abyss doomsday

Seeing that Lin Youhe didn't move for a long time, the man said angrily: "Why are you nagging anymore? My son's voice is going to break out!"

Putting down Little Fatty Orange, he blinked and said with a smile, "Okay, as long as you can catch him."

After saying that, he put Little Fatty Orange on the ground.

Little Fatty Orange didn't run around, took two steps forward, sat on the ground and started licking his fur. She looks like an aristocratic kitten in a leisurely manner.

The man and woman looked at each other and sneered, thinking that Lin Youhe was really an idiot for putting the cat down like this. After all, this cat was just an ordinary cat, nothing special. They had seen those mutated animals. All of them look like monsters. Thinking this, the man glanced at the woman and told her to catch the cat quickly.

The people watching the excitement did not think it was a big deal, and formed a circle, making fun and cheering around.

Lin Youhe, who was leaning against the car frame, was not annoyed and just watched.

The woman stepped forward slowly and gently, for fear of scaring away the delicious food in her mouth. Unfortunately, the woman swooped, and her swoop was deflected, and she fell hard to the ground. People around her pointed at each other and burst out laughing. The sound is harsh and unpleasant.

Lin Youhe shook his head: "What a pity, I didn't catch him."

Little Fatty Orange was also flustered by such a big movement. He stood there and stretched. Lin Youhe took out a box of canned cats, opened it and put it in front of Little Fatty Orange's mouth.

Little Fatty Orange started to sit on the ground and enjoy the snacks he had earned through cooperation. The woman blushed at the laughter. She was obviously rushing towards the cat, but why did she launch it crookedly? She was so shameless. . When I walked back to my husband, I received another slap in the face, and my face was burning with pain.

He turned around and glared at the little girl who was sitting quietly eating sweets.

The little girl shrank her neck and said nothing.

The man spat to the side and rubbed his hands: "His uncle, let me do it! I still don't believe it, even a broken cat can't catch it!"

After standing up and taking a look at the man, Lin Youhe raised his foot and kicked the little Fatty Orange who was still fussing over the canned food. He ignored him and stood aside to watch the other man's performance.

The man emptied his food twice, and Little Fatty Orange also ate all the cans and washed his face. The small steps she took were extremely graceful, and it was effortless to avoid the man's thumping. She was tired and covered in sweat despite the pleasant temperature.

The little boy cried again when he saw that he had not eaten candy for a long time. He grabbed his mother's clothes and cried loudly: "Wow, wow, wow, mom, I want to eat candy, I want to eat candy, woo woo..."

The little boy's cry was really annoying. Lin Youhe felt it was noisy when he heard it. The people around him scolded the little boy's mother and asked her to coax the child well. Such noise really affected the theater.

The man was almost lying on the ground from exhaustion. Lin Youhe waved to Little Fatty Orange. Little Fatty Orange ran over, jumped on the car, and raised his plump head to beg for praise.

He touched Little Fatty Ju's head and said, "That's awesome. I'll reward you with a small dried fish tomorrow."

The man got up from the ground and rushed towards Lin Youhe, cursing angrily: "Bitch, don't let me kill you!"

Just as Lin Youhe was about to take action, a bolt of lightning struck down.

Lin Youhe knew that Lin Youshuang was back, so he sat back without saying anything, just like a sculpture.

Lin Youshuang, who pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, stood in front of Lin Youhe. She glanced around with a pair of beautiful eyes and raised her voice: "What are you doing?"

Some people saw Lin Youshuang shrinking his neck when he took action, and quietly left the crowd. The man was knocked unconscious and his whole body exuded the smell of black smoke and barbecue. Lin Youhe felt that he could start by sprinkling cumin. .

Xu Chu also squeezed in from the crowd and saw Lin Youhe sitting in the car with a child eating candy. Lying in front of Lin Youshuang was a hacked and charred man, as well as a frightened mother and son.

Lin Youshuang turned around and glared at Lin Youhe with some annoyance.

She turned her head away as if she hadn't seen it, holding her chin up to look at the scenery. Lin Youshuang was angry and had no place to vent her anger. She could only say to the mother and son: "Get out of here! Don't force me to do anything!"

In an instant, the crowd dispersed, and the woman quickly picked up the unconscious man on the ground and left with her son.

Turning to look at Lin Youhe, Lin Youhe gently took out a wet tissue and wiped the little girl's face, whispering: "It's okay, come here and let me wipe your face."

Looking at this scene, Xu Chu was stunned for two seconds, recalling in his mind the scene when he first met Lin Youhe. At that time, Lin Youhe also led him so gently to clean up the dirt on his body. Xu Chu lowered his head and pursed his lips, feeling indescribably sad and awkward in his heart.

He pulled away from the guy who was wiping the little girl's face and gave her a fierce look.

He took out a tissue again and tried to wipe the little girl's face. The little girl shrank her neck and shrank to avoid Lin Youshuang's movements. Lin Youshuang was stunned, and grabbed the little girl's hand with his other hand and said, "What's your name? I So I can go find your parents and send you back."

The little girl looked stunned, waved away Lin Youshuang's hand and rushed towards Lin Youhe: "Uuuuu, big sister, don't send me away, I will be obedient uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Pushing the little girl away, Lin Youhe rarely stopped smiling, but still had a crooked look on his face: "You are a little gray. Can I give you a hug after washing it?"

The little girl nodded timidly with tears in her eyes. Lin Youhe took the little girl's hand and wiped it slowly with a wet tissue.

Wiping off the dirt on the little girl's hands, which were covered with scars and calluses, she whispered: "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

The little girl lowered her head and said shyly, "My name is Wang Yao. I am seven years old this year."

"Tsk" Lin Youhe tutted in a low voice. This name was really annoying. Then he touched the little girl's face and said, "Hey, sister, I'll give you another name. It's called Chaoyang Dynasty, okay?"

Chao Chao nodded: "Okay, I will call you Chao Chao from now on!"

He pinched the little girl's soft little face and took out a pack of biscuits from his pocket: "Eat something to cushion your stomach first, and when you get to the base, my sister will send you to the shelter you remember."

Hearing that Lin Youhe was about to send her away, the little girl held her mouth and started to cry again. Lin Youhe quickly covered her mouth with her hands: "Don't cry. I won't like you if you cry. Be obedient and stay in the shelter. It's better than following me." ."

Looking at Lin Youhe's face, Wang Chaochao was obviously disappointed, but he still nodded obediently and did not continue to pester him. His obedient appearance was endearing.

Lin Youshuang and Xu Chu didn't object to bringing the dynasty to the court, but it was a bit uncomfortable to take away their children like this.