Color painting collection and a certain strongest

As soon as they said it, the three of them left the children who were going to be picked up without conscience, and only the only one who had a conscience was left. Remember to inform the security uncle at the school gate.

The unconscionable duo ran to the entrance of the next store to play with the claw machine, and the somewhat conscientious Jiarui Nizi received a strange look of "You are such an irresponsible parent".

Jiarui Glass: It's hard, the fist is hard!

She is obviously the most responsible parent among the three, but she is the one who should not be fully responsible for her family.

"Glass! So slow!"

"coming."

Xia Youjie was provoked into a hand-to-hand fight with Wujo Wu on the street, the reason was that the other party 'accidentally' crushed his mobile phone into scum, and was so narrow-minded that he didn't even let go of the phone card.

Surrounded by passers-by watching the excitement and taking pictures, there was a pile of wrecked mobile phones lying at their feet. Wu was three years old and Jie was six years old.

The curse spirit sitting next to him swallowed the new mobile phone that fell out of the young master Wutiao's pocket. Wujo Wu was furious and struggled to scratch the soles of Xia Youjie's feet.

The war that started with a phone call was swiftly settled with a week's worth of great fortune.

The sun on the street is beautiful, the clouds are gentle, and the wind is light.

On a day like this, one should receive some good news, such as the holiday notice for all the conjurers of the summer festival from the assistant supervisor.

At first glance, it was Lan Tang's handwriting.

Jia Ruozi sighed with a smile, put his loose fist back into his pocket, and slowly followed the two Pipi shrimps who were fighting in front.

Give them a surprise when you finish the task.

Jia Ruozi thought so.

Not to mention how broken the auxiliary supervisor was when he saw the treasure of the high school and joined this mission. Anyway, Lan Tang froze when he saw the two children at the door of the dilapidated residence.

In order to leave a memory for the children, Lan Tang hired special personnel to clean up the furniture and odds and ends. After stacking those things in the truck, Lan Tang proposed to paint the wall with varnish in the eyes of them looking at the strange flowers. Be sure to keep the original flavor of this dilapidated house.

It's impossible for him to leave two children living in such a remote and messy place. It's a surprise to pack them up before they come back.

Although he has been turned into a half social animal by an unreliable child (especially Gojo Satoru), Lantang's romantic heart is still there.

There are banknotes and black cards to open the way, and the whole process is progressing very quickly. From the process of cleaning up, it can be seen that the two children are good children, and they have cleaned up the house in an orderly manner. Clean and tasteful.

Standing downstairs in the apartment building, Lan Tang watched the staff arrange the last dismantled Mori-tied curtains with small floral patterns and load them into the truck, and stacked the half-truck varnish delivered by another truck.

Not long after he started brushing, Lan Tang heard a little girl's doubtful voice behind him.

"Noctua... sir?"

Lan Tang turned his head suddenly, and met the shocked faces of the children carrying schoolbags.

There are only eight big characters marked with red crosses left in his mind:

apology!reserved!romantic!surprise!

The three of them looked at each other downstairs, confused.

Staff upstairs dropped a can of varnish.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Empty iron cans bounced and rolled down the empty corridor.

Ah, this is......

This is the sound of an adult's face, a cold filter mixed with a can of varnish falling to the ground.

Xiao Lantang pulled his hair frantically in his heart.

What kind of surprise is it to be found halfway? In the imagination, the children who were tired from playing should be taken to the packed high-end apartment, happily told that they have a new home, and relax after a warm supper time. Sleep comfortably in the soft big bed, and fall asleep obediently in the story.

Instead of going home in a dull manner, only to find that his home was demolished in a mess.

The surprise turned into dictatorship in an instant, and the romantic script was torn into shreds by the fox and the cat.

Lan Tang grabbed the little black fox with slender purple eyes in his heart, and stretched out his hand fiercely, rua!

The little fox was screaming in Xiao Lantang's arms, struggling with its big tail flicking, and the white cat beside it was wearing small sunglasses "meow ha ha ha ha ha", gloating and watching the play while eating edamame mash.

You are not innocent either!

Xiao Lantang extended his claws to Mao Mao mercilessly.

Amidst the shrill meowing, Xiao Lantang had a handful of black furs and a handful of white furs stuck to Dafu's skin.

In the end, even the brown chipmunk had its cigarette butt removed from its mouth, and the moles at the corners of its eyes dimmed.

Lan Tang also let out a bad breath.

Lan Tang, who was silent for a moment on the surface, came back to his senses, knowing how authoritarian his behavior was, and Lan Tang, who decided to be authoritarian to the end, was moved.

Before the two foolish children could react, Lan Tang calmly nodded at them and said concisely: "Go and pack the commemorative things, follow me."

As if afraid of being refuted, the black-haired young man said quickly: "The new home is near your school, and you can take away everything left by your parents..."

Fu Heihui frowned and said coldly: "No need, they have nothing left."

Lan Tang was silent.

"No, no, it seems there are."

Miki Fukurozu seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and ran over bouncingly, with the help of the staff, he found a small potted plant on the truck, turned his head and showed a sunny smile like a small sun: "This is it , Hui's father and my mother bought it for us."

"It is said that it is a very good blessing."

Fu Heihui glanced at Fu Heijin Miki, who was a little nervous, and lowered her eyes: "Yes. I remembered."

Lantang:.

How could the Heaven and Tyrant who only bet on horses and do quests in the data—Fu Heisher, and the irresponsible woman surnamed Fu Hei—who has disappeared, do this.

Was actually comforted by the child.

Facing the calm gaze of the child with a sea urchin head and the cute smile of the little girl holding a potted plant, Lan Tang considerately stopped bringing up this topic.

He just reached out and picked up the two children.

