Apocalyptic Rebirth

"I'm Yun Qiao."

"You are Yun Qiao?"

"Yes, I'm Yun Qiao."

"Yes, you are Yun Qiao."

"Remember where we first made/loved?"

"In the bedroom."

"Are you happy?"

"accurate."

"why?"

"pain."

A middle-aged man with a long and narrow face looked at Ni Bo, and Ni Bo nodded. Ni Song, a proud and arrogant guy, even confessed this extremely secretive thing. It seems that Gavill's hallucinogen and deep hypnosis have a good effect .

The middle-aged man continued: "Where is the military equipment factory?"

"Sajia Lane, Golden Hook Bay," without the slightest hesitation.

Finally got the answer out of Ni Song's mouth. Ni Bo was in a good mood and led a group of people to evacuate. The Sajia Lane in Jingou Bay is in the jungle towards the east gate. No wonder Huitian likes hunting there, presumably to cover the military industry Device transfer.

After confirming that there was no one else in the cell, Ni Song's blurred and slack eyes instantly became focused, revealing a sharp sarcasm, Sajia Lane, Golden Hook Bay, let me explore slowly.

Ni Song suddenly clutched his colic stomach, unable to hold on to his superior demeanor, hurriedly lifted the toilet lid, sat on the toilet, and expelled the culprit of abdominal pain—Gavier’s hallucinogen wrapped in intestinal juice .

"Do you still need to use a hose for the water ability?" Thinking of Yun Qiao's hateful face, Ni Song angrily thumped the wall. Could it be that he should thank him for allowing him to learn such a high-end skill to maintain his sanity.

Immediately, he thought of the disgusting conversation with the hypnotist just now, and he couldn't help but take a sip. If Yun Qiao looked like him, he wouldn't even post it to him, let alone get raped.

It was very bright soon, and Yun Qiao and Feng Yi were hiding in Sun Wen's residence. In order to prevent the old man from feeling sad and happy, Sun Wen had to test it out in advance and inform the old man that they were still alive. .

Seeing that Sun Wen was going to tell someone to go to the Si's house to pick him up, Yun Qiao said: "Mu Mu brought it back, Si Yao can stay at the Si's house."

Sun Wen wondered, "Si Yao isn't in the Si family."

Hearing this answer, Yun Qiao was speechless for a moment. Is Si Yao really Si Jingchuan's own?

Feng Yi choked when he heard the word "Si Yao" from Yun Qiao's mouth, and then exhaled that breath very slowly and unnoticed, no matter whether Qiao Qiao likes Si Yao or not, Si Yao gave birth to Qiao Qiao Son of God is indeed a fact.

He never thought about what kind of test he and Jojo would face in the future, because he never thought about letting Jojo know his thoughts.When Qiao Qiao said "I like you" to him, his eyes were filled with the joy of getting his wish and the happiness of dreaming.

Only now did he realize that with Qiao Qiao, there are still many things and many people to face.

"Young Master, the old master of the Yun family has sent someone to pick up Young Master Yun."

"Why did your grandfather think of you?" Si Jingchuan poked Xiao Mumu's delicate face with the belly of his index finger.How did the old man of the Yun family recover so quickly?People who hate themselves can't get into the medical department at all, and the nurses who put them in can't get in touch with old man Yun.

Xiao Mumu waved his hands, grabbed the fingers that were making trouble on his face and didn't let go, shaking it from side to side like a toy. .

Si Jingchuan's index finger was wrapped by Xiaomumu's small hand, and he felt extremely surprised that a person's hand was still so small.

"Young Master," the black-clothed subordinate saw that Si Jingchuan looked like he hadn't heard his report at all, so he had to remind him again, "See if you can send Young Master Yun back today."

Touching Xiao Mumu's little face, Si Jingchuan was rather reluctant, but it is more important to maintain a good relationship with Huitian, and he can't argue with Old Man Yun, a hypertensive patient, so he ordered the two wet nurses to pack up Xiao Mumu's things and go on the road go home.

