The little girl suddenly ran out of the room and stood on tiptoe to get a book from the bookshelf.
Zhang Wendong took out the book from the overcrowded bookcase and handed it to the little girl with a smile. "Here you go."
The hostess looked at her daughter helplessly and said angrily: "Didn't Mom tell you? You have to do your homework first before you can read the fairy tale book."
The little girl pouted and acted coquettishly: "Just let me watch it for ten minutes, okay? After watching it, I promise to complete my homework well."
The hostess had no choice but to take care of the child, so she pointed at the clock and said, "We agreed that we can only watch it for ten minutes. We must keep our word."
"Yeah!" the little girl ran back happily. When she passed by the door of her brother's room, she found that her brother was staring at the computer screen.
The young man's expression was shocked and nervous, and his fists were clenched tightly.
The little girl walked into the room, gently pulled the boy's sleeve, and said, "Brother, why don't you do your homework? If your mother sees you playing on the computer later, she will tell you something."
She looked at the boy's computer screen and suddenly said curiously: "Huh? Isn't this the uncle sitting outside?"
The picture that appeared on the computer screen was Li Tingwei's wanted order.
The boy quickly closed the door and pulled his sister to the corner of the room. "As soon as your brother goes out, you should hide under the bed. No matter what noise comes from outside, don't run out. Do you understand?"
The little girl couldn't help but panic when she saw her brother suddenly becoming serious. She asked with a tearful tone: "Brother, what's going on? Are those uncles outside bad people?"
"Shh!" The boy quickly covered her mouth. "Be good, it will be fine. Brother will protect you."
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Zhang Wendong stared at a book in the bookcase in ecstasy, and the memory of Sheng Kuang suddenly appeared in his mind. He saw the young Sheng crying in the bookstore, begging his mother to buy her a comic book.
At that time, Sheng's mother kept her face and scolded sternly: "How many comic books have you bought in the past few days? Don't buy any more!"
"Mom, children like to read these comics. Just buy her another one. Look at her crying like this. She can't even eat lunch when she comes back." Sheng Kuang's voice echoed in Zhang Wendong's mind.
"You know how to spoil your sister. Look at her, she is becoming more and more disobedient." Sheng's mother glared at her daughter and said, "This is the last one. You can't read so many comic books in the future.
You’re in second grade, it’s time to study hard, you know?”
Sheng held the comic book and laughed with satisfaction, his eyes still red.
Zhang Wendong recalled that scene and couldn't help but smile tenderly. He felt that the memories that remained in his mind were clear and real, as if he had really experienced it himself.
He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Then let's go back first and won't bother you any more."
"Then you go slowly." The male host breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that these people of unknown origin finally wanted to leave.
He trotted to the door and opened the door locks one after another.
Du Yiping looked at Zhang Wendong in disbelief and said, "Just left like that? It took a lot of effort for us to find these people with special abilities."
Zhang Wendong walked towards the door and said: "But they look like an ordinary family, and they should not have anything to do with ICV."
"You know people but don't know their hearts. Who knows where they come from?" Du Yiping lowered his voice and looked a little anxious.
The elderly couple looked at him and remained silent.
Zhang Wendong whispered: "There are two old people, two children, and a housewife here. What does icv want such a family? What use can they be put to?"
Du Yiping said: "Even if they are not icv people, they are real superpowers. Why don't you think of a way to get them to follow you? You had no scruples when you dragged a few of us into the water."
Li Tingwei gently pushed Du Yiping and urged: "Let's go quickly." Like Zhang Wendong, he did not want such a young child to be involved, nor did he want to break the family's peaceful life.
The male owner of the house saw them muttering at the door but not leaving, and couldn't help but be wary of them. He forced out a stiff smile, pointed to the door, and said, "Let's go slowly.
"
The young man who came to the living room stared at the backs of these people, his expression was extremely nervous, and cold sweat broke out in his hands. If they were all wanted criminals, why did they suddenly run to their home? Could it be that they were ICV victims?
People? Those guys are still there, and they want to use their powers to force their family to obey them?
The young man pursed his lips tightly, feeling a little excited. They had finally lived a peaceful life for several years, and they must not be ruined by those with evil intentions.
Zhang Wendong's cell phone rang. He answered the phone and heard a man's panicked voice. "Sorry, Mr. Zhang, people from the Security Bureau are here."
There were many people with supernatural powers who came with Zhang Wendong, but he was worried that these people would be too conspicuous when they walked into the community and would attract other people's attention, so he asked most people to help lookout near the community.
The few superpowers who were left at the door now discovered the members of the Security Bureau. They were all panicked and didn't know what to do.
Zhang Wendong's hand began to exert force involuntarily, and his fingertips turned a little white. What he feared finally happened.
He whispered: "You should hide well first, and be sure not to be discovered by them."
The young man standing behind him said quietly: "What are you talking about? Who don't you want to be discovered?"
Du Yiping also heard what Zhang Wendong just said. He didn't expect the guys from the Security Bureau to track them down so quickly, and he was as nervous as a drum.
Zhang Wendong walked to the kitchen window, lowered his head and looked out. He saw a familiar figure flashing past the building in front, and he didn't know where he hid. He knew that people from Team 13 were coming.
Zhang Wendong silently clenched his fists. Will he finally stand on the opposite side of his former companions?
"What happened?" the male owner of the house asked doubtfully, looking a little anxious. These people were obviously about to leave, but why did they suddenly become solemn after answering the phone and continued to look at them?
What is the origin of their stay?
Du Yiping looked at the corridor nervously, his face getting more and more ugly. He suddenly rushed to the door, slammed the door shut, and quickly locked the locks.
