Royal Heartthrob [Interstellar]

"The match point for this event has arrived!" Ya female stood in front of the screen and explained. "This Los Angeles is a self-generated complete world system in the virtual world, and as a 'person' in the story, they need to use their own strength and ability to help the people of Los Angeles overcome this crisis."

"Now it is a precarious situation. If you are not careful, it is very likely that the entire army will be wiped out, and the identities we have prepared for each Zerg are exactly the same, and what can each Zerg use what they have in their hands? If such an ending comes, then it is not something we can be sure about.”

Yafe's voice is very nice, explaining it like this gave the other Zerg a clean and elegant feeling, making them hold their breath and continue listening.

"This is the interesting part of this game. You can see different screens from all directions on the audience stand. You can choose which world you want to see. After that, the world will unfold in front of your eyes. Take you into that world, as if you were there!"

The Zerg couldn't bear it any longer. They had already chosen the story they wanted to watch, and they were waiting for the host to grant permission.

Feila was mixed among the piles of Zerg, his eyes were tightly fixed on the screen of his hero. Although his body was still sitting in place, his heart had already flown into that colorful virtual world.

"Wait, everyone, don't worry~" Seeing everyone's excitement, Ya female smiled mysteriously, and continued: "This time, the organizer brought you a magical gift, everyone can guess what it is~"

"Ah, I don't want to guess, let's start, I can't help it!" A Zerg shouted from below, which made the host a little helpless.

"If you don't listen, you may regret it for the rest of your life." Ya-eup snubbed it.

Having said that, it made some Zerg a little curious.

"Then tell us quickly, don't entertain us!" A group of Zerg began to boo.

"Okay, okay, in order to avoid being beaten in the future, I'd better tell everyone the good news." Yayu cleared her throat, and then opened her eyes, bright colors flashed in her eyes. "This time, the organizer will invite ten lucky viewers to enter the virtual world they want to enter, let them become the little people in it, and get in close contact with your idol!"

"Wow!!!" Before the words were finished, a burst of excited shouts erupted from the swarm.

"Great! Organizer, rich! Organizer, I love you!"

"Hahahaha, great, great, choose me, choose me!"

Zerg has already begun to try.

"How can I become a lucky spectator!" I couldn't help but ask, the field has become a swarm of bees.

Ya female quickly blocked the sound behind the glass window, then put on a microphone that can amplify the sound, and shouted loudly: "This time the lucky audience is automatically selected by the machine. In the spirit of fairness and justice, the organizer will never operate in secret. !"

"Please operate in the dark! I have money!" A Zerg stood up among the swarm and shouted loudly.

Yafe couldn't help wiping away her sweat. "It's not up to me to decide. Anyway, now, let our cute robot rabbit choose the lucky audience for us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately ran into the passage under the stage. Probably, after this day, he would not dare to stand on the stage for a while.

"Chichi!" The little pink bunny hopped onto the stage, and the nimble black eyeballs made it impossible for the Zerg to see that it was just a machine.

"Hello everyone, I'm the robot rabbit Chichi~" The little pink bunny looks super cute with a pair of long ears on its round head.When speaking, its ears move and the design is very real.

Everyone couldn't help but smile, and the anxiety just now gradually melted away with the bouncing movements of the robot rabbit.

"Hahaha, it's so cute, look at it." A Zerg pointed at the rabbit and smiled cheerfully at the Zerg next to it.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm very capable!" Rabbit Jiji frowned seriously. At this time, it must show its usefulness. It is not just an entertaining robot rabbit, it also has a life And for the principle of the robot rabbit!

Unexpectedly, its words made the audience even more cheerful.

This rabbit is really interesting.

"Are you sure he's not joking?" A Zerg pointed at the other party with some uncertainty and asked the companion next to him.

"Maybe it's juggling." The other one had a sense of entertainment.

"Huh!" Rabbit Jiji was very angry, but it is a principled working rabbit, so it adjusted its facial expression a little, then covered its "eight" mouth with its furry paws, and coughed.

Everyone is selling a face, this time did not continue to complain.

"Now, I will start to select ten lucky viewers. The chances of selection are equal, so whether the final result is you or not, everyone must accept this result."

The voice of Mengmeng Rabbit is very clear, with a soft and cute feeling like a newly born insect cub. I don't know if it is because of this, but the audience who has been very anxious at this moment accepted the other party's words.

"THREE... TWO... ONE!" Mengmeng Rabbit's black eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and then, its body suddenly floated above the sky, dancing on the stage.