A rich and elegant fragrance poured into the tip of the nose. Through a thick coat, there were thin and tough muscles under his hands. In front of his eyes was a beautiful profile curve, slender eyelashes and beautiful and delicate wavy long hair on his shoulders.

The feeling of a mature adult came over my face.

The faces of the two children who had never seen the concept of 'mother' were hot, and their brains stopped.

Looking at the flushed face of the little sea urchin and the wide-open eyes of the little sun, Lan Tang gently promised the two children: "In two days, Dad will take you to the amusement park."

From today, these two children are his children!

.........

On the sunny coast of Hawaii, many women on the beach focused their eyes in one direction intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes lingered on the man's strong and perfect muscles intentionally or unintentionally.

A wild and unruly black-haired man with a scar on the corner of his mouth was wearing beach shorts, showing off his perfect body generously, flirting with a young woman wearing expensive jewelry.

Fu Heisher had just picked up today's meal ticket when the mobile phone on the table rang, and the special prompt sound like a money counter represented the call from the intermediary.

Far beyond the sight of ordinary people, he saw the display of the mobile phone on the table in the distance at a glance—the one surnamed Kong.

Ah, it was the one who kept sending him money.

What is it called, it seems to be Korean?

Fu Heisher made an apologetic gesture to the new victim, and then picked up the phone.

"Hello? I don't accept jobs recently, so I'll hang up if I have something to say."

"Wait, wait! I came to you because I have something to do." The other person was afraid that he would hang up the phone, and spit out the information very fast: "The higher-ups are going to cooperate to deal with the Night Moth Orchid Hall."

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows: "Oh."

It's none of his business that the corrupt old men at the top are looking for their own death.

"The reaction is really flat, don't you worry about it? I remember that your son and daughter are now being taken care of by the Night Moth's family."

"Oh, you want to collect information."

"Hey, there is some kind of friendship between us..."

"Pay money with one hand and intelligence with one hand."

The person on the other end was aggrieved for a moment, and helplessly started the business exchange of panacea: "Forget it, I wanted to save a sum of information fees... I know, I know, don't hang up! It will be called to your account."

"So," the voice on the other side became serious: "Who do you think will win, and how will the reformers and conservatives divide the cake?" Fu Heisher did not answer this question, but asked what he cared most: " How much is the information fee?"

Less money means less information.

"You really..."

The opposite party was speechless for a moment, and reported a number skillfully. The amount was huge, meaning that he wanted to buy all the information.

Fu Heisher was quite satisfied, he snapped his nails, and said casually and firmly:

"Night Moth Orchid Hall will win,"

Sen Leng's eyes are still in front of his eyes, as long as he closes his eyes during his escape, those golden green eyes will appear in front of Fu Heisher's eyes.

The lake-like golden green is full of cruelty and murderous intent playing with prey, and at the same time, it is also full of anger like watching a dirty mouse that knocked down the precious jade bottle.

Can't resist, can't move.

Even the so-called "Warlock Killer" couldn't hurt even a single hair of the opponent, and he tried his best to escape when the opponent was not very rational.

When Gojo Satoru was killed, the idea that even a magician with magic power was just like this, and the pleasure of shattering the prejudice against people without magic power in the magic world also disappeared in an instant, and the sudden return Self-esteem was also shattered by the gap in strength like a moat.

Fuheshier let out a breath slowly.

"That's just a monster."

The voice on the other side was a little dignified: "Is it actually called a monster by you... Then you still feel safe throwing the child to them?"

Fu Heisher Siyuyan: "I didn't plan this, I can only say it was a mistake."

Who would have thought that the six-eyed kid would be so bamboo shoots, and even came up with the idea of ​​asking his son to call someone else's father to get revenge on him.

but.......

"Isn't that nice,"

This is exactly what I wanted.

"Indeed, here's a piece of news that I just got today: Your son and daughter were taken out of that broken building by Ye Molantang, and put into a mobile apartment under his name."

"Oh?"

The man grinned: "At first, I thought it would take some time for that monster to accept those two brats... After all, I almost killed the six-eyed brat he was protecting."

I thought Ye Molantang would always treat those two children coldly and violently, but I didn't expect to accept it so soon?

"Should I say that he deserves to be my son?"

Fu Heisher laughed, and beckoned to the gold master holding the red wine in the distance.

"They're all very talented in this area."

The other side also began to gossip: "Really don't care about them? Let's not mention that girl, Hui is also your biological son anyway."

"Of course I don't care."

"It's sold for a billion anyway," Fu Heisher joked lazily, "It's better than following someone like me."

Thinking of the two children who were left at home regardless, and who were called to their door by debt collectors from time to time, Kong Shiyu couldn't help agreeing:

"makes sense."

The author has something to say: I wrote another article to try it out, ah, it feels great not to be afraid of OOC!

Having said that, the stupid author came up with a super-abuse brain hole: Lan Tang didn't notice that the brain was hiding in his head when he killed all the high-level officials, and also exposed that he had a good sense of taste and was not afraid of poisoning, and then the brain spent several years. Time, calculated several turns, let Wutiao Wu unknowingly bring poisoned food to Lan Tang, Lan Tang ate it without warning, and died.

then

1. Lan Tang cast a curse on himself to guard Gojo Satoru.

2. Gojo Wujo cursed Lantang to stay by his side

3. In the Psychic Contest, Lan Tang, who was hovering beside Gojo Wu, was recruited by Ma Canghao. The two made an agreement that Lan Tang would help Ma Canghao win the championship. He's fine now, don't blame yourself.

.感谢在2021-03-3123:47:10~2021-04-0521:21:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 80 bottles of Qingwu under the moon; 20 bottles of Beimu; 5 bottles of Yingying;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!