"You sew this for me, and I will give you needlework later."

Ignoring the horrified looks of others, the boy took off his shirt, jacket and trousers. Fortunately, he had a green vest and large pants underneath which were enough to prevent him from being exposed.

"I used to know that these were all personal things!" I roared in my heart. The boy's name was Fang Chen, and he was from Shanxi, China.

He went to a junior college and worked for three years, doing planning and publicity in a private enterprise. One day, an unknown virus broke out in the country, causing his only relative to die of illness. Fang Chen was so depressed that he could not cheer up.

"I want to go abroad!"

He spent half his life doing nothing, and spent all the savings he had saved on his mother's medical treatment. He originally planned to go abroad to relax, but due to an attack by non-local armed forces, his flight back home was delayed.

It seems that due to luck, he met a noble person in his life and became a mercenary.

It has been ten years since then. When he was thirty-seven years old, he received a mission to assassinate an important person in a certain place, when a missile dropped from the sky.

When he opened his eyes again, he had changed. His hands and feet had become what they were when he was a child. At first, he thought he had been captured by a notorious country for a secret experiment. After he calmed down, he saw the groups of refugees in front of him.

Judging from the tone and accent, they must be from China, but their dress is a bit surprising.

"Time travel? Or a time and space tunnel?"

Not understanding this, he lowered his head and discovered that the piece of white jade Guanyin on his chest that his mother had given him when he was fifteen had completely turned into a black stone.

"Mother, did you protect me again?"

After tightening the threads of his underwear, first to ensure that he would not be exposed, and then relying on the personal equipment that he had traveled with him, Fang Chen planned to gain a foothold here first.

"An AWM, a Sand Eagle, two hundred rounds of ammunition, three grenades, and two bags of military rations..."

He originally planned to carry it all on his back, but it turned out that he overestimated his current physical condition and couldn't lift it with his hands or carry it on his shoulders.

"It's too heavy. It seems I can't take them all away for the time being..."

I dug a hole on the spot with military thorns, buried the backpack materials in it, and waited to come back to get it when I had time. I made a mark on the spot that I only understand.

Then I watched Qiao Jin climb up a dead tree and prepare to take a rest, but found that some people started to quarrel. A group of big men bullied a woman? And she brought a child with her?

"Do you want to take care of it? But, look at that child, he is so pitiful, how about..."

He originally planned to ignore the matter and ignore it, but when he saw the little woman desperately protecting her child, he was slightly touched.

"Mom, if you saw my son like this, would you scold me?"

With a wry smile, he jumped down from the tree branch and killed two people with his pistol, shocking the refugees.

"Wait here, no one dares to touch you, otherwise I will find a way to send him to see the King of Hell!"

After looking threateningly at everyone around him, Fang Chen handed the coat and trousers to the little woman, turned around and walked away.

"Wait...wait, civilian woman, civilian woman is with the benefactor."

The young woman was worried that her benefactor would be far away and no one would take care of her. She quickly picked up her child and followed Fang Chen with her clothes and pants.

Fang Chen turned around and took a look without saying anything else. After all, his current observation showed that this place was not peaceful!

As for the guys who just snatched the child, they all sat on the ground and booed, not daring to express any dissatisfaction.

"The magic...the evildoer..."

Of course, just whisper it to yourself. If you shout it out and the evildoer hears it and retaliates against you, that won't be a good idea.

As for what to eat? Come on, there are two corpses of big men on the ground now. Although they are a little thinner, they are still hungry, right?

Fang Chen took the big one and the small one and walked west for about a kilometer, then came to an old tree, took out the military thorn and gave it to the woman.

"Dig out my stuff."

The woman was startled at first and saw her benefactor taking out a dagger and hurriedly protected her daughter. But when the benefactor finished speaking, she realized that she had misunderstood.

"yes......"

The little girl held on to the little woman's arm tightly, her eyes filled with tears, and she pursed her lips, not daring to cry.

Fang Chen looked distressed, "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

The woman's body trembled, "Replying to my benefactor, Mrs. Liu, this is a little girl who has not yet been named. She is over three years old."

This tone... and this timbre... Fang Chen looked at the little woman in surprise, "How old are you this year?"

"My benefactor, this woman is twenty-eight years old this year..." Hesitantly glanced at Fang Chen who was in a daze, and the little woman continued digging.

A 28-year-old wife and a three-year-old child, my God, where on earth have I come?

A sixteen-year-old woman gave birth at the age of thirteen? It’s a miracle that she survived!

After thinking wildly for a while, the little woman had already dug out Fang Chen's backpack.

"Benefactor, look, is this it?"

Fang Chen nodded, opened his backpack, and sorted his things again.

"You must carry guns and bullets, and grenades... bring them too, trouble!"

He took out two bags of military rations and threw one of them to the little woman, "This is food. You and your daughter can be full, no problem."

The woman was so happy that she opened her mouth and bit her, but Fang Chen was frightened.

"Wait a minute, you finally unpacked it!"

After rummaging for a while, I didn't know where my water bottle had gone. Didn't I bring it with me when I traveled through time?

I scratched my head a little irritably, and suddenly remembered something. I reached into the middle of my backpack and touched it carefully for a while.

"Hey, I almost forgot, this thing can't be wasted!"

What the hell? Soldiers, especially mercenaries, often carry some condoms on themselves as backup. This does not mean what they are going to do, but this condom has hundreds of functions and is diverse!

As for whether there is anything wrong with being seen by this little woman? Pull her down, she doesn't even know what the use is!

Gangdan brand covers are Fang Chen’s favorite. After all, everyone likes the ones that don’t leak and are extremely sturdy!

"One...two...bastards! Thomas, you bitch, you must have stolen my things. There were supposed to be ten, but now there are only six. You old guy, sooner or later you will die in a woman's belly."

superior!"

He smiled and cursed, but tears appeared in his eyes. He came alone and went alone. He was afraid that his most trusted comrade would never be able to see him again.

"Well... benefactor..."

"Um?"

Turning around, he saw that the little woman was about to cry but had no tears. After working on it for a long time, the soldier ration bag was deformed and she was not seen opening it.

Fang Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, which disrupted his sorrow just now.

"Come on, let me tell you, this is how you can open this thing!"

In front of her, he opened the military rations and found that there were only four small bags in total.

Two bags of chocolate biscuits, a large bag of potatoes and beef and a bag of instant rice.

Just make it casually and there won't be any fragrance coming out. After all, if the fragrance spreads for miles as soon as you eat it, those mercenaries will take the pill sooner or later.

After telling her how to eat this food, I looked around with my peripheral vision. It seemed that some refugees had noticed and were slowly approaching here.

Holding a piece of dead grass in his mouth, Fang Chen lifted up the sand eagle. Do you really think I have a good temper?
Chapter completed!