It swayed casually along the edge of the stage, and circles of fine golden powder fell on the Zerg as it moved.

I don't know how the powder landed on their bodies through the glass window.

"Wow..." The golden powder sprinkled from the sky, a dazzling beauty bloomed on the stage, and the eyes of the Zerg present were instantly tightened. They couldn't help but secretly sighed to express their admiration.

Fira looked at the crumbling golden powder and felt a little apprehensive. He had some expectations in his heart, but other than that, he was a little nervous.

At this moment, a slight light seemed to flash in front of his eyes. He didn't understand what it meant, but he subconsciously held the light in front of him in his palm.

The light spot sank into his palm and disappeared.

Fira was a little puzzled, he didn't feel any problem with his body, but the light spot disappeared from his palm. If he guessed correctly, the light spot had already entered his body from his palm .

"The choice is over!" At this moment, Mengmeng Rabbit had stopped its rotation and stood upright in the center of the stage.

Its eyes were closed tightly, covering its scarlet eyes.

All the Zerg subconsciously held their breath at this moment.

They all hoped that his name would be included in the list of ten lucky Zergs.

"Now, let me report the lucky list!" Mengmeng Rabbit was jumping, in a good mood, and the cute movements relieved some of the audience's nervousness.

"No.1, three rows and two seats in Area C! Congratulations to this Zerg, please walk into the evacuation passage first, and our staff will guide you!"

"It's me! It's me!" The atmosphere in the auditorium in Area C became more lively from the original abnormal silence because of an excited shout.

The other Zerg couldn't help but envy his good luck, and many of them were jealous, but this kind of choice that only cares about luck can only speak with luck.

The other party is luckier than them, they can only accept it.

Watching the other party cheerfully walk into the evacuation passage, all the Zerg in the auditorium in the C area still have a glimmer of hope. Although one person has already left the C area, the opportunities are equal, and they still have a chance, even if that The chances are extremely slim!

All the Zerg continued to stand ready.

"Next, the second lucky Zerg is..."

**

Brand already has a preliminary understanding of his current identity.

His identity is a bit interesting.

Is the leader of the martial arts.

And he is also the leader of martial arts with internal and external troubles.

In this world, although the leader of the martial arts can order the heroes, but I am really embarrassed. From Brand's memory, he found that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

First of all, the first fact that makes him feel a little bit interesting is that he is a fake leader.

In other words, he may not have the ability of a hidden warrior, nor does he have the ability to convince all hidden warriors.

It's really gloomy.

Brand sat on the high position of the martial arts lord, looking at the hidden martial artists from all walks of life kneeling in front of him, he couldn't help laughing.

"Leader..." A hidden martial artist seemed a little strange, wondering if the leader of the martial arts world is out of his mind today?Why are you still talking about important events in the martial arts just now, and now you start laughing?

"Today, I feel a little uncomfortable. If you have anything important to report, please come to me in private." Brand knew how wrong it was to say too much at this moment, and it would be better to close the door and see these hidden warriors first.

The memory in his head is a bit messy, and it has not been fully integrated at the moment. In order to avoid mistakes, let him rest for a while.

After he finished speaking, he walked directly down the steps of the leader of the martial arts according to the habit in his memory, and walked straight out from among the hidden martial artists.

His heroic posture was valiant, his sleeves fluttered, and he carried a sense of immortality.He walked through the oppressive palace alone, pushed open the gate of the palace, and walked out in the glare of the sun.

The hidden warriors who knelt on one knee didn't dare to make a sound at all, because the martial arts leader's force is too strong, so the pressure on them is really strong, not to mention, just now, the martial arts leader didn't intend to restrain himself at all. His force, this intensity of force hit them directly, making them breathless.

"Today... what happened to the leader?"

"Probably because he is really in poor health. Tomorrow, we can report the matter of Luocheng."

"Okay, since Senior Ning said so, let's do this."

After all the Hidden Warriors finished speaking, they walked out of the gate of the palace slowly.

It was not until they left that Brand, who had been hiding in the dark, slowly took a step forward, his deep eyes looked particularly energetic under the daylight.

"Well, let's run away first."

He nodded lightly and made up his mind.

On the outskirts of Los Angeles, a caravan came.

They leisurely stopped at the side of the trail on the outskirts of the city, leaned against a tree and began to rest.

"My friend, Los Angeles is ahead. You can enter from the north of the city, where the defense is weakest."

