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No one thought that Ding Xiaoyi would show up in the bedroom of the big boss,

By the way, I helped the big boss shave his beard, even though he didn't shave very well.

But it is conceivable that when the big boss woke up and looked at Ding Xiaoyi sitting in front of him, he was shocked.

Ding Xiaoyi is very talkative, and he doesn't have the so-called awe of this kind of big boss in Shanghai.Chasing Wife in Fast Time Travel: Male god, do you want some soup?

He knew that these people were all fake.

At least in this psionic space, they are not real.

Even if it is true, in reality, he has seen a lot of people with financial power in their hands.

Regarding Zhou Guanshi's matter, the two did not mention a word.

Just chatting about having a dog.

In less time than a cup of tea, the steward Zhou's two fingers, together with three thousand oceans, were delivered to him.

Ding Xiaoyi was still very satisfied with this result, he didn't come here to settle accounts with this manager Zhou.

Just to get the cabaret reopened.

It can be regarded as setting things right anyway.

He didn't want to change Xiao Mitao's fate.

I just want to know why that pipa created a psionic creature like Xiao Mitao.

If you just want to tell a story, then I am happy to see the story to the end.

This is probably the only thing that interests me in this era.

Sitting in the large private room of the dance hall now, this steward Zhou is tormenting Ding Xiaoyi like a tiger.

"No, just do what she has to do, don't ask me, don't bother me, get out!"

Listen to the word get out.

Manager Zhou bowed his head and exited the box as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

"The south wind brings coolness, the nightingales sing together,

The flowers under the moon fall into dreams,

Only that evening scent.

exuding fragrance"

The woman in the cheongsam stood on the stage, under the spotlight, she looked extraordinarily bright and moving.

Ding Xiaoyi moved the icing with one hand, and looked at the woman on the stage below.

As soon as the candy was picked, a mouth was opened on the glove, and the candy was rolled into the mouth with a roll of the tongue.

: "More!"

Seemingly aware of the familiar gaze, the woman followed the feeling and looked towards the box on the second floor.

When I saw Ding Xiaoyi sitting on the sofa and looking at her.

The woman panicked and almost sang the wrong lyrics, but when she looked at Ding Xiaoyi for the second time, she found that he had disappeared.

Walking out of the gate of the ballroom, Ding Xiaoyi looked at the night and the crowd.

In a trance, the sound of breathing came.

"Sir, can I buy a box of cigarettes, and I can give you a box of matches!"

Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, turned around, and saw not far ahead, the little girl was holding a cigarette box, standing on the street and doing her best to sell.

He still looked at the girl's feet, and found that the girl was still barefoot.

His eyes changed momentarily, and he walked towards the girl.

"Sir, buy it!"

The girl sensed that someone was walking towards her, and for a moment there was hope in her eyes, but when she raised her head, she saw that it was Ding Xiaoyi.

He suddenly got stuck, as if he still had a little impression of Ding Xiaoyi in front of him, and asked with little expectation: "Sir, do you want to buy cigarettes? I can give you a box of matches."

Facing the girl's gaze, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly thought of the silver dollars in his pocket, feeling a little depressed, suddenly relaxed.

He took out a handful of silver dollars and put them in the cigarette box on the girl's chest.

He casually took a pack of Hardmen: "Sorry, I didn't take the money last time!"

"Too much cocoa!"

A pack of cigarettes cost less than one silver dollar.

Looking at the silver dollars in the box, the girl couldn't believe her eyes, and felt even more afraid.

"It's okay, take it, go back and buy yourself a pair of shoes!"

Ding Xiaoyi said, put away the silver dollar for the girl, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Thank you, sir, sir, for your matches!"

The girl hurried to catch up and handed the match to herself. Looking at the match handed over by her immature hands, Ding Xiaoyi felt a ray of warmth in his heart.

However, just as he reached out to pick it up.

A buzzing sound of "hum" streaked across the sky.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, a huge bang sound came from the street.

Chapter 87: Playing a song, when I wake up

The sudden sound of explosion instantly dyed the whole sky red with flames.

"Buzz...boom boom boom!"

With the huge bang bang, it continued to ring.

"Om~~"

A piercing sound of breaking wind hit from overhead.

Ding Xiaoyi felt a chill in his heart, his powerful psychic energy was instantly stimulated by danger, and under active recovery, he quickly caught the trajectory of the zhà dàn above his head.

Subconsciously, he reached out his hand to grab the little girl, but in the end, when he reached out, he couldn't catch it.

Apparently the little girl had disappeared.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, he rolled sideways and fell to the corner of the wall.

"boom!"

A scorching hot air wave hit behind him.

The gravel, like bullets, hit the wall with a loud noise.

"Boom boom boom!!"

The bào zhà sound became more and more intense.

Not just bào zhà, but also the sound of gunshots.

"war??"

Ding Xiaoyi felt alert, the word war.

He is very strange, because there are not many descriptions about war in history.

The alliance even deliberately sealed the detailed information about the war in the archives of the museum.

Only PhD students in the Department of History can apply for borrowing.

But it belongs to the kind that can be seen but cannot be said.

The reason for this is because the league wants to eliminate racial hatred.

Some war materials are not allowed to be opened to the public, just because the opening will lead to internal stability imbalance.

Just like the Yamato clan, it seems that there are not a few of them in this group.

However, this ethnic group still has the lowest population proportion.

If it was made public, it would be light to be beaten up in the middle of the night.

The biggest problem is that it will lead to hatred among each other within the alliance.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything.

Because my research is mechanical modification, I will come into contact with some military enthusiasts more or less.

He is familiar with it, and has a certain understanding of the military, otherwise he would not know all about the equipment and base vehicles of the trade union.

After a wave of bombing.

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head and slapped the dust off his body, but when he raised his head.

There was devastation in front of my eyes.

Even the big Shanghai song and dance hall behind it was blown open, the luxury was gone, and the building was empty.

There was still dried blood on the ground.

Apparently time has changed again.

And judging from the dark red blood, it has been at least three or four days.

Looking at the world in front of him, it is full of ruins.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but worry about the little girl selling cigarettes in his mind.

As for Xiao Mitao, Ding Xiaoyi was not worried about her.

This is her world, and even in this world, no one can really hurt her except herself.

It is not even an exaggeration to say that in this spiritual space, she is the ultimate master.

It's just that she doesn't have this awareness herself.

This is where she is interested, or in other words, she is just telling a story of her own.

Before Ding Xiaoyi could think about it, there was a sound of orderly footsteps.

"It's a soldier!"

This is not a wild guess, but this kind of uniform footsteps is often a characteristic of the army.

With a tight heart, the figure gradually disappeared into the air.

As the footsteps got closer, a group of soldiers in yellow military uniforms walked past him with guns in hand.

I can't tell what kind of soldiers they are, but they are all

Black hair, yellow skin, but short.

Their military flag looks very strange, a bit like a biscuit.

More like a woman's aunt's towel after use.

Not knowing the combat effectiveness of these soldiers, he did not act rashly.

Instead, he followed the line of soldiers silently, walking towards the depths.

Suddenly, I saw a mess around me.

As he went deeper, Ding Xiaoyi's face became more and more ugly.

Corpse!

Lots and lots of dead bodies.

Some female corpses were stripped naked and hung on the road.

The soldiers passing by just took a look and commented, as if the thing hanging on it looked like a pork.

Not a woman's body.

Ding Xiaoyi recognized that it was the mother tongue of the Yamato clan.

Although I don't know what is going on in this war, but looking at the ugly smiling faces of these people, it seems that there is a flame that is about to explode in the chest.