Knock knock knock...
There was a sudden knock on the door.
"My good son-in-law is here."
Gu Chenlu smiled, stood up, got out of bed, walked to the door and opened it.
It was indeed Lu Yanchen outside, holding Song Chi, who was sleeping soundly with red eyes.
Gu Chen made way and pointed his chin towards the big bed, "Just put it next to my wife."
Lu Yanchen hummed, carried Song Chi into the room, gently placed him next to Song Yan, and said to Song Yan, "He didn't sleep very well."
"If he cries in his dream, pat him on the back."
"Well, I'll stay with him, you guys go and get busy."
Song Yan said, letting Song Chi sleep in his arms.
Lu Yanchen touched Song Chi's red eyes again before turning and leaving.
Gu Chen went into the bathroom and changed into his going-out clothes. He buttoned his sleeves and walked to the big bed. He bent down and kissed Song Yan, then rubbed Song Chi's head.
Song Yan hugged Song Chi, who was crying again, and whispered to Gu Chen beside the bed, "Come back after you clean up the underground black market base. I'm worried that Xiao Chi will feel even worse if she wakes up and doesn't see Lu Yanchen."
"Okay, we'll make quick work of it."
Gu Chen bent down and kissed Song Yan again, helped Song Yan and Song Chi pull up the quilt, then left the room and closed the door gently.
"Brother Dao, look, I told you, no one can withstand my drug-induced ability. I sleep like a dead pig."
The male psychic kicked a psychic sitting next to the fire as if he was seeking credit, with a smug look on his face.
"Okay, let's get down to business."
The scarred man walked quickly to the iron guardrail gate, took the key from the soldier, and opened the door.
The eight or nine underground black market psychics waiting outside saw the scarred man and cursed, "What a fucking delay!"
"Sorry, sorry, Brother Hu. It took quite a while to knock them out."
"Please come in, please come in."
The scarred man got out of the way.
"You're a smart kid."
The man called Brother Tiger walked through the iron gate and glanced at the soldiers and psychics sleeping on the ground around him. Then he looked at the two-story RVs lined up not far away, with the lights off, and asked the man with the scar, "Were the people in that RV the ones who looted the transit station near the capital?"
"Yes, Brother Tiger, that's them."
"They are very arrogant. You must teach them a lesson later."
"Tsk, I get it. They're just a bunch of lambs to be slaughtered."
Brother Hu spit out the toothpick in his mouth, put his hand on the belt, and raised his hand behind him, "Burn all the people on the ground."
"Don't move the RV. You might be able to sell it for a good price."
"yes."
The eight psychics behind him immediately stepped forward and raised their hands to release their fire abilities.
"Oh, what a big tone!"
Chu Fei suddenly appeared on the roof of the RV, looked at Brother Hu and the others at the iron guardrail door, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
The next second, Lu Yanchen, Gu Chen, Chu Li, Xiao Bo, and Jiang Moyan were all teleported to the roof of the car.
They looked down coldly at Brother Tiger and Scar Man, with the angry Little Seven, the eldest and second brothers, and the third and fourth brothers flying around them.
More than ten flying mutant zombies pretending to be dead immediately stood up, clenched their fists like Chu Fei, and laughed weirdly at Brother Hu and the others, with a look on their faces that said: Finally, some idiots come to our doorstep to be beaten.
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