I held Lao Zhao's son hostage and approached the exit bit by bit, while Lao Zhao and his group approached us tightly.

At this moment, this dim and enclosed underground parking lot is like an explosive barrel.

All that explosion requires is a little bit of sparks.

"You should let go of my son!"

Old Zhao was like a crazy angry beast, his eyes were full of rage, but his own flesh and blood fell on my hands, but he couldn't do it.

"Let's go!"

Feng Han opened the way behind me and moved the broken wooden boards that blocked the exit directly away with their supernatural powers. When a ray of sunlight shone in from outside, I finally saw the faces of Lao Zhao and others clearly.

pale.

The dry and shriveled face was pale without a trace of blood and her lips were dark and purple. It can be seen that most of them had been in the dark dungeon for a while, and only those who had not seen the sun for a long time would become like this.

When will this end?... I suddenly felt a chill in my heart. Lao Zhao and the others did this, although they could avoid the pursuit of the Superpower Administration.

The dog lives in the basement to accompany his family.

But is it really good to do this?

I fell to this point, and the living people are neither human nor ghost, and the ones who suffer with them are their own children... I glanced at the little guy in the corner of my arms.

He was only eleven or twelve years old, when he was in school, but at this age, he was restricted by all factors and lived in this place.

"Let him go!"

When we retreated to the cement tank on the construction site that had been shut down for a long time, Lao Zhao called out to me again.

At the same time, he was very smart and let his colleagues stop beside him.

Keeping a relatively safe distance from us, I winked at Feng Han beside me, and he nodded to me, indicating that he was ready to attack at any time.

"Brother Zhao, let me tell you, these two bastards must be ghosts sent by the Superpower Management Bureau!"

"Now, we are all killed!"

Due to the current living environment, although Lao Zhao and others are relatively united, the contradictions among them always exist.

Old Zhao roared: "Stop quarrel!"

Fortunately, as the foreman of these people, Lao Zhao's majesty still exists. After giving the order, the others immediately shut up.

Under Lao Zhao's gaze, I slowly put down the little guy in my arms.

"Bao, come here!"

Old Zhao Nianzi was anxious and waved to the child anxiously, but he did not dare to come forward rashly, for fear that I would attack his precious son.

"Um!"

However, after I put down Lao Zhao's son, although he nodded to his father, he did not do what his father said.

Instead, he raised his pale face, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the sun in the sky.

The warm sunlight shone on the little guy's face, and the little guy also smiled happily.

The dilapidated construction site, Lao Zhao and his group with white faces.

In sharp contrast to this innocent little guy at this time, I thought that after all the hardships over the years, my heart had been tempered as hard as iron and stone, but at this time, my heart felt a little painful.

After that heavy rain that affected the whole world.

Right and wrong, ethics and morality no longer seem so important. The rules and orders originally established by human society began to collapse after the emergence of the supernatural beings.

Although governments around the world are working hard to keep the country running.

But this is never a solution.

It is the purpose of Lao Zhao, the group of people who are hiding in a dark corner. In my eyes, doing this is a bit irresponsible to myself and my family. After all, how can such a life be lived by humans?

But for them, living a life of silence is the best choice.

Now, no one can say who is right or wrong.

"Abao!"

Lao Zhao called again, and this time, his precious son finally came to his senses, stepped apart, and ran into Lao Zhao's arms happily.

Lao Zhao hugged his son tightly, and tears flowed down his face.

The coworkers around Lao Zhao looked at Feng Han and me with fierce faces, eager to try.

"If the fight starts later, try not to fight and retreat while fighting!"

I whispered to Feng Han beside me: "Don't be stubborn, after all, our target is not them..."                                               

Feng Han does not have the glory of my humanity at this moment: "You don't plan to kill them, you are kind, but what about them?

Haven't you seen those guys look like?

If they get caught, we two may die without a complete body.”

I was a little stumped.

Feng Han is right. Although I don’t want to admit this, I understand it in my heart.

"Damn it, I think you two are tired of living!"

As I expected, when I returned Lao Zhao's son, these people had lost their only concerns and were ready to start attacking us.

"Slow down!"

Then at this moment, unexpectedly, Lao Zhao, who had my son hostage, stood up and said to us: "At the same time, people are falling into the world, let them go."

"But Brother Zhao!"

"Let them go!"

Lao Zhao's voice began to become irresistible: "The Superpower Administration has many eyeliners in the new district, and they will be discovered soon, and they will not have the best results at that time."

"But outsiders can't believe it!"

One of them quickly said, "If these two bastards expose our location, then we will inevitably get entangled with the Superpower Administration..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

Old Zhao's eyes slowly sank.

As someone who has been on the battlefield several times, I can clearly feel that an extremely strong murderous intent emerged from Lao Zhao at this moment.

This migrant worker who has been living for half his life...                                                        

After Lao Zhao said this, the workers who were planning to take action against us just now also lowered their heads. Under Lao Zhao's greeting, they walked back into the dark underground parking lot one by one.

When the cover of the entrance was closed again, I saw the look that Lao Zhao threw at me.

indifferent.

It also has a hint of warmth.
Chapter completed!