It is surrounded by five or six-story residential buildings. The opposite is a community. This point, the big tree at the door Hanging incandescent lamps, surrounded by a group of old men spending time in the shade.

The old men sat together, seeming to be playing chess.

Wang Nezha walked over.

Watch them fight to death.

"You should take this step. When the car comes here to suppress his cannon, the horse will be transferred from the upper half in a while. Isn't this done?"

"You fart, the horse turned over to whoever looked at the opposite side. The biphasic is now stuck. When they move, that advantage will be gone. The opposite side has two cars and one shot. It’s really not afraid to slow down. you."

"Listen to me, adjust the train, this is a sure win, and the eggplants cooked by my home are almost ripe."

"Press the gun, what are you doing with this stinky chess basket? Don't you know that old man Sun's stinky chess. You could lose the last good start. You can't change all his little pawns with cars."

"..."

The arguments of the old men turned a deaf ear.

Wang Nezha condensed his eyebrows in contemplation, watching them play next to him, thinking about this kind of unseen chess game, and did not notice that the old Zhao behind him came out of the building and drove home silently with his briefcase.

Chapter 119

After dinner, Tang Luo was soaked and soaked by Jiang Li to play games with her for a while, and it was time to go to bed.

The little girl leaned on the sofa, her crimson eyes half-closed and half-closed, her head bit by bit, obviously she couldn't hold on any longer.

Jiang Li was not old enough to be accustomed to cultivating immortals, and became sleepy after ten o'clock. This is a child's instinct that is difficult to violate.

Tang Luo sighed and went back to tidy up the bed that was messed up by Jiang Li, hugged her to wash, and told the little girl who was dying to sleep about how a bear and a bunny wipe their buttocks. This was how she finally coaxed her. After she stopped, she shrank softly into a small ball and stayed in her arms, without a voice.

The sleeping Jiang Li and the awake Jiang Li are two creatures.

Without that bad temper, the rest is just a pretty and cute little girl.

The little girl’s eyebrows are shallow and soft, and her long eyelashes are intertwined. With her well-proportioned breathing, her facial features are exquisite and small. Every place is overflowing with irresistible delicacy. Lying on Tang Luo, with his small head resting on his chest, the long silver hair spread out like a fan.

Don't dare to move too much for fear of waking up the sleeping princess.

Tang Luo raised his hand and sucked his mobile phone from the nightstand. He probably scanned the news that was too late to read, thought about it, and then sent a smile to the "Nan Xin Nan Xin" who was particularly concerned by him.

Today I read Wei Yuwen to write a review.

It reminded him of something that he almost forgot.

When Qin Ruo first transferred, they made a bet that Zhou Nanxin hadn't honored the kiss they won at the time.