Mo Rendi snorted softly and said arrogantly: "How can I do anything to a mentally retarded person?"
Yi Lin: "So, this is his 'luck'."
Mo Rendi: "?"
Yi Lin smiled: "Probably because he is a favored man, and the world is letting him avoid your fists in this way."
Mo Rendi understood, but he couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you kidding?"
Yi Lin shook her head seriously: "I'm not kidding."
"You mean, he is really... Then why did the old man take in such a heartless apprentice?" Mo Rendi muttered in confusion, and took out the mask that Pan Zhengyi wore during the operation from his arms. There were no words on the white mask.
.
Legend has it that there is a "white" standing in the sun, and a "shadow" walking in the darkness, forming the "White Shadow Club". The masks of the "shadow" have numbers, but this mask does not, so there is no accident.
If so, Pan Zhengyi’s true identity is “Bai”.
How to deal with him next was a headache for Mo Rendi.
Of course, the meaning above is to send it directly, and it will be settled once and for all, and there will be no future troubles.
It doesn't matter if he is stupid or not, just kill him, it's not a big deal.
These are troubled times, and the higher-ups don’t want to cause trouble.
"I suggest not," Yi Lin waved his hand: "I have every reason to suspect that if someone carries out his 'death penalty' in the capital, something unpredictable will happen. Earthquakes, serial accidents, fires, and more serious things may happen.
There will be meteorites falling from the sky."
Mo Rendi lowered his head and thought.
He felt that what his old friend said was outrageous. But Mo Rendi recalled the weirdness at that time: Pan Zhengyi was wrapped with many "threads", but when he was about to punch Pan Zhengyi, all the threads "swish" and disappeared.
She shrank back, as if avoiding his fist.
"Brother G, do you think it's better to deal with him this way?"
Yi Lin thought for a while, squinted his eyes and smiled, asked for a piece of paper, and wrote an address on the paper.
"I think there is a place that is suitable for him."
…
As Lao Pan has "strong luck", Yi Lin is not worried that he will die midway.
What he said to Mo Ren was not a joke. Maybe Lao Pan was really in trouble, and it might not be Lao Pan who suffered, but the city where he was. As for how to convince the Z5 Council, Yi Lin didn't have to worry, Mo Ren
The enemy has his own methods.
Just leave Pan Zhengyi in a shelter to fend for himself.
Sooner or later, one day, when it's time for him to leave, he will run out on his own.
He really wanted to run away, but few people could stop him.
Maybe in a place like that, Lao Pan could live a very prosperous life, with food, accommodation, three dishes and one soup included.
It's just that without "Yi Lin" in this world, there will naturally be no subsequent "accidental encounter" between him and Pan Zhengyi.
After leaving the cell, Yi Lin did not go back to Mo's house or Xueshan, but came to Qingcheng.
He has lived here for many years, and this small city always makes him feel inexplicably nostalgic.
Walking on the road.
A roaring police car passed Yi Lin.
In the car sat a tall, old detective with a dry and serious face.
The old detective glanced at it from the corner of his eye, looking slightly startled.
"Boss Xu, what's wrong?"
Xu Zhiyong stretched his neck and looked out through the window. The weird man had disappeared. He shook his head: "Maybe he stayed up late last night and his eyesight was dazzled. This is not a movie shooting base. How could he be running around in ancient costumes on the street."
"Huh? Wearing ancient costumes? With all due respect, Boss Xu..."
"Um?"
"I have an ancient secret recipe passed down from my family. Add wolfberry, red dates and some ginger, Angelica sinensis, Rehmannia glutinosa and Laoshan ginseng. Take it soaked in warm water and take it three times a day. It can nourish the kidneys and strengthen yang. Seven times a night, it is no longer a dream."
"roll!"
…
Yi Lin took a detour. There was an unknown couple living in the apartment where he "used to" live.
Well, without him.
Humming a song, Yi Lin came to Xiao Xi's home.
Of course, the whole world is her home, but she chooses to live here.
Humph, a mere god.
Knock on the door.
"Ah la la~ Administrator, you are here. Xiao Xi has been waiting for you for a long time."
The soft young woman's voice is the first to catch everyone's attention.
Yilin walked into Xiaoxi's bedroom.
The room is full of girlish atmosphere.
Pink color.
Yi Lin didn't know whether to be thankful that our goddess has a girl's heart.
"hug."
The goddess Xi, wearing pajamas, stretched out her hands to Yi Lin.
Yilin expressionlessly began to clock in her daily tasks.
Hug, lift high, lift high again.
Daily tasks (√).
Yi Lin desperately threw the goddess back on the soft pink bed and rolled up her long sleeves.
Xiao Xi narrowed her eyes: "Huh? What do you want to do?"
"without……"
Yi Lin silently pushed her sleeves back.
Xiao Xi sat up straight. Now that Xiao Xi was tall enough to sit on the edge of the bed, her feet could not reach the ground. She let her two white feet sway back and forth, as if she had read through Yi Lin's thoughts. She was
He raised a finger to his lips: "Shh."
Yi Lin was stunned. Just as he was about to ask Pan Zhengyi about it, he was shushed by Xi'er.
"Before you ask questions, why don't we learn a 'term explanation' seriously first." Xiao Xi smiled and raised her other index finger: "What is, 'world'."