"The weakest?" The man seemed a little puzzled.

"The mountain in the north of the city is steep, and few people come in and out, so there is no need for so many guards to defend it. Besides, this Los Angeles... alas... its life is exhausted..." The old man sighed, twisting his old knuckles Turning on the kettle in his hand, he fell silent for a moment.

"I heard that there is a special product in Los Angeles, and it seems that it caused disasters for this reason." The man had heard about this matter a little bit, and when the old man mentioned it, he asked: "It is because of this reason that this caused such a disaster." result?"

"Yes, that's true." The old man sighed, and his eternal eyes seemed to be recalling the past. "I have been to Los Angeles, where the people live peacefully. I thought at the time that I would move into Los Angeles to live in my later years, and I would definitely live a good life. But now, I never dare to step into a Find out."

"I heard that Los Angeles has been occupied by hidden warriors, is there such a thing?" the man asked.

Hearing this, the old man didn't continue to answer him, as if he had caught something suddenly, he raised his eyelids suspiciously, and asked, "You kid, you don't have any force on your body, why are you talking to me?" Inquire about this matter?"

The man smiled lightly, and his handsome face softened a lot under this smile.

"Naturally, I'm interested. You know, I'm looking for relatives in Los Angeles to help. I don't know the local situation. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, I don't even know how to die."

The old man waved his hand. "As long as you live quietly and quietly, you can probably live for most of your life."

"What about the rest of my life?" The man suddenly asked, the question was a bit sharp, not so gentle.

The old man answered. "Either die, or life is worse than death."

Luocheng is exhausted, now that Luocheng has been divided up by hidden warriors from all over the world, it can be regarded as a little bit of stability for the time being, but even so, it has exacerbated the demise of Luocheng.

To put it bluntly, the Hidden Warriors are a group of powerful people. To put it bluntly, most of them are reckless. They may be good weapons and a symbol of strength representing families from all over the world, but they cannot serve as bags of wisdom.

They will only charge forward, and will only use force to solve any problems. Therefore, Los Angeles will only live in poverty and will never be stable.In the long run, countless people will naturally relocate their families.

However... Will the Hidden Warrior really let the people in the land he governs run away overnight?That's up for debate.

Moreover, in addition to internal troubles, there are also foreign troubles. "Di Jue" has released news that he will attack Luo City within a few days. If those hidden warriors are not capable of resisting Di Jue's attack, then this city of Luo City will probably be desolate.

The man was silent for a while, and when he was suffering from having nothing to say to continue the conversation, there was a person running over hurriedly beside him, looking very anxious.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the old man heard the voice, he had already noticed the existence of the other party. His slightly lazy appearance disappeared instantly, and a kind of shrewdness that had penetrated through the years filled his eyes.

The man and the old man stood up immediately. The old man hung the water bottle on his waist and raised his chin to signal the other party to speak.

"It's not good, it's not good, there seems to be a group of Hidden Warriors coming here." The young master with tiny freckles on the bridge of his nose shouted anxiously, dancing with his hands and feet looked quite funny.

"That's it?" The old man raised his eyebrows.

"Ah?" The young master was a little confused, and then nodded in a daze.

The old man walked over slowly, and just as he was about to walk past him, he suddenly turned around and hit him on the head.

That action was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

The man narrowed his eyes, but didn't say anything.

The other party is a hidden martial artist, but he never said it all the way.Of course, there was no need for the other party to explain this fact to him. After all, he was just a stranger chasing a carriage.

The old man nodded angrily on the other side's head. "Let you guard, but you are so impatient, can I still hand over the caravan to you? Ah? Can I still hand it over to you?!"

"Ouch." The young man held his head, feeling the pain. "It hurts so much, don't keep beating me, I'm going to become stupid."

"It's better to be stupid, and now it's also stupid, probably it doesn't make any difference."

"I'm angry!" The young master angrily, suddenly made a move and swung his palm, but obviously, his movements were too slow, the old man had already avoided the opponent's attack with just a small turn around, and by the way He tripped the boy with one foot.

"I told you all." The old man took out a pipe out of nowhere, put it in his hand, and took a slight puff, his eyes regained the previous laziness and casualness. "Let you exercise hard. If you don't listen or listen, you still want to beat me. Let's talk about it after you are over 40 years old."

"Hmph!" The young man was pressed to the ground by the old man's foot. He didn't feel any pain when he moved, and his waist and back still hurt a little. He was wronged, but he dared not speak out. This guy who can be regarded as a beginner hidden warrior just now is nothing at all.

