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Uncle, try this, mom made it for you.

Uncle, uncle, why can't children eat seafood?

Uncle, I want to eat oysters too, I want to eat, I want to eat...

A pair of chopsticks knocked on his forehead mysteriously, and the noisy Tongtong fell silent instantly.

Don't make trouble, only adults can eat it, children will suffer from indigestion. Yalan nonsense seriously.

Qin Yu nodded seriously with a straight face.

Seeing that both of them said that, Tong Tong completely gave up thinking about it.

Tongtong took two mouthfuls of rice vigorously, thinking, 'When I grow up, I will eat it every day! '

After finishing the meal as quickly as possible, Tongtong put both hands on the table, staring at Qin Yu seriously with wide eyes.

The eyes are clearly full of 'Uncle, hurry up and go out to play! '

Embarrassed by him, Qin Yu finished eating in twos and said with a smile: Okay, let's go now.

Little Huihui, let's go!

Tongtong raised his right hand and pointed forward, and Xiao Huihui rushed out with a 'swoosh', and ran towards the back door.

Chasing and fighting around the grove, Qin Yu and Tong Tong played hide-and-seek.

The joyful laughter lasted until late at night. Yalan stood in front of the terrace and called the two by their names: Qin Yu, Tongtong, Tongtong, it's time to go home and sleep.

Here we come, Mom.

Tongtong, covered in sweat, ran out of the woods, when a black figure pounced on him, shouting, I got it.

Ah~ giggling... Tong Tong, who was held in Qin Yu's arms, laughed and trembled all over.

Yalan stood on the terrace, stroking her belly with her hands, a motherly smile appeared on her face.

She is willing to trade everything for this kind of life.

Don't move, if you continue to make trouble with uncle, you will be playing.

No, hahaha.

Mom, help!

Look at my supernatural powers, you little villain, don't even try to run away.

Ah, mom...

Hearing the commotion in the bathroom, Ya Lan stepped forward and said jokingly, Hey, stop fighting, you two, you're not kids.

I'm just a child? Tongtong said innocently.

I'm just a child! Qin Yu followed suit.

Hi! Yalan smiled helplessly.

These two people are getting more and more noisy, can you save yourself from worrying!

The sound of the water disappeared, and Tongtong ran to the room wrapped in a bath towel with a hat on.

Tongtong, do you want your mother to help you dress?

No, don't come in, I'm a big kid.

Okay, Tongtong is a big kid now. Yalan laughed and stopped talking.

Then the bathroom door opened again, and Qin Yu came towards him wrapped in a white towel.

The hair and chest covered with water droplets exude a golden luster under the light, like a god walking out of Greek mythology.

Boom, boom, boom~

Her heart beat faster, and Yalan turned her head away with a red face.

What, are you shy? Qin Yu whispered against her ear.

No way, who would be shy, not a little girl. Yalan pretended to be calm, but her hands were at a loss as to what to do with her clothes.

That bewildered little girl look is not to mention how attractive!

Old husband and wife, why are you shy, come on! He raised his hands forward and hugged Ya Lan in his arms.

Qin Yu shouted to Tongtong's room: Tongtong, go to bed early!

Good night uncle,

good night mom.

Good night.

Footsteps walking towards the master bedroom, snap~

The door is closed!

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【Time Management Master】Worthy of the title of Master.

Even Brother Yu himself admired himself for his planning of time.

Why am I so powerful? After Yalan fell asleep satisfied, Qin Yu drove the poison and set off again against the moonlight.

In the middle of the winter night, everything dies.

In addition to the street lights on the empty streets, even the taxis waiting for customers in front of the bar turned off their lights and stopped.

Poison drove steadily into the path in front of the club and parked the car.

Qin Yu looked at the brightly lit club and knocked on the door, Young Master Qin, you are here.

Thank you. Qin Yu handed the specially brought Hua Zi to the other party, and Qin Yu went straight to the boat.

Half an hour later, the Rhapsody Paradise sailed out of the port and headed for the open sea.

Han Jia, who was resting in the master cabin, did not notice the movement of the hull at all.

This huge ship is like a small island floating on the sea.

The high quality brought by the high price, and its stability is more reliable than that of the island, until the hatch door makes a slight sliding sound.

Han Jia, who hadn't slept well, suddenly opened his eyes: Who is it?

it's me.

Qin Yu turned on the light, looked at the sleepy Han Jia on the bed and said, Who else can come up except me.

Scared me. Han Jia patted his chest and said with a smile, Who knows if your boat is safe or not.

Don't worry, the only unsafe factor on this ship. Qin Yu pointed to himself proudly.

Is this something to be proud of? Han Jia asked angrily.

Qin Yu tugged at the neckline, unbuttoned the third button, and said with a smirk all over his body, What about now?

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On the other side of the ocean, the war is developing towards the unknown.

