Even though Li Le always gave Xiaoyu a familiar feeling, and the two sides had a long-distance relationship, it was still impossible for Jiang Xiaoyu to let go of his guard so quickly.

Li Le thought for a moment and said to Xiaoyu, "Forget it, let's eat first."

There was a little sadness under his calm face. Maybe it's the passing of those memories. However, some memories are not so good.

For example, the blessing left by Xiaoyu after his death. Although it is very powerful, Li Le would rather not.

While eating, Jiang Xiaoyu secretly observed this mysterious, powerful cousin who made him feel close to him involuntarily.

During the meal, neither of them spoke. Jiang Xiaoyu was full of doubts, but when he saw Li Le put the dishes in his bowl, he subconsciously put it in his mouth, and then he reacted.

Suddenly, her disguise disappeared.

Li Le and Jiang Xiaoyu looked at each other.

Their eyes seemed to have been separated for many years, and then they were lost in the sunset.

"Find me if you have anything. You can ask me if you have any questions." Li Le took out his mobile phone and wrote down the phone with Jiang Xiaoyu.

Some things cannot be rushed. It may take a long time for Xiaoyu to accept my distant cousin who is no different from a stranger. Alas, being cautious is an advantage, but being too cautious is a bit of a pain in the ass.

Maybe it's time to tell Xiaoyu about his rebirth? Can she believe it?

Li Le returned to the hotel in deep thought.

On the street, Sun Ling and Lin Yin were shopping.

"The trade of weapons is actually restricted. There is basically no situation in the market where bullets and spiritual crystals are used to replace old coins." Sun Ling carried a large bag of individually packaged food and looked at the bustling streets before the end of the world: "It may also be that there are no spiritual crystals. That kind of stuff that would be the equivalent, but it's really, really good here."

Lin Yin, who had tea with milk in her left hand and roasted sausage in her right hand, nodded frantically, her face full of smiles that belonged to civilization.

She was just that ordinary but insatiable happiness.

However, like before the end of the world, there are still many details that are different here. When the People's Federation built a safe zone, high-tech products, heavy industry and light industry guarantees for people's livelihood, and agricultural bases and animal husbandry bases were all available. The reserves of various materials and materials are so large that they can explode. If it weren't for the sea, even an aircraft carrier could be built.

Even so, the safe zone can't be all-encompassing. At least there is no coconut fruit in the milk tea that Lin Yin drinks, and cosmetics such as brand-name lipsticks are mainly found by ruin hunters from the old site of Xijing.

And Li Le walked a few streets and couldn't find a place that sold lollipops - but there was a place that sold coke, and the packaging was different from before the end of the world, with one old coin and one can.

It's still so expensive. Converted to the pre-apocalyptic equivalent of about seven or eight dollars for a can of Coke, it's not worth it. Li Le said that he could barely afford it. In his last life, he was trained by Jiang Xiaoyu, a thrifty housekeeper, for drinking Coke every day.

Thinking of this, Li Le spent money to buy a can and drank it luxuriously.

The cold and slightly irritating liquid slid down the throat, making the hot summer days less annoying.

The sun had completely set—it was almost seven.

There was a sudden scream from the street, followed by gunshots.

Li Le turned his head and saw Song Ling and Mo Yuan running and hiding in the hail of bullets. He covered his face, scolded how good he was at acting, and then hid in the corner to watch the play.

Although Mo Yuan has no mental power or other abilities, his physical fitness is not bad, and he has been protecting Song Ling, pulling her to hide in a corner bunker. Nearby, the bodyguards of the Song family and the negotiating team quickly got out and opened fire with the enemy.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the sky.

A middle-aged man in a police uniform fell from the sky: "Quiet."

This is a level seven master.

Spiritual power and blessings spread, bringing everything around to peace. All the gunmen and bodyguards were locked in place and could not move.

Mo Yuan was still behind Song Ling, as if he wanted to block bullets for her.

The police and the city defense force arrived quickly, and all the guys who dared to shoot in the downtown area were caught and tortured. And take down the bullets that are fixed in the air.

"Take it." The middle-aged man fell to the ground and stopped his ability.

He turned his head to look at Li Le in the corner, a little apprehensive, but saw Li Le take the initiative to take out the certificate and shake it.

Grade eight!

Xiang Luo's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he remembered the news from the assessment center today.

There are many eight-level powerhouses in the city. Xiang Luo's father, the deputy head of the district, Xiang Wucuo, Lu Huaiyuan, the general of the wheel defense, the Supreme Court justice, and those from the Hunter Association and the Chamber of Commerce.

The Hunter Association is a semi-official organization, and the battle assessment is also here. The safe area is not graded like Linhai, only the combat power is an assessment item, and the spiritual power is collectively referred to as the extraordinary by the blessed evolutionary. In a word, all of them add up, including Li Le in the city, there are a total of nine eight-level combat power. Among them, only this one Xiang Luo did not know.

The secret stalking of Li Le has not stopped. The Yang family, the Hunter Association, and the Supreme Court judge are all secretly observing Li Le.

After all, the destructive power of a level 8 is amazing and must be closely guarded. The news has not spread yet, otherwise I don't know how many people came to have a relationship with Li Lepan. Well, he should be a member of the Yang family now.

Just as Xiang Luo was thinking about what it meant for Li Le to appear at the scene of the shootout, Mo Yuan and Song Ling on the ground had all recovered their mobility.

"Song, Miss Song Ling, are you alright?" Mo Yuan helped Song Ling up who had fallen.

"..." Song Ling seemed to be a little stunned. Soon, her eyes on Mo Yuan changed a lot: "I'm fine, just call me Lingling in the future."

Mo Yuan's face was full of joy, and he couldn't see that he had just escaped from the brink of life and death: "Okay, Lingling."

"Then I'll call you... Brother Yuan." Song Ling also smiled.

Li Le covered his face, walked to Xiang Luo and whispered something. Xiang Luo pondered for a moment, then turned his head to stare at Mo Yuan and Song Ling with unkind eyes, "Close the team and bring people back to check carefully. If you don't mind, Mr. Li, I'll invite you to dinner another day."

"Well, it's easy to say." Li Le threw the can into the trash can next to him.

On the other side, Jiang Xiaoyu sat down in front of the two members of the special investigation team: "I don't think I'm suitable to do this, sorry."

The man behind the back: "It doesn't matter, there is not much need for informants to watch this matter now. However, as an extraordinary person of at least level four, you can still put a name on our prosecution. Maybe you will need us when?"

"I don't need an informant now?" Jiang Xiaoyu grasped the point.

"Well, the hallucinogen production den was destroyed, and all the main leaders died, but all the information is there." The man behind the back said: "This case is considered closed, and we can at most check the hallucinogen in the district. within the channel and the umbrella of protection (harmony).”

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