Just when the boy was thinking about how to jump up from the ground, the old man lifted the foot resting on the opponent's back one step ahead of him. He was smoking a cigarette, and his walking was a little bumpy. He looked like a Ordinary old man.

"Slip away, don't lie there."

The boy got up angrily, muttering. "I don't even look at who pressed me to the ground..."

"Huh?" The old man squinted at him, and the boy's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"I didn't say anything!" The boy hurriedly started to roll and crawl, and went to inform all the people in the caravan to set off as soon as possible.

Although those hidden warriors should not hurt them, in order to avoid some troublesome things, it is better to avoid all opportunities to meet.

The man stood under the tree without moving.

The old man turned his head slowly after the young man left. His old appearance looked unusually kind. He was holding a pipe in his hand, and his loose clothes made him look thinner.

"Think twice before you act, don't regret it in the future." After saying this, the old man slowly took a puff of cigarette, and then spit out the smoke from his mouth.

The smoke swayed loosely under the lush leaves, and finally merged with the hot summer day.

**

Brand said goodbye to the caravan, and then walked towards Los Angeles.

After he retrieved the memory of all the characters in the story, he immediately ran away along the secret passage through the memory of the other party.In order to avoid being recognized, he also deliberately put on some makeup, softening the shape of his face a little, making himself appear more docile.

He expected that as long as he came to a small place like Los Angeles, other people would not recognize his appearance, so he did not change his appearance greatly.

On the way, he met the caravan. After chatting for a while, he realized that the caravan was passing through Los Angeles, so he paid a little money and asked the other party to give him a ride.

The other party took the money, so it was easy to talk, and because it was just adding one more person, he agreed to go with the other party.So, within two days, Brand had already arrived at the place where this incident started——Los Angeles.

After the accident in Los Angeles, people in the city have been panicked. On the originally bustling streets, there were only a few passers-by in a hurry.

After those people saw Brand, they immediately lowered their heads vigilantly.The city of Los Angeles is not big in the first place, and they are familiar with the local people. Now that they see new faces, they are naturally more afraid of each other.

A large number of unfamiliar people also appeared in the city before. As a result, they directly put their city lord under house arrest and divided the small city of Los Angeles into several jurisdictions. Residents of each jurisdiction are now unable to enter another area at will. Inside.

Many residents are separated from their wives and children for this reason. Although they are only a river or a street away, they seem to be separated from each other. If the situation continues to deteriorate, they may not be able to see each other for the rest of their lives.

They hated those hidden warriors who deprived them of their freedom, but they also feared those hidden warriors who ruled them.The aristocratic families led by the Hidden Martial Artist have been fighting each other at present, making them panic, fearing that Chi Yu will be affected at any time.In order to protect themselves, they prefer to hide in dark corners.

This situation has lasted for seven days.They really hope that this kind of day will have a head.

However, the people at this moment still don't know that those hidden warriors are not the most terrifying, but the "Emperor" from the dark abyss, which is currently approaching Luocheng.

They just prayed sincerely, kneeling in front of the gods and Buddhas every day, kowtowing their heads constantly for peace.

Seeing the group of people looking at him all the time, Brand couldn't help feeling a little weird, so he quickly slipped into the inn next to him, intending to stay first, and then talk about the future.

However, the inn was empty.

There are ordinary octagonal tables and wooden benches in the hall. There is not even a trace of dust on them. Moreover, there are steaming meals on the table. Obviously, there were people in this inn before, but they heard someone coming in. When there was a sound, he immediately hid.

Brand walked over and touched the bench.

The bench was still warm, obviously his guess just now was right.

But where are those people hiding now?Brand couldn't help showing a smile. He slowly walked back to the table where the food was still steaming, found a pair of clean chopsticks in the chopstick holder in the middle, and picked up the untouched chopsticks on the table. The rice bowl is ready to eat.

"Ah! Thief!" A crisp voice came from behind him, but was quickly muffled by something.

The one who spoke was a child who looked no more than six or seven years old, and he had a braid on his head. At this moment, he looked sad and angry, but his head was forcibly pressed under the stone slab by his parents.

It turned out that under the stone slab was a simple cellar, which was supposed to be used to store wine, but now it has become a place for them to take refuge.

The child was being held down by his parents, while his mother looked at Brand warily, obviously resisting this outsider abnormally.

Brand stared at them, and they stared at him.This strange atmosphere didn't end until another voice came out.

