Upon hearing the news that Pang Yungui had stepped down, Luo Ying finally opened his tightly closed eyes.
But when he saw the situation clearly, Luo Ying actually had the urge to poke his own eyes out for the first time.
After four or five days of darkness, everyone finally sees the light again.
But the light in front of him came from two lanterns, and the person in front of him did not look like a good person.
"If you don't want to communicate with me, then just pick someone at random!"
Luo Ying stared at them blankly, obviously not yet reacting.
The first person looked at him inscrutable.
The second man stared at him with great interest.
The last one looked at him intently.
The one in front of him was the scariest. He blinked with a smile and asked him to choose one as soon as he opened his mouth.
But what should he choose? Luo Ying glanced around at the four people helplessly, unable to find anyone who looked like a good person.
In the end, he could only stretch out his hand tremblingly, pointing at Zhao Xun and saying, "Just choose him!"
Zhao Xun was speechless. He could guess what Luo Ying was thinking from his expression.
It's just picking on the weak. He's the weakest, smallest, and easiest to bully among the four.
Han Zeyu gave Luo Ying an approving look.
"You have good taste, kid. You chose my shopkeeper and bookkeeper instead of the one with super high martial arts skills from the Imperial Academy and the Dali Temple."
Zhao Xun held his head high and chest out, indicating that he was very proud of his ordinary self.
Seeing Luo Ying's dumbfounded look, Zhao Xun felt particularly relieved. His big brother Han was so awesome!
Han Zeyu was so kind-hearted that he enthusiastically suggested, "Give you a chance to choose again."
Luo Ying looked at the few people again and felt that the one with the highest fighting power must be the strong Tiezhu.
The person on duty at the Dali Temple should be the serious and solemn Su Shien.
Then the person in front of him should be an official from the Hanlin Academy.
Tiezhu was about to speak out a retort when Han Zeyu slapped him in the face and knocked him to the ground.
"Don't explain, just let this beautiful misunderstanding continue!"
Just imagine, how does it feel for a student with sports expertise who has just met the admission score line for academic subjects to be mistaken for a liberal arts student at Peking University, a top university?
He never thought that Han Zeyu could enjoy such treatment in his lifetime.
Oh, Heaven! Oh, Earth! Let the misunderstanding come even harder!
Luo Ying looked embarrassed. He really had no idea how to judge people. No wonder he ended up like this.
It would be fine if I was just stupid, but his disappearance might have affected my sister and mother...
Thinking of this, Luo Ying hugged her knees and sobbed.
Just now he was still wondering why this group of people suddenly showed up. Did they want to kill people to silence them?
After the banter just now, he felt that those people didn't seem to have much ill intentions, at least they didn't want to kill him.
His sister went crazy, his father died, he suffered inhuman torture, and his mother and sister are still missing.
Luo Ying cried louder and louder, so loud that an echo appeared in the empty basement.
Han Zeyu and Tiezhu raised their hands to indicate that it had nothing to do with them and that the man was crying on his own.
Su Shien wisely took a step back. This was a young man, he had to abide by his duties, keep his distance, and not comfort him blindly.
Zhao Xun looked at the three people retreating one after another and sighed helplessly.
He often felt inferior because he could not keep up with the main group.
Zhao Xun walked forward resignedly, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Luo Ying without saying any words of comfort. He felt that being able to cry was a good thing.
The other person was crying like that, and Han Zeyu felt embarrassed to bully the child anymore. He thought about it and decided to talk about it tomorrow!
Luo Ying regained his freedom. This time no one tied him up, no one restricted his freedom, and Han Zeyu even said that he could leave at any time.
The sudden change left Luo Ying at a loss. Should he leave? But where could he go?
Pang Yungui was suspended from his job, and his father would definitely not have an easy life without his support.
Luo Ying felt relieved when he thought about the evil old man Pang living a life of hunger and cold.
But while he felt relieved, when he thought of Ning Yuanchen who was still at large, he knew that the shackles on him had not been completely removed.
Ning Yuanchen has the Wu'an Marquis Mansion as his backing, so it is impossible for him to bring him down.
Sadly, he didn't even have the chance to get close to Ning Yuanchen, and even if he wanted to die with him, he couldn't find any opportunity.
Should I cooperate with them? If I succeed, I might even find out the whereabouts of my mother and sister.
I want to see them alive or dead. Even if they are really gone, I will go down and reunite with my family.
If his sister and mother were still alive, he should give it a try.
Only by letting Ning Yuanchen get the retribution he deserves can I avenge my sister and father.
While daydreaming, Luo Ying finally fell asleep exhausted.
Han Zeyu poked his head out from the wall and saw that Luo Ying was sleeping unsteadily. He must have just experienced a fierce ideological struggle.
Han Zeyu decided to change his strategy, from being proactive to being passive, and wait for Luo Ying to ask them for help.
Without any mental burden, Han Zeyu slept particularly soundly, but was still woken up by Su Shien the next day.
"Aren't you going to see Xiao Hei today?"
Han Zeyu thought vaguely that the guy might be so happy that he would not want to leave.
"Go ahead! I haven't slept enough yet. I just dreamed that Xiao Hei brought a little mare back home. We're going to have a house full of children soon. I'm even going to open a ranch."
Su Shien covered Han Zeyu with the quilt again and said, "Then go back to sleep. Let's raise the pillow a little higher. You can dream about anything."
Before Han Zeyu could react, Su Shien had already fled decisively.
Han Zeyu scoffed at this: "Short-sighted. Since I'm dreaming anyway, I'll naturally dream a high-end one."
"For example, Han Zeyu, the gold miner, dug with a shovel and found a large box filled with supernatural crystal cores. He used the crystal cores to upgrade his library, unified the six kingdoms, and became invincible."
"For example, bounty hunter Han Zeyu has captured all of his country's most wanted criminals, earning countless bounties and has already begun expanding his business into other countries."
"For example, Master Qingbai's series of books sold out, countless fans went crazy for them, and people emptied the streets just to get their hands on his works as soon as possible. The unscrupulous businessman Lin Jing fell to his knees and shouted, 'Master, this book is amazing! Master, you are a real talent!'"
Han Zeyu put his hands on his hips, looked up to the sky and roared, but ended up waking up with laughter.
Han Zeyu kicked and kicked wildly, rolling on the bed in anger.
I immediately dreamed that he and Su Shien traveled all over the country, stepped onto countless rivers and mountains, checked in countless scenes, and unlocked various postures.
I'm so disappointed. I should sleep a little longer!
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