The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

After all, Song Lin and He Lang didn't bring up the issue of supernatural powers.

He Lang just told Shen Gu to think of a way no matter what, so that the people in Qinghe base would not go to the street to watch the excitement on the day of the solar eclipse, let alone stand in dangerous places.It's best to just stay home, lie in bed, and let the time pass.

Shen Gu was at a loss, and wanted to ask He Lang in detail, but He Lang was too busy to explain after the city rescue operation came back.

Anyway, by then, it will almost be a solar eclipse.

Shen Gu was very helpless, but after He Lang's "identity" was exposed by him, he became more unscrupulous, saying "Could it be possible that I will still harm you", and hung up the phone.

Song Lin silently watched all this happen.

He Lang shook his phone triumphantly at him, and was about to speak when Song Lin's phone rang suddenly.Then, it was Shen Gu again: "What will happen on the day of the solar eclipse? He Lang is still mysterious..."

He Lang snatched Song Lin's phone, said "Song Lin is busy too", hung up the phone, and threw it back to Song Lin.

Song Lin picked it up and said, "Hey, this is my phone."

"I know, I'm just helping you get rid of an annoying guy."

The day after the mission, Yu Wenyang and Mo Ruqing were arranged to live in the small building of He Lang and others, so as to familiarize themselves with the team they were about to join in advance.These two people are not hypocritical, just put a bunk in a room and it's over, and they even offered to help clean the house.Qi Ye and Xia Hong thought they were super rookies who had just trained for a short time, so they didn't make things difficult for them, and they didn't ask them to learn from each other, thinking that they should take care of them more during tasks.

He Lang thought to himself, when you go out on a mission, you will know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

The night before the mission, Yan Shaojun came back and had a meal with everyone. At the table, Xia Hong complained that it felt like a breakup meal, and He Lang slapped her on the head.After the meal, Yan Shaojun took out the "secret weapon" he made in time, and Xia Hong said that it was more like going to die.

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory." Yan Shaojun glanced at her coldly, and said, "The effective range of these five remote-controlled bombs is a radius of five meters. The range is small and the power is great. Let's see if they can help you solve that kind of tall infection. whoever."

He pushed the thing in front of He Lang: "Of course, I hope you don't meet that monster face to face."

Xia Hong said: "This is more like a flag... um."

Qi Ye covered Xia Hong's mouth: "No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

"You still did this, is this going back to your old business?" He Lang put away his things and smiled, "Then you have to be careful, the system of the base requires more effort from you, be careful what the old man says about you" Not doing business'."

Yan Shaojun pushed his glasses: "If you really blow up an infected person like that, maybe the old man will transfer me directly to the blasting department."

Qi Ye said unhappily: "You should stop being a crow's mouth a few times."

And "blow up an infected person of that kind", if it happens, it's another matter whether you can run or not, if you don't make sure to detonate the bomb just to prevent yourself from being tortured by that monster, it's over.

Several people were talking when there was a knock on the door.Xia Hong ran to open the door, and the person standing at the door was actually Zheng Beishan, and his niece An An, who had no real relationship with him.

"Tomorrow we will go to the rescue together. After An An heard about it, she insisted on giving you a gift." Zheng Beishan smiled, "No, why not bring her here now."

Xia Hong is also a playwright, she clearly saw An An holding a folded paper in her hand, she insisted on pretending to be curious, and asked, "An An, what gift did you prepare for us?"

An An walked to the living room, at the table where everyone was eating, raised the piece of paper in her hand, and bravely said, "I drew a picture for you."

She unfolded it as she talked, and saw that it was a few small people drawn with colored crayons, the lines were very immature, but the features were obvious.The woman with short hair over the ears is Xia Hong, the tallest and strongest is Qi Ye, the one wearing a black hoodie is Song Lin, Lin Xiaoyong has freckles on his face, and Bai Xiaoning with long hair and shawl is holding an orange. That man is He Lang.

Xia Hong took it over and looked at it carefully, and said pleasantly, "Oh, the painting is really good!"

An An counted the people at the dinner table, a little nervous: "It seems that there are few people..."

Those who were missing were Yan Shaojun, Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang who were not there last time. Of course, they didn't care much about it.But Yan Shaojun glanced over expressionlessly, and the little girl thought he was going to be angry.

"It's okay, you can make it up next time you come to play." Xia Hong held up the painting by the wall of the living room to express comfort, "May I put this painting here? It will be our family portrait."

The little girl was a little shy, but she still walked over and pasted the painting on the wall with Xia Hong.

The painting looked far removed from the macho style of the room, but no one would object.Xia Hong took An An to take a photo with the painting on the wall, and then dragged Yan Shaojun, Mo Ruqing, and Yu Wenyang to take a photo with the painting, and filled in the gaps in the painting first.

Mo Ruqing and Yu Wenyang were at her mercy, and even chatted with An An.Yan Shaojun felt that Xia Hong had nothing to do, but he still took the photo.

After taking the photo, Xia Hong passed on An An's photo to Zheng Beishan. Zheng Beishan didn't hold back, and asked, "Are you... still using the medicine for removing scars?"

Xia Hong rolled her eyes: "If you mention this kind of old sesame seeds and rotten millet again, get the hell out of here."

"Okay, I won't say anything." Zheng Beishan paused, "I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free in the future... nothing else, just thank you for your help, whether it's successful or not, I really appreciate it .”

"I'm helping An'an, not helping you." Xia Hong replied, "And in this world, if you have time and supplies to treat us to dinner, it's better to take care of yourself. I don't care how long you want to keep her, there will always be something for you." Spending money... oh no, it's points now, there is always a place to spend points, don't mess around with those fake things."