"Leave quickly, you are not welcome here!" It was a man's voice, he should be in his prime, and he spoke with full of air.

Brand followed the prestige, but he didn't see a single figure. Obviously, the other party was also hiding in a certain direction, and it was well hidden.

He put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and stared at the family of three for a long time.

The parents were obviously afraid of Brand in their hearts, so they kept trembling when they looked at him, but even so, they didn't let go of the hands protecting the child. Even though the hands were shaking all the time, Bran De can be sure that if he hurts the other party at this time, the other party will definitely fight him desperately.

He didn't know why he had this thought, but he felt it intuitively.

So, he stood up and slowly came to the other side.

"You...you...what are you going to do?" The father is still very young, but there is a bloodstain on his face. It is a fresh wound. According to Brand, the time of the wound will never be formed. more than three days.

The wound was just smeared with ordinary medicinal wine, without even the most basic dressing.

Brand couldn't help but think deeply about what kind of dire situation this Los Angeles city is in.

"Don't come here!" The child's mother held the child in her arms. Seeing that Brand not only did not leave, but even approached them with a serious face, she felt fear immediately, but the protection of the child prevailed, so Even if they were discovered, they did not leave the child and run away, or scold the child.

Looking at the mother's slightly rough hands and the trembling palms on the child's hair, Brand couldn't help being silent.

The child seemed to realize that he had done something wrong, and immediately burst into tears.

"Wow!" The child's voice was loud and clear, but was quickly silenced by his mother.

Brand noticed this small detail, and then thought that maybe the mother was worried about attracting more Hidden Warriors.

But... So, what does this mother want to do?

Before Brand could remember, the other party's father had already rushed forward, with his eyes closed, he directly rushed into Brand's waist.

Brand suddenly fell to the ground.

The young father never thought that he would be able to defeat a hidden martial artist, and he was stunned on the spot. Originally, he planned to exchange his life for the time for his wife and children to escape, so he never thought that it would be now this situation.

Brand sat on the ground, frowned and rubbed his slightly sore waist and abdomen, and seemed to blame him a little: "What's the matter with you? You bumped into me all of a sudden."

The child's father was stunned on the spot and hadn't reacted yet, even the wife and children who were hiding in the cellar were also stunned on the spot.The child has stopped crying. He always feels that the current atmosphere is a bit wrong, and he tries hard to turn his head to see what happened.

"Mother..." The child's voice was so soft that Brand couldn't help but feel softer.

Brand thought he was not an indifferent Zerg, so when he saw the little life, he still felt inexplicable emotion.

After all, he is also the Zerg who is about to become "father".

Oh, no, if he is on the planet Tronde, he should be the male father.

Thinking of this, Brand's eyes couldn't help softening a lot. He looked at the child, as if he was looking at a cub that was about to be born in the arms of his female monarch.

The young father and mother immediately noticed Brand's slightly soft gaze. Although they could feel that there was no hostility in the other's gaze, they couldn't help but become vigilant.

"Alas..." Brand immediately sensed their thoughts. He stood up, gently patted the dust on his white robe, and then raised his head to comfort them. "Don't worry, I'm just an ordinary person, not the hidden martial artist you think."

The other party obviously didn't believe it.

And the voice just heard was transmitted again at this time.

"Why should we trust you?"

Brand raised his hand helplessly. This action obviously touched the young couple's nerves again, and they became alert again. The mother seemed a little nervous, and she didn't know her strength for a while, but it hurt her child.

"It hurts..." The child was very good, even though the mother hurt him and didn't cry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The young mother immediately relaxed her strength as if startled, and began to comfort her child. Her eyes were full of pity, even though her cheeks were covered by dirt, but Bu Rand could still see through the eyes of the other party how much she loved the child.

"First." Brand gave them examples one by one. "I didn't dodge the young father's attack just now, and I even fell to the ground all of a sudden. This is one of the reasons."

"Hmph, that might have been on purpose on your part." The angry man snorted, apparently still in disbelief.

Brand sighed, and continued: "Let's put it this way, although I saw the food on the table after I came here, I could guess that there must be someone here before, but I didn't find you immediately after that, right? "

"That doesn't mean you're not a hidden martial artist." Although the other party said that, it was obvious that his voice was much softer.

—He had begun to doubt his sixth sense.

Brand continued his efforts. "Also, even if I'm really a Hidden Warrior, then I must have the power to destroy you, but I haven't attacked you until now. Haven't I explained something very important?"

