Xiao Jing smiled with a bowed head, with stars in her eyes, shining brightly.

Shen Shengfeng held her hand, and had never been afraid of the hot sun, walking side by side in the yard.

Xiao Jing asked, "Captain, let's go like this. Will Xiaobao wake up and cry again?"

Shen Shengfeng shook his head. "He is a brave child and won't cry for long."

Xiao Jing thought for a while and thought he was right. "What if he gets angry and ignites the family?"

Shen Shengfeng shook his head again. "The fire protection measures at home are very good. Don't worry if they burn, they will extinguish the fire as soon as possible."

Xiao Jing frowned. "Xiao Bao doesn't seem to be able to control his ability now. Will he be the same when he grows up in the future?"

"Then it's just a fight." Shen Sheng said.

"But who of us can beat him?" Xiao Jing asked again.

Shen Shengfeng stopped, he thought about it, leaned against Xiao Jing's ear, and said, "Will we have another one?"

"Ahem." Xiao Jing flushed slightly. "Captain, I'm telling you the truth."

"Isn't my answer serious enough?" Shen Shengfeng embraced her shoulder with one hand. "If our fourth child is still like this, they can restrain each other."

Xiao Jing thought for a while, covered her mouth and smiled, "What if this is not the case for the child? Or if it is really the case, are you sure they restrained each other instead of blowing up the entire Shen family together?"

Shen Shengfeng opened the car door, was silent for a moment, and nodded, "The wife is right."

"So the captain still plans to regenerate one?" Xiao Jing slaps her shirt lightly, seemingly inadvertently, but accidentally touched the button on her neckline.

Shen Sheng went into the car without changing his face.

Xiao Jing blinked and looked down at her looming woman's character, and sat in with some doubt.

Suddenly a head popped up in front of her, Xiao Jing hadn't responded yet, and her slightly cold lips had fallen on her lips. At the moment of covering, a faint mint fragrance lingered.

Xiao Jing grinned, letting him go straight.

After a kiss, Shen Shengfeng gently wiped the traces on her mouth, and the corners of her mouth were jokingly raised, "No longer, I don't want to see you uncomfortable."

Xiao Jing wrapped his hands around his neck, smiling and laughing. "I also think we can't consider this issue. Xiaobao's child has a strange temperament. If he doesn't like his brother or sister, he will become angry when he is angry Now. "

Shen Shengfeng sat back in the driver's seat and "fastened his seat belt."

The car left Shen's house.

In the children's room, the bedside bell whirled.

The room was quiet and almost needle-dropped.

An open window was blown by the breeze.

Without a trace, a figure leapt from the window sill, flashing like a breeze.

The comer hid in the corner, looking around the house, and finally set his sight on the sleeping child on the bed.

The bedside bell was still spinning, and there was a turquoise lotus on the projector.

The man's figure whistled from the corner to the bed, but stood in front of the bed in the blink of an eye.

He is currently the second-ranked elite killer in country R. He has a reputation of lightning and fast speed as popular as electricity. Anyone who wants to catch him is afraid that it is harder than climbing the sky.

His eyes fell sharply on the child. Last time, all the elite groups of country R were severely damaged. Under the circumstances, the leader had to send out their mysterious trio, let alone the sharp sword to avoid the trouble.

The man took out his weapon, and in the quiet air, the dagger in his hand seemed to make a howling roar.

The knife was stained with the blood of thousands of people, and if he already had spirituality, he knew its owner would feed it.

Speaking late, then, quickly, the blade broke.

"Ding." Something bounced on his arm. The severe numbness caused him to lose accuracy, and the knife pierced a nearby doll.

The man dropped the doll in his anger and stabbed again.

The little boy opened his eyes and stared at the strange man in front of him like an innocent child.

The man looked stunned, apparently did not expect that the child would wake up, but he was an elite-trained killer. He did not delay for a minute and a second. His hands fell from the knife, and he must have his blood splashed on the spot.

"Dangdang", the clear voice echoed in the room.

The man looked at the dagger that was behind him in amazement, wiped the blade across the wooden table, and when he landed on the ground, he accidentally made a crisp sound that cannot be ignored.

The little boy stared at the person in front of him with ignorance.

The man knew that his time was running out. In order to make a quick decision, he took out a dagger again. In order to worry about the child's sound, he covered his mouth and nose directly, and then waved his arm with a thunderous force. Come down.

The sound of the "boom" blade passing through the flesh sounded. The man took a step and couldn't believe his left hand that was still bleeding. Was he just wrong or wrong? Why did you cut yourself?

The blood fell on the child's face, his eyes were raised upwards, and he reached out and touched.

