But look again, the sack on Bai Ling's back is sturdy and tenacious, not a single thread has moved.
"Can I go first?" Bai Ling is very strong and would be tired after carrying for so long, not to mention that she also needs to save time to practice "radio gymnastics".
How can I play the trial game with Li Jiaming here?
Although the strength of a first-level psychic is not that weak, it depends on who is saying it. Li Jiaming's small body relies on flexibility to win. Instead of increasing strength, it is better to increase his body's flexibility and speed.
Li Jiaming's expression immediately turned gloomy, and his dark face was full of embarrassment. To ease the feeling, he could only chuckle, but his smile was very stiff, more like a crying face.
Until he saw Bai Ling carrying the big package, her back completely covered, her face full of tears, he wanted to slap himself, he just felt stupid. He was just a water-based mutant, how could he compare his strength with her?
No, not even speed can compare to her. Comparing with her is just asking for trouble and a dead end.
I was pushing the cart full of goods with a mixture of laughter and tears, hoping to catch up quickly. But even with wheels, it couldn't handle the heavy load. Not to mention the effort it took to push the cart back, it was impossible to go any faster.
When his gaze finally shifted from Bai Ling's figure to the car, Li Jiaming was completely stunned. He looked at the things in the car in surprise. He had just taken a quick look, but he didn't expect there were so many things in the car?
This was completely beyond the scope of what they needed to collect. Why did she need so many things?
Adding to what she was carrying, it would have been impossible to tow it back without a large truck.
As soon as he pushed the car into the dealership, he saw that petite figure coming out like a gust of wind. He opened his mouth and wanted to call her, but she didn't look at him and walked past him. Soon, the figure disappeared again in the black curtain.
Li Jiaming quickly pushed the bike towards the motorcycle shop and said from a distance, "Zhenghao, does she want to clear out everything in this town?"
The sound of welding was much louder to Li Zhenghao than to Li Jiaming. But he raised his head, and a hint of smile crossed his serious and righteous eyes. "With so many things, she must have found a truck that could hold them all."
Then he stopped what he was doing, stood up, and waved to Li Jiaming, "Come over here and take a look at the car I modified." As if he had thought of something, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "If only we had more time!"
"What?" Li Jiaming had not yet walked over. The two of them were some distance apart, so Li Jiaming did not react.
"Nothing!" Li Zhenghao just smiled and opened the car door. "It's a pity that there are several high-performance cars outside that can't be used!"
Li Jiaming was about to get in the car when he heard Li Zhenghao say this. A look of surprise crossed his dark face. After getting into the car, he poked his head out, his featureless face facing Li Zhenghao. "It's not like you haven't seen good cars and luxury cars abandoned on the streets before, and you never cared about them. Why are you bringing this up now?"
Li Zhenghao pursed his lips and said nothing.
Li Jiaming saw Li Zhenghao's wheat-colored face full of sunshine. Li Zhenghao, who was well-known in the area, was acting out of character at this moment?
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