When he said this, everyone present was slightly shaken.

Brand calculated that there should be seven or eight people in this inn. Excluding the family just now, there are still three or four people hiding in the dark.

One of them in the dark already knew the sound, but the other two didn't understand it at all.

Brand thought about it for a while before continuing to persuade the other party. "I'm just here to find relatives, and I just want to find a place to stay at the moment."

"I'm just like you."

"You are lying!"

Immediately after Brand finished his previous sentence, the other party spoke again. This time his reply was much more certain than last time, and he even had a kind of confidence that he was determined to win - that kind of confidence made Brand feel quite fascinated. .

Since the Hidden Warrior would hurt them, wouldn't it be better if he wasn't a Hidden Warrior?

Why do you have to add the title of "hidden warrior" to him? Isn't this just looking for trouble and embarrassing yourself?

But the most important thing now is not to think about what is going on in this person's mind. The current plan is to appease everyone in the inn first, so that he can continue with his next work.

The other party yelled immediately after yelling that sentence: "You said that you are looking for relatives. It is very stupid. Now, no one outside knows that Los Angeles is very dangerous. There is almost no way out. How can there be such a thing as you?" You fool, do you still want to put your head on the guillotine?"

What this person said was indeed reasonable, but Brand shook his head and said, "Only people in the martial arts world know about Los Angeles. How can ordinary people like me know so much? I came to Los Angeles all the time, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, and I'm still irritated."

"Then why did you come in?!" The other party was aggressive.

Brand sighed helplessly. "I don't want to come in either, but... I don't have to worry about it anymore. Between starvation and sleeplessness, I have to..."

After saying this, the young couple immediately believed it. They smiled wryly, shook their heads at Brand, and said, "Brother, your luck is too bad."

"Yes." Brand nodded, accepting the other party's evaluation.

The wife of the young couple came over with her child and said to Brand, "I'm sorry just now, we were too nervous, and you know that Los Angeles is not peaceful now."

"I understand." Brand expressed his understanding.

"So, I don't know your name yet." The young husband was rather hearty. Now that he knew that Brand was not an enemy, he immediately opened his heart. After all, in this situation, multiple friends are also multiple supporters.

"My name is Fei Jie." Brand came up with an ordinary name at his fingertips.

"Hello Brother Fei." The young husband smiled, and then introduced his wife and children to Brand. "My name is Zhang Quanli, and this is my wife—Lin Zihan, and my son—Zhang Yihe."

"Brother Fei." Lin Zihan is a very gentle woman, at this moment she nodded slightly, and greeted Brand with her child. "Yihe, call me uncle."

"Uncle!" Seeing that her parents had already shaken hands with this strange uncle, Yihe immediately revealed her childlike nature. "Uncle, are you a thief?"

"Hi!" Lin Zihan immediately covered Yihe's mouth, and then taught a lesson: "How can you talk to uncle like that?"

"Isn't it!" Yihe was a little emotional, grabbed her mother's hand and pushed it away.

"It's okay." Brand waved his hand and smiled helplessly. "It's also me who just took your food and planned to eat it... After all, I'm too hungry."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Quanli immediately walked up, put his arms around Brand's shoulders, and greeted him warmly. "Let's eat together. Yihe, this is my treat to your uncle. Uncle is not a thief."

"Oh." Yihe Nao couldn't understand, but since his father said so, he wouldn't regard this strange uncle as a thief for the time being.

"What about the others?" Sitting at the table, Brand asked casually as soon as he picked up his rice bowl.

Zhang Quanli speaks quickly. "The other party probably doesn't believe you yet, don't worry, they are all good people, don't worry too much."

Brand nodded.

He wasn't particularly worried about this, since Zhang Quanli said so, he was relieved.

"Hey! Don't eat vegetables all the time, eat more meat." Zhang Quanli saw that Brand only picked up vegetables, so he couldn't help but help him add more vegetables. "Now there are not many people in this inn, but all the things are kept, and you can eat for nothing."

Brand was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help thinking: This kid still says I'm a thief, so his parents are the real thieves, okay?

But this kind of troubled times is obviously not a question of whether to steal or not. The most important thing now is to fill the stomach. Los Angeles is so chaotic, how can there be time to take care of such trivial matters?

The four of them ate and drank happily, and Zhang Quanli said that he would take Brand up to find an empty house to live in, but at this moment, there was a small sound at the door.

"Is there... is there... is there... anyone?"