Chapter 511 Restart
Dean's eyes turned red again as he said angrily, "He clearly wants you dead."
Antonio knew the reason, but the little master he loved had a very good relationship with his father. From a father's perspective, he could understand the idea of planning for his son, so he agreed without hesitation.
"Aren't I alive now? I don't want to think about those things," Antonio said to try to divert the child's attention. "This time, I spent all my savings to invite my friends along."
"Master, are you afraid of hardship?"
Dean raised his chin and snorted, then he grabbed a handful of cards from his body and threw them on the bed, saying generously, "I will support you."
Antonio laughed loudly and held the young master in his arms with one hand.
The death of several members of the Wilson family kept Dean's father, Old Man Li, busy for a while, and Antonio had a lot of time to hang out with Dean.
The young master was not easily tempted, and I couldn't bear to see him sad, so he often skipped classes.
Antonio could only teach him some things that were more suitable for Lao Li's business in the villa, such as shooting, close combat and some escape techniques.
Because he was injured, the two of them had very little intimate interaction. On the day when his wounds were healing, they spent the whole night together, and then they met Old Li who was attracted by the teacher's notice of skipping class.
Looking at his son who was weak and exhausted, and obviously overexerted, Old Li pointed his gun directly at Antonio's forehead.
When killing Wilson, the rival of Old Li, Antonio had already assumed that Dean and he were in a legitimate relationship with his consent, so whatever happened was within normal range.
Seeing the results that he and his partner had brought back after escaping death, Old Li actually felt like going back on his word and his face immediately darkened.
He immediately wanted to reach out and grab the gun. With so many years of experience on the front line, it would be easy for him to subdue Old Li.
But just before he stretched out his hand, it seemed as if some force stopped him.
He was very polite and even humbled himself as he said, "I'm very sorry, Dean has been learning fighting and firearms recently. The plan I made is a bit heavy, and he wants to persist in showing you the results, and his body can't take it."
Old Li looked suspiciously at Antonio and Dean, and sneered distrustfully, "Dean is learning how to fight with firearms?"
He knew how his son had been pampered, which made him unbearable at one point.
"Your son, of course, is not bad." Antonio flattered him appropriately and quickly took the man out of the bedroom.
After a round of tea and flattery, the future father-in-law was finally sent away, but Old Li also asked Dean for a chance to show himself.
Old Li really understood Dean. This little guy really couldn't endure hardship. Even when a shooter was hurt by the recoil, he would cry and ask for a kiss. It was not easy to make Old Li see the results.
He thought for a while and decided to use green tea to attack when Dean woke up.
green tea?
Antonio looked at the tea on the table that he had just served to Old Li and touched his hair. What did this mean?
He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have learned it from someone.
Who is it?
Antonio narrowed his eyes and felt like he had forgotten something.
"David?" Dean's hoarse voice sounded.
Antonio immediately ran towards the bedroom with a hint of sadness on his face.
After serving the young master some water, he realized that his expression was not right. "What's wrong with you?"
"Your father has been here," Antonio said sadly, "and he still doesn't agree with us being together."
Seeing the young master about to struggle to get up, Antonio pushed him back into the bed and said, "He said that true soul mates progress together with their lovers, and you haven't made any progress at all following me."
"Who said that? I've been..." Dean stretched out his hand and made a gun-holding gesture, and exaggerated without hesitation, "I never miss a shot."
Under Antonio's silent gaze, Dean put down his hand awkwardly and said unhappily, "What does he want to do?"
"He hopes to see me help you improve," Antonio said, putting himself in a very low position, "Baby, I am willing to give up my life for you, but I don't want you to suffer for me. Gunmanship and fighting are not that easy, you..."
He looked at Dean distressedly, his lips moving as if he was about to say something decisive, but was too heartbroken to say it, "We..."
He held the young master tightly in his arms, with warm water dripping from his back. Dean's whole body stiffened, and he struggled to look at him, but Antonio held him tightly in his arms, his voice hoarse and choked, "Baby, I can't bear to leave you."
"...You're crying" Dean was stunned.
Antonio didn't answer. He was squeezing the wound on his arm hard, trying to make the blood dripping from the gaping wound turn into tears. After all, the last time he cried in his memory was probably more than ten years ago.
In the silent silence, Dean seemed to have made a decision, "I can learn it. I am my father's only son and will take over the family business in the future. These are the skills that I must master."
"You have to learn sooner or later." He pried open Antonio's arms, saw Antonio's red eyes, tilted his head and kissed him, "Why not start now?"
Antonio looked at the young master and couldn't help but kiss him deeply.
