mother of beasts

And at the moment when the disc-shaped object landed, the square-shaped object in the man's hand seemed to emit a burst of soft light, and then a transparent light formed a semicircle, completely covering and blocking the two people and one beast. All the movements of the outside world.

Li Jia and the man still squatted down, closed their eyes and covered their ears, while the little monster stared at the instantly destroyed area with its red beast eyes wide open.

At this moment, it clearly realized the gap between itself and humans.

Human beings are fragile, everyone knows that.

But human beings have creative minds, and they use their wisdom to create some weapons that can protect themselves, so as to obtain the greatest degree of destructive ability.

But it doesn't have any assistance, only a physical body that is slightly stronger than human beings.

The explosion lasted for a long time, and the little monster just opened its eyes wide and witnessed the whole process motionlessly through a transparent protective cover.

After an unknown amount of time, the cuboid-shaped object in the man's hand made a crisp warning sound.

The man who kept squatting moved his body, stood up from the ground, glanced at the things in his hand, and then threw the waste that had lost its protective effect at will.

Shaking the dust off his body, he took off his coat with a look of disgust, revealing a black shirt inside, and shouted to Li Jia, who still had his eyes closed: "Hey, it's safe."

Hearing this, Li Jia slightly opened his eyes and stood up from the ground, but the scene before his eyes made him stare straight.

The dense gunpowder slowly dissipated, and the surrounding environment clearly appeared in the retina.

Ruins, messy ruins.

The original tall buildings have disappeared, and they seem to be in a desolate uncivilized area. Except for them, all living things have disappeared, and there is even a huge hole that exploded on the ground not far away!

If it weren't for the scattered human skin and blood bones nearby, Li Jia would really think that everything he experienced just now was a dream.

"Well--"

The little monster crawled out of Li Jia's arms, scratched his neck with its fleshy claws, and looked up at him.

Thinking that the little thing was frightened, Li Jia stretched out his hand to touch its head, then turned to look at the man: "Who the hell are you?"

The man threw the coat he took off in his hands aside, straightened his messy hair, and turned his head when he heard his question: "Young Master Ben is naturally Young Master Ben."

"..."

Li Jia fully understood that the man in front of him was a hooligan wearing an aristocratic skin.

"So, what about this box? Why is it in your hand?"

Li Jia half-raised the box that he had just snatched back in the chaos, and pressed the little monster that seemed to want to come out of his arms with the other hand, looking at the man expressionlessly.

The man raised his eyebrows, and looked at Li Jia with a playful look:

"Boy, maybe you should take a good look at the box in your hand before talking to Master Ben."

Li Jia was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately lowered his head to look at the box in his hand.

Touch, pattern...

wrong!

Li Jia's face sank instantly, this is not his box.

Although the box is a box, it is completely sealed, with simple and gorgeous patterns inlaid on it, and there is no gap that can be opened at all.

He once thought of splitting the box open with a knife to take out the contents, but he found that the box was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, not only was it invulnerable to swords and guns, but even fire was invulnerable.

But the one in my hand, although the touch feels similar, but if you touch it carefully, you can find that there is a tiny gap in the pattern with simple lines.

"... Where's my box?"

Li Jia squeezed the box tightly and raised his head to ask the man. The young man's bright eyes were fixed on the man without moving away.

The man got a little hairy from Li Jia's gaze, touched his nose and curled his lips: "How does this young master know, anyway, there is only one box."

"you--"

Li Jia's face turned red all of a sudden, and he threw the counterfeit box at the handsome face of the man!

The man didn't expect Li Jia to be so angry. Seeing the box flying towards his face, he quickly hid aside.

Although small in size, the box with solid weight fell steadily into the big pit blown out behind the man, rolled a few steps and stopped.

"Tsk tsk, you are really ruthless. How can I say that this young master saved you just now, so you just repay me like this?"

The man's image couldn't be maintained any longer, and he couldn't help but complain when he looked at the extremely irritable boy in front of him.

Li Jia glanced at him coldly, picked up the little monster and walked back.

"Hey!"

A man's voice came from behind, and Li Jia continued to walk forward without looking back, completely ignoring the existence of the man behind him.

"……stop!"

Seeing that Li Jia didn't pay attention to him at all, the man ran up quickly and grabbed his arm.

Just when the man's hand was about to touch his shoulder, the little monster suddenly poked its head out, and its small white teeth bared towards the man, with a hint of threat.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, he quickly withdrew his hand, and then yelled at the back of Li Jia walking away: "You don't want your bag anymore!"

The steps under his feet faltered, and after listening to the man's words, Li Jia remembered that he had just handed the backpack to the man.

Turning around and walking back, Li Jia looked up at the man, grabbed his bag from his hand, turned and left again.

Seemingly unsuccessful, the man grabbed the strap of the backpack with one hand.

Li Jia turned around with a cold face, raised his head to meet the man's gaze, and did not speak.

The two humans just looked at each other, as if they were having a contest of eyesight.

"boom--"

After a while, a small gun hole suddenly popped out at the man's feet.

The man was startled by the sudden explosion sound next to him. He lowered his head and saw Li Jia pulled out an air gun from his bag at some point, and fired a shot at the place where he was standing. Some of the bullets came out, and many landed on his clean, pure black shoes.

Taking advantage of the moment when the man was stunned, Li Jia snatched the bag from the man's hand, then strode away with the little thing in his arms, and never paid attention to the man behind him again.

"Hey--"

The man shouted from behind again, Li Jia's eyes turned cold, and his steps quickened.

"Boy, remember, my name is Yingcun..."

Li Jia stopped walking, and then continued to move forward.

Eagle cunning?I don't see where this person has the toughness of an eagle, but the cunning is very appropriate.

The boy's figure gradually disappeared into the ruins, while the man named Yingcun stood there, staring at the boy's leaving back without saying a word.

Then, the man pulled out a box from his cuff, the metal box still reflected the sun's brilliance even in the dust-covered ruins.

Upon closer inspection, the appearance of this box was not much different from the one that had been discarded in the hole. The only difference was that the perimeter of this box was completely sealed, and there was no gap that could be opened.

The man caressed the surface of the box, with an imperceptible tenderness in his eyes: "Xiaojia..."

The deep words with some reminiscence color float in the air, very light, very light.

Li Jia, who was walking on the road, suddenly felt a pain in his head, but the pain only lasted for a second before giving up.

He paused and turned his head to look behind him. In the smoky ruins, the figure of the man was barely visible.

Not knowing where the tingling feeling came from just now, Li Jia shook his head, pinched the body of the little monster in his arms, and strode away towards the direction of the sun.

Although the box was still not found, but after all, he walked out of the chaotic stone forest and got the package back. Looking at it this way, it is not a bad loss.

The little monster looked up at his face, then lowered its head and licked its paws. In its crimson eyes, the light that belonged to beasts shone brightly.