Yi Yang leaned on the window, unbelievable that he had escaped, and what was even more unbelievable was that Young Master Si sent someone to tell him to let him go back.

Originally, he was ready to kill him, but Young Master Si didn't touch him again.

He didn't want to die at all, he was just afraid that life would be too hard.Life is just a few short decades, sweet and bitter, of course he wants to live a better life under the conditions he can strive for.

If Yun Qiao can come back, he has undoubtedly won the bet.

If Yun Qiao really died, the life staying with Young Master Si might not be as good as his life in Yun Zhai.

Ni Song had just finished solving major life issues, but he heard footsteps coming from the corridor again, hey, what is Ni Bo doing again.

Ni Bo was obviously in a good mood, and said to Ni Song through the iron fence: "Butler Zheng has been wanting to see his first cousin, so I'll be a good person and bring him here to keep you company."

"You arrested Uncle Zheng?" Ni Song's heart suddenly rose.

Ni Bai clapped his hands, and saw two cell-cleaning servants dragging a man in ragged clothes over, it was really dragged, the head of the dragged was drooping, and the messy and tangled half-length gray hair was almost hanging down. to the ground.

When Ni Song saw the half-length gray hair, he knew it was Uncle Zheng. With a few strides, he threw himself on the iron gate, and the thick chain rattled, "Ni Bo, do you still have a conscience? How dare you treat him like this.”

"What is conscience?" Ni Bo sneered, "he is just an old man who waits on the dishes. He is also the grandson of grandpa. Just because your father is the head of the house, he treats us with a different nose and eyes. , I have been very polite to him."

"Hey, you." Seeing Ni Bo turned and left, Ni Song slapped the iron door and rattled. Although he hated Ni Bo, Uncle Zheng was more important, so he stopped.

The two servants threw the old housekeeper into Ni Song's cell, and quickly turned around and went out to lock the iron door. Although the ones locked here are not considered top-notch in force, it takes only a few minutes to kill them both.

The man in black standing outside the cell to prevent Ni Song from escaping from prison saw that the cell door was locked smoothly, so he left to follow Ni Bo. .

"Uncle Zheng, how are you?" Ni Song carried the old housekeeper to the bed. Although the temperature on the bed was no different from the temperature on the ground, Ni Song still made the bed as soft as possible.I am a supernatural person, and I can withstand minus 20 degrees, but Uncle Zheng is not only an ordinary person, but also an old man.

"Young master, don't worry, I know I can't survive," the old housekeeper said weakly.

"Uncle Zheng, don't talk nonsense." Ni Song gathered a small hot water ball to clean the old butler's wound. The cell was dark and he couldn't see clearly, but now he looked at the torture wound on the old butler's body. , this is not the wound healing scab, but the temperature is too low, the blood from the wound freezes before it can flow out, which is something an old man should bear.

If Ni Bo appeared in front of him, he had no doubt that he would eat him alive.

"Master, I didn't say anything about the military equipment factory..."

"Uncle Zheng, stop talking." Ni Song treated the old housekeeper's countless wounds with trembling hands, "It will be fine."

"The researchers inside have all been favored by the master. No matter who wants to completely control the equipment factory, you will be indispensable..."

"Uncle Zheng, please stop talking," Ni Song's heart ached. He didn't want to hear this kind of confession.

"Master," the old butler lay on the yellowish hay, with peaceful eyes and a clear understanding of the world, "Before he left, the master said that he wanted you to live in peace and joy, and I want to give you the same now." Say something, live well."

"Uncle Zheng," Ni Song couldn't stop crying, he had never been so sad when his father died, "Don't go, I will change, I will marry a woman and have a child for you, Uncle Zheng Don't go."

The old housekeeper glanced at his young master with a smile, and closed his eyes without any regrets.

Ni Song threw himself on the old housekeeper, weeping loudly, he knew that the last person who treated him well in this world was gone.