As Antonio said, Dean did learn how to shoot, but his ability to respond was extremely poor. With him as the coach personally teaching him, and Dean's sudden determination, everything went very smoothly.
Old Li must have heard the news from his subordinates, so he didn't come to look for the two of them again. He even provided them with a more suitable place as if nothing had happened.
During a wild hunting organized by his family, when Dean's slender body dragged back a leopard he had just killed, the head of the group, Old Li, watched the surveillance video sent by his subordinates and saw with his own eyes how this pampered son went from long-range mobile shooting to close combat and finally successfully killed the leopard. For the first time, he smiled with satisfaction at Antonio and said, "Not bad."
Everyone saw the change in Dean. When Old Li started to let Antonio get involved in business matters, Antonio inexplicably developed a sense of crisis.
This feeling made him store a lot of weapons, food, oil and other supplies in advance. Not long after, the end of the world came and zombies were rampant.
Relying on Antonio's advance preparations, Old Li led his team to build the first stable base. Dean was still the young master who lived a leisurely life every day, without having suffered any hardship or pain.
When the sun was shining brightly, he would look down from the window with a happy look in his eyes, just like when they first met.
It’s just that what was done secretly at that time has become open and aboveboard.
**
At this time, Lu Weiyi returned to the house in Wutong City.
Apart from occasional screams, the entire community was desolate and devoid of its former bustle. People who liked to take their kids for a walk downstairs had disappeared without a trace, and occasionally one could see alert and frightened faces through the slightly floating curtains.
Lu Weiyi's memory still lingers on the scene where he realized that he could not control the supernatural powers in his body, so he asked Ning Yuan, who was close to him, to leave quickly. The things in his sight seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where they were.
After feeling the surging power in his body, he felt a little more at ease. He looked around and walked towards the room upstairs.
After walking through each room, I finally saw a childish and cold face in the master bedroom.
Lu Weiyi paused, touched his cheek, and looked at the dressing mirror on the side. It was empty and there was no figure.
Just as I was surprised, there was a knock on the door downstairs.
The sleeping person was awakened by the knock on the door. He stared at the empty roof with lifeless eyes, and closed his eyes again after a moment.
"Go open the door." Lu Weiyi had already "seen" the anxious Zhuang Mingxu outside the door, and "heard" the knock on the neighbor's door. After getting no response, the people in the team following him whispered to each other, silently asking with their eyes whether the person inside was dead.
No one answered, and the knocks on the door became more and more urgent. The dusty man had a gloomy face. He took a few steps back and kicked the door hard.
"Brother, brother, this is a fucking iron door, not a wooden one," Ning Yuan shouted, his eyes flipping over the doormat. He opened the fire hydrant and fumbled for a while, then took out a key and raised his eyebrows at Zhuang Mingxu.
Zhuang Mingxu ignored him, quickly opened the door, looked around, and ran towards the bedroom upstairs. His companions who came with him immediately followed his steps.
"Xiao...Yi?" Zhuang Mingxu paused for a moment between the sleeping beauty on the bed and the "person" beside the bed. He looked at the person beside the bed with a puzzled look. In the end, he just looked at the person beside the bed with doubt and vigilance. He walked forward and picked up the person who was looking at him blankly on the bed. "Who are you?"
Lu Weiyi opened his mouth, his eyes glanced at the person he was holding in his arms, and he didn't say a word.
He looked at the people who were traveling with him. In addition to Ning Yuan, there were Li Mingli, Li Mingyue and two unfamiliar faces. Following at the end was Antonio with a gloomy face. The one who was tightly wrapped around him like a baby, with only a little yellow hair on his head showing, should be Dean.
Lu Weiyi looked at this vaguely familiar configuration and felt that this was the scene from the early days of the apocalypse in his previous life.
With memories from two lifetimes, he has become a little vague about what happened back then.
"Mingxu, who are you asking?" Ning Yuan arranged for the others to take a rest, search for supplies at home, and prepare food. Then he turned to look at Zhuang Mingxu, who was choosing clothes without even putting him down.
"He..." Zhuang Mingxu was halfway through his words when he noticed the empty fitting mirror. His incredulous gaze moved between Lu Weiyi and the mirror twice before he suppressed the shock in his heart.
Looking at Ning Yuan who seemed to notice nothing, Zhuang Mingxu felt that he was the only one who could see the "person" in front of him.
He looked at the familiar figure, thinking about it and eliminating it one by one in his mind. While paying attention to Lu Weiyi's actions, he helped the person in his arms put on his clothes and explained to him the current situation in the outside world.
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