"How did they discover us?" Snow Emperor still didn't react, but she also believed that Jiang Siming wouldn't be innocent.
"The power of technology!" Jiang Siming said lightly.
"Technology? What is that?" Snow Emperor said in confusion.
"You will understand later!"
Now that he is considered rich, Jiang Siming does not intend to live in that shabby little house forever.
I have to find time to buy a house and buy some home appliances.
It wouldn't matter if Jiang Siming and Xue Di lived alone. Neither of them had any requirements for material life.
But now that there is one more Yaya, we have to let Yaya go to school anyway. It is really not convenient to live in the suburbs!
No matter how poor you are, you cannot lack education!
What's more, sooner or later, he will have to take his parents to the city, and his parents are getting older. Jiang Si obviously needs to find a stable job so that his parents can feel at ease after getting to know each other.
…
"Woooooooo..."
As soon as he entered the door, a petite figure immediately threw himself into Jiang Siming's arms.
"Brother, I thought you didn't want Yaya anymore!"
"Yaya, be good, don't cry. How could my brother not want Yaya? My brother went to buy breakfast for Yaya!" Jiang Siming patted Yaya's back and said softly.
The Snow Emperor, who was a little stunned at the side, pursed his lips. He didn't expect Jiang Siming to have such a gentle side.
"Wipe your tears. Crying will make you look ugly. Yaya needs to become pretty!" Jiang Siming gently wiped the tears from the corners of Yaya's eyes.
For Yaya, Jiang Siming is now her only relative.
Although they have only known each other for a short time, Yaya already regards Jiang Siming as her only support in her heart.
"Yaya stop crying, Yaya wants to become beautiful! She will marry her big brother in the future!" Yaya stopped swallowing and said seriously with a small face.
"I..." Jiang Siming was choked and speechless. Who instilled these thoughts into her at such a young age?
"Yaya, you are my brother's sister. My brother takes care of you not to repay you, you know? You can't say such things in the future!" Jiang Siming said seriously, but he couldn't help but secretly slander him. He was originally doing good deeds, but now
Why does it look like child trafficking?
"Oh! Got it, brother!" Yaya lowered her head and whispered.
Jiang Siming looked at Yaya who looked like she had done something wrong and shook her head helplessly. She had to send Yaya to school quickly, and she had to pay close attention to ideological education.
"Come, brother bought you breakfast, eat it quickly!"
"Baozi!" Yaya looked at the Xiaolongbao in Jiang Siming's hand, her eyes gleaming!
There were three people sitting together on the simple little table, which felt a bit warm.
"The food in this world is quite interesting, but it seems to contain some strange toxins?" Snow Emperor frowned and said.
"Toxin?" Yaya looked at Snow Emperor with some doubts, with a small bun stuffed in her mouth, looking extremely cute!
The Snow Emperor was stunned by this sudden gaze, his ice blue eyes a little at a loss.
"Yaya, don't listen to sister Xue'er's nonsense, there are no toxins? Just eat it without worry!" Jiang Siming looked at the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere and said quickly.
"Oh!" Yaya nodded in understanding. Not only did she not move away from the Snow Emperor, she was obviously curious, but she didn't dare to speak!
What has such a fearful little girl experienced?
Jiang Siming: "I have to go out later. You two should be good at home!"
Yaya wiped the grease on her mouth and said obediently: "Yaya will be good."
"What are you going to do? I'll go with you!" Snow Emperor thought Jiang Siming was looking for those practitioners and wanted to follow him.
"Forget it? You stay with Yaya. I don't feel comfortable leaving her alone at home." Jiang Siming waved his hand, turned around, opened the door and left.
…
Warehouse in the north of the city.
Jiang Siming pointed at the trembling little gangster and said viciously, "You, find your boss!"
No matter how developed the economy is and the social system is constantly being refreshed, there will always be some darkness that breeds, and gangsters are one of them.
Jiang Siming looked at the wailing gangsters on the ground and shook his head helplessly.
If Jiang Siming wants Yaya to go to school and buy a house, he must have an ID card. But what’s difficult is that Jiang Siming now has a black household registration!
All we can do is follow the lead in urban novels and attack them! Give yourself an identity!
With Jiang Siming's strength, it was a piece of cake to beat these weak gangsters. He beat several gangsters in just a dozen breaths and couldn't hold their heads up.
"Boy, don't be too arrogant! We are not easy to mess with!" The young gangster who was still standing said harsh words and backed away.
Sure enough, no matter how badly you are beaten, your strength must be in place! You can lose in a fight, but not in terms of momentum!
…
Inside the Tianhai Club, there is an extremely luxurious room.
Four women with hot bodies and charming looks were massaging a man with a long scar on his chest.
"Harder! Haven't you eaten?" the man shouted coldly.
The maids couldn't help but tremble, they knew that the man in front of them was not a good man.
Suddenly the door was pushed open and a tall, muscular man approached.
"Boss, someone is making trouble!"
The man who was sitting on the massage chair waved his hand, and the maids hurried out of the room as if they were receiving an amnesty.
"Really?" The man stretched himself, looking lazy, but the long scar on his chest showed his fierceness.
"Is someone causing trouble?"
"I don't know. The brothers who escaped said that there was only one person who came to cause trouble. It seems that he is a practitioner." The muscular man tilted his neck and said eagerly.
The lazy man smiled jokingly, "Why, your hands are itchy?"
"A little bit! It's been so comfortable in recent years that some people have forgotten what we started from!" The muscular man licked his lips and said with a fierce look on his face.
"Azheng, be careful. I'm afraid he's not a simple person. If you can, catch him alive! It's best not to cause any harm to anyone! I'm afraid they've got this in mind when they attack now!"
But since someone dares to cause trouble, they must be prepared to bear our wrath!"
"yes!"
The muscular man named Azheng clenched his fist and made a crackling sound, with a fierce look in his eyes.
…
"Brother, you smoke!"
A gangster respectfully handed Jiang Siming a cigarette and lit it to please Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming took a deep breath and spit out a big circle. The last time he smoked was ten thousand years ago.
"You have a bright future, I'm optimistic about you!" Jiang Siming patted the young gangster on the shoulder and said with a hopeful look on his face.
The other gangsters looked at this scene and couldn't help but secretly cursed the traitor.
Jiang Siming also had a clear view of the expressions of these people. The group of people in front of him were gangsters at best. This is why Jiang Siming did not kill them.
These people don't even have the murderous intent of Deng'er. It can be seen from the fights that basically everyone uses a set of king's eight punches, and a set of moves is as fierce as a tiger, but the result is only 5 damage.