The white house, which was already powerless to resist, suddenly had a powerful force.

Fort Dirk created a new mutant, joining the battlefield to disrupt the direction of the war.

This group of mutants who have just joined the war not only have powerful abilities, but also have subtle control and use of radiation.

Controlling the use of radiation pollution is an ability that mutants shouldn't have.

But it really happened!

Moreover, after killing a mutant, there is a crystal like a magic core in his body.

Alien!

Compress the power of the whole body into crystals, and assimilate together with the radiation pollution in the body.

Not only shielding oneself from the effects of radiation, but also possessing the terrifying ability to manipulate radiation pollution.

The evolution direction of these guys is moving closer to the alien race.

It is no longer accurate to describe them as new humans.

They should be called aliens, right!

However, even with the addition of these alien races, the scale of victory is still in the hands of BlackRock.

The [Assaulters] that are constantly pouring into the battlefield and the [Titans] that sweep everything, overwhelming the aliens.

At every critical moment, the foreign races must die together to stop the progress of [Titan].

And they often have to pay a price that is several times higher than that of the other party, and it takes more than a dozen casualties to replace a [Titan].

But one side is 'recycled resources', and the other side is the scarce development type.

It is clear at a glance which is better and which is worse!

In any case, the emergence of alien races brings more uncertainty to the war.

More importantly, the attitude of the East Coast Morgan Los Santos consortium began to become ambiguous due to the appearance of alien races.

According to information gathered by BlackRock, Fort Decker committed to the Morgan Los Santos consortium.

As long as you help them repel BlackRock's attack, you will share the method of 'alien evolution' with them.

Alien races have the characteristics of a thousand-year lifespan, which shakes the senior executives of the Morgan Los Santos consortium.

Immortals!

Throughout the ages, the ethereal dream that royal power and nobles have been pursuing is just right in front of them.

Iribela had to admit that it was her words.

It will also be shaken, which is understandable!

But it can't be changed, if things really develop to that point.

BlackRock's advantage will be evened out, and the next war will be difficult to fight.

Miss Elibella, Beizhou Laboratory has sent a communication!

The secretary's voice came from the answering machine, interrupting Ilibela's thoughts, Come in.

The light was dim, and a light appeared in front of my eyes, which opened to both sides like a folding fan.

Elibela!

Group Leader Jing.

Looking at the woman in the projection, Elibela asked fearfully, Does Leader Jing need any help?

No, it's you who needs help.

Jing Yuan embraced her arms, and said coldly and decisively: My people are coming soon, make good use of them.

Ilibela still wanted to ask more clearly, but the projection in front of her disappeared instantly.

What is this? Biting her lower lip, Elibela felt that she was being ignored.

However, she does have an affinity for the 'human' that Jing Yuan mentioned.

A man sent from a laboratory, a monster built for war?

Soon, Elibela's question was answered.

Looking at the nuns lined up in front of them, their heads were drooping, and they were silent like machines.

She was full of doubts in her heart: What are these?

However, Ilibela noticed the terrifying aura that they carried.

Just staring at each other, there is a sense of jittery uneasiness.

Therefore, they are indeed here to help themselves solve their problems.

Can you tell me your names? Ilibela asked.

Misery! The hoarse voices in unison made her heart beat faster.

I believe Team Leader Jing has already told you the purpose of sending you here, who can tell me how to deal with those active alien races?

Redemption! The nuns still lowered their heads.

Redemption? Elibela looked puzzled.

Without getting the answer she wanted, the nuns turned and walked towards the gate, and disappeared in a file.

Two hours later, Ilibela got the latest battle situation.

On the southeast battlefield, a group of aliens who wanted to attack the front line were intercepted and killed by the nuns.

All thirteen aliens from the enemy were wiped out, and our casualties were zero.

This record made Ilibela's face bloom, and the irritability of many days also dissipated.

Looking at the report in front of her, Ilibela murmured softly: How many cards does the company still hide??

This question troubles others as well.

Just like the mastermind behind Fort Decker, the real controller of the White House, is also suffering from this.

The research has finally made a breakthrough, and the new alien race is not only stronger than the mutants.

They can also control and use the power of radiation, which seems invincible to them.

Just thinking of using this to reverse the battlefield and launch a full-scale counterattack!

The other party sent a group of weak nuns to destroy their proud achievements.

Ah~

You fucked up, can you play, can you still play? ? ?

The white house's heart is broken, how can it be beaten.

If this continues, it will be a matter of time before we lose.

However, there is something more urgent than that, first find a safe place to evacuate.

In case the nuns came to kill them, how could the White House resist them only with its strength.

Although, the chance of this happening is not high, but even if it is only one in ten thousand, avoid making full preparations.

However, what makes them unwilling is how to defeat the enemy.

Is it really necessary to use nuclear weapons to drag the world into a frozen century?

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