The man panted and couldn't waste any more time. He had to speed up. He had lost his calm. He was the leading killer in the country. Except that Wolff, he was the first. No, he could n’t fail. A little fart could not be assassinated, he was ashamed of his title of elite.

The man had to pull out his spear and his index finger was buckled heavily.

The bullet strongly broke the air barrier. If the calculation is correct, after one second, the child with a naive face in front of him will close his eyes permanently.

"Hmm." The bullet landed on the man's shoulder. The severe pain made him take an uncontrollable one step, and his body hit the wall heavily.

"Ah." The man covered his mouth and snarled. If it weren't for the pain on his shoulder, he wouldn't believe that the bullet he sent would land on him.

The little guy got up from the bed and stared at the man who seemed to be a little decadent in front of him.

The man was intolerable and took out his last weapon, a small cy bomb.

Although the explosive force is only tens of square meters, it is more than enough to destroy the little fart in front of him.

The corner of the man's mouth rose coldly, and he did not hesitate to install the bomb under the crib, and then pressed the timer for one minute.

One minute was enough for him to escape from the Shen family. When the bomb detonated, he would not notice himself rushing and rushing away.

The man sorted out everything and turned resolutely to jump out the window.

But then he felt something wrong, and turned around suddenly, the bomb just installed under the crib floated in the air.

Floating in mid-air?

Floating in the air!

The man stepped back two steps as if he had seen a ghost. The bomb actually followed him, moving just one meter away from him.

The little boy still stood still on the bed, looking at the strange man with innocent eyes, as if he didn't quite understand why he was afraid?

The man fluttered and tried to catch the bomb, but he flew forward, and the bomb automatically backed up one meter. The man fluttered again, and the bomb retreated.

"Ah." The man cursed angrily, "I'm really a hell."

The little boy twisted his head, watching the strange man seem to want this flashing number thing, he raised his hand and waved gently.

The bomb landed in the man's arms.

The man froze and looked at the time shown above, five, four, three, two, one.

"Oh." The whole room was shaken.

The man coughed, exhaled a spit of black smoke, then closed his eyes, and his body fell straight to the ground.

The little boy slipped off the bed, crawled up to the strange man, and poked his head with his little finger.

"Ah." The man sat up as if shouting back, thinking that even if he died, the little guy would be strangled first.

But as soon as his hand touched the child, an unspeakable and severe pain was transmitted from the fingers to the whole body.

He finally understood what the pain was before he fell.

This should be an electric shock, or was hit by a high voltage of 100,000 volts.

The little guy poked at his head again, as if he didn't really respond.

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"What's going on?" Shen Shenghuang heard the explosion first and rushed into the room.

The little guy was sitting on the ground, and in front of him was a man leaning back and forth. The man was completely black. Obviously, in addition to being injured by a bomb, he was shot and even shocked. His death was a bit miserable.

Shen Shenghuang picked up the child and kept him away from the intruder.

"What's going on?" Yan Yan ran into the room breathlessly, and at the first sight, he saw the man who was a bit horrible at death.

Shen Shenghuang shook his head. "This was the case when I came in."

Yan Zheng covered his nose with one hand and looked at the man's breathing. "It's dead."

"How did this person sneak in?" Shen Shenghuang stood in front of the window and looked around, leaving no trace.

"This person is more powerful than those who came before," Yan said.

Shen Shenghuang made no remarks, "but it is also the worst of death."

Yan Yan held the child, checked it, and was convinced that he was not injured.

Shen Shenghuang smiled bitterly, "Mother, do you think Xiaobao looks injured?"

"I'll check it before I feel relieved." Yan Yan lowered his hanging heart slightly. "It's really restless. Why do these people stare at Xiaobao so persistently?"

"It may be that they also noticed something wrong with the child." Shen Shenghuang said one of the most afraid results.

Yan Yan frowned, and she looked at the little guy sitting on the bed and playing with toys. Was it just leaked?

"If they really find something wrong with the child, they will definitely send someone over to check it again, mother, for safety reasons, the child can no longer put a separate room."

"Well, you're right, you can't let anyone know the secret."

The night breeze was creeping, and leaves fell on the ground.

In the dark room, the sleeping person suddenly shakes his body from side to side suddenly, as if having a terrible nightmare.

Xiao Jing's forehead was full of hot sweat, and her men grasped the sheets subconsciously.

"Mom, I hurt, Mom, I hurt." The child's immature crying sounded like a nightmare in her head.

Xiao Jing couldn't find a way out in panic, she wanted to see clearly what was calling herself in the dark space.

With a snap, the room was lit.

The child lay on the cold hand, his body trembling violently, as if to endure some torture.