"...Actually, it's just to have a light meal together, and it's not something to do with a lot of fanfare." Zheng Beishan confirmed that the photo was uploaded, and put down his phone, "I can't keep looking after her, wait for her to stabilize, if she still can't find her relatives, Always send her to an asylum."

"The detention center also takes care of the children seriously, so you don't need to look worried." Xia Hong also put away her phone, "Okay, we have to leave early tomorrow morning, so don't take a little girl with you who is in poor health Running around, hurry back and rest, don't be annoying here."

Zheng Beishan knew that she was the temper brought out by He Lang, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and smiled: "Well, I will send An An to the house of the person who helps to take care of her later, so that she will not be surrounded by a bunch of people in the room early in the morning. He was woken up by the sound of the man getting ready to go."

"Hey, if I didn't know everything about you, I wouldn't let you be a big man with a little girl, even if she trusts you." Xia Hong waved her hand, "Hurry up, I'll be annoying when I see you, next time An An Just send it here to play, and don't come in."

Zheng Beishan turned his head and said a few words to He Lang, emphatically mentioning the matter of finding the warehouse again. He Lang's winning streak was guaranteed, so Zheng Beishan took the little girl to leave.

Although it was only past nine o'clock, in order to recharge their batteries, the team members in the room dispersed and prepared to rest.Yan Shaojun and Lin Xiaoyong didn't need to go on missions, so Yan Shaojun grabbed Lin Xiaoyong and entered the room, asking the agency expert to help him research things.

Song Lin also belongs to the "left-behind family members", so no one cares about where he goes, and he just wanders around the house.He lifted his feet, went up to the second floor, and entered Xia Hong's room before she locked the door.

As soon as Xia Hong turned her head, she said cheerfully, "Oh, my Linlin, are you going to attack my aunt at night?"

She was full of ethical stalks, Song Lin didn't care at all, and asked directly: "Are you injured? Will it affect the battle? Do you want me to take a look?"

It turned out that he had heard Xia Hong and Zheng Beishan's chat, and He Lang's chat with Zheng Beishan. To sum it up, it seemed that Xia Hong had an old injury on her body, and Zheng Beishan was always worried.

Xia Hong laughed and said: "It's nothing, it's just Zheng Beishan's mother-in-law, what are you worrying about?"

Song Lin raised his chin: "Let me see."

Xia Hongle said: "It's really unnecessary... Hey, my sister's injury is on the back. If you insist on watching it, I will suspect that you want to watch something else."

Song Lin was silent for two seconds, and finally said: "It's up to you."

Xia Hong leaned over and pinched his face: "You still care about me on purpose, why are you so cute! Your drooping eyes are like a puppy staring at me, so cute!"

She said "cute" twice, which shows that she really thinks it is cute.Song Lin patted her troubled hands away, turned his head out of her room, and returned to his own room.

Song Lin's own room was not empty either.

He Lang sat on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair, facing the direction of the door.As soon as Song Lin entered, he stared at Song Lin and pointed to the table: "Are you back? Explain this."

Song Lin glanced at the table, where a familiar pistol was lying there, and casually replied, "Explain what?"

Seeing his indifferent appearance, He Lang got angry, grabbed the gun, pulled out the magazine, took out a bullet and held it up in front of him to show: "One."

He stood the bullet on the table and took the second one: "Two."

Put the second bullet next to the first one and stand it on the table.

Counting three, four, five, six like this, when it reached nine, He Lang said, "This is the ninth bullet", then put the bullets on the table, and touched the magazine again, but it was already empty.

"I kept this gun at home, locked in my drawer, and never took it out. There should be ten bullets in this magazine." He Lang put the empty magazine on the table and stared at Song Lin again. , "Can you tell me where the tenth bullet went?"

Song Lin was silent for two seconds, then said calmly, "It's on the floor of Qi Feifei's apartment."

"Should I praise you for being so bold, huh? No wonder you were so proficient in touching the gun from me before!" He Lang's voice became severe, "Stealing my gun, you actually fired it. Are you Didn’t you think I wouldn’t find out if you put it back, huh?! You dared to pull the trigger without touching it before, are you courting death?!”

"I haven't touched it, it doesn't mean I don't know how to do it." Song Lin replied indifferently, "It was my fault to take your things without authorization. I'm sorry, I will let you know first."

"Is this a fucking problem of moving my things without authorization!" He Lang stood up and strode towards Song Lin. Are you going to single out the 'Tyrant' this time?! Do you have a sense of safety?"

The man originally wanted to hold Song Lin's clothes to scold him, but Song Lin stepped back and shook his hand away: "My ability may not be very good, but self-protection is enough, you don't need it Staring at me like a kindergarten teacher."

He Lang became even angrier: "You still think you're pretty capable, don't you?"

"You want to have a fight with me too?" Song Lin stood at the same spot and raised the corner of his mouth abruptly, "Yes, come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Lang suddenly felt as if something connected to his body was broken, and his mind was at a loss: "What did you do?"

Song Lin smiled: "It's nothing, temporarily cut off your instinctive perception of me, so that you can only 'see' me like an 'ordinary person'."

He Lang was taken off topic by him: "This room is so big, can I still go blind?"

"You can try it." Song Lin said, putting on the hoodie of the sweater.

In the next second, his sense of existence suddenly weakened in the man's perception. He Lang Mingming was still looking at him, but it became difficult to focus on him.

It's like something in everyday life, it's right under your nose, but you can't find it no matter what.

[The author has something to say: There are so many important things in this chapter. As a person who knows the plot behind it, I have mixed feelings when I write it...Recommendation and monthly pass~]