Chapter 75 (1/2)

Yu Bing's eyes burst out a terrible light, like a wolf about to tear its prey. Bursts of chill made the whole room seem to turn into a cold color.

Originally thought of the system lottery reward in exchange for the tendon wrong bone hand, blood retrograde hand, Baji fist, ghost step in Jinsha out of the place, now.

”You're a good thing to die for!”

This time, for fear that Zheng Jia would be watched in the dark, Yu Bing didn't have a cart. Instead, he said in his heart: Ghost step.

For a moment after meditation, Yu Bing felt like he was tied with a hydrogen balloon, a little detached from the gravity of the earth. Then he came up with the gist of the ghost step in his mind, as if these things were originally in his mind, but were covered with something. Once the ”stab” was uncovered, the familiar process was not needed.

If it is that day, people in weixiaohuan District happened to see the building at that time, they might suspect that they met a ghost.

The beauty of ghost shadow step is that it is fast, the pace is smelly, and the trace is hard to find. It also brings a long and weak shadow, which is a bit like Duan Yu's Lingbo micro step in Tianlong Babu.

Along the way, Yu Bing tried to choose the road with less people, but still surprised a lot of people and made more people suspect that there was something wrong with their eyes. He stopped two or three kilometers away from the square and watched the next time at 8:30. Yu Bing decided to have a meal to replenish his physical strength and try to catch them all.

After dinner, he came to the sculpture in the South Street Square at exactly nine o'clock. In the waiting space, Yu Bing frowned and his thoughts began to stir.

From Wei Xiaohuan's artificial respiration, then mischievous injection, to her caring for him, cooking for him, and then to her soul taking over the body, all kinds of entanglements and feelings, Yu Bing has already regarded Wei Xiaohuan as the closest person