Xiao Jing's body instinctively wanted to pick him up, but as soon as he touched his skin, he was bounced off with a sharp pain.

The child opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and his voice was dumb. He repeated this simple language.

"Mom, it hurts, mom, I hurt."

Over and over and over and over again, the child's body was convulsed, as if something terrible in the body was eating away his cells.

"Mom, I hurt, I hurt."

Xiao Jing no longer hesitated, flew in the past, not yet held him up, his body was thrown up high, the child's figure moved farther and farther away from her, and in the end she could only hear his helpless and fearful voice 'I hurt'.

The "Ding" ringtone was suddenly amplified in the room.

Xiao Jing opened her eyes from her sleep. The long suffocation made her look red and red for a long time. At last she exhaled a long breath and exhaled a long breath.

"Xiao Jing, what's wrong?" Shen Shengfeng turned on the light in the dormitory, looked at the cold sweat on her forehead, and anxiously shook her hand.

Xiao Jing's hands were cold, as if there was no warmth, she shook her head in an attempt to get back some of her senses.

Shen Shengfeng wiped her sweat, "Have a nightmare?"

Xiao Jing didn't know if it was a nightmare. The dream was too real. She could almost feel the pain of the current hitting her arm.

Shen Shengfeng took the mobile phone by the bed and glanced at the number above.

The call was automatically interrupted because no one answered for a long time, but the call rang again within five seconds.

Xiao Jing panted, "Captain, why don't you answer?"

Shen Shengfeng pressed the answer button, "What's up?"

"What's wrong with the captain?" Xiao Jing looked at the silent captain, sat up uneasily, and asked again, "What happened to the captain?"

Shen Shengfeng hung up his phone, his voice was a little low, "No, nothing."

"Captain, is it nothing like you? What's wrong?" Xiao Jing felt a kind of fear in her heart. She didn't think her dream was a dream.

Shen Shengfeng stood up, "You listen to me, we have to go home first."

Xiao Jing got up from the bed in a hurry, "Is the child accident?"

"You calm down first, maybe there is a little accident, but it doesn't matter." Shen Shengfeng put on his pants and picked up the car key at the table.

The night was dull and a car drove out of the camp.

The mansion of the Shen family is like a dead silence.

Mrs. Shen knelt in the ancestral hall and read the sutra over and over again.

Gu Ancheng stayed beside her and didn't speak.

"Well." The housekeeper knocked on the door.

Gu Ancheng covered his mouth and motioned him to stop talking, and went out on his own, "What's the matter?"

"Master Xiao is here." The steward replied.

Gu Ancheng nodded. "Don't send someone to disturb me first."

"Yes." The steward retreated.

Gu Ancheng looked up at the figures who hurriedly entered the house, all of which went up to the second floor without squinting.

The lights in the hallway were on and off, not right. The lights in the whole house were flickering, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, and sometimes there were sparks banging on the wire.

At the door, everyone was holding back.

Xiao Yue stepped forward, breaking the impasse, and asked, "What the **** is going on? Why are you all standing outside the door?"

Yan Yan kept talking and didn't know how to open his teeth.

Shen pinched the bridge of his nose one day, "We can't get in."

Xiao Yiyi, "What do you mean by this? What does it mean to get in?"

"I don't know what happened, Xiaobao emits a lot of heat. There is nothing in the room, but it's all static."

"Static electricity?" Xiao Min noticed that the second son of the Shen family, who was paralyzed on the ground, was stunned?

"Did you find out, everything in the house is still?" Shen asked again.

Xiao Yan glanced cautiously. The wind in the corridor blew on them, no matter the hair ends or the clothes were slightly floating, but there was no movement in the room.

"There is a magnetic field inside, which attracts all charged particles in the air, so that all matter in the entire space is restrained by the interaction of charged particles, so as to reach a state of staticness. As outsiders, we are wearing a body that is distinct from the pending magnetic field inside. The opposite force, so can not be merged, once forcibly merged, this is the end. "Shen Yitian pointed at the second son who was still dead on the ground.

Xiao Ye listened to him and said that he still didn't understand it. He only cared about the child's problems, and said, "So?"

Shen Yitian sighed, "We can't get in, and the child can't get out. He seems to be in pain. He should be releasing his ability."

"What do you mean?"

Shen shook his head one day, "There is another way."

"any solution?"

"Energize."

The more Yan Yan listened to, the more unreliable he was. He leaned against the ear of his master and asked unclearly, "Master, how do you know these things?"

Shen Yiyi pretended to be inscrutable, and he responded in a serious manner, "I took an undergraduate fantasy from the lieutenant two days ago. I just saw the second chapter, and the master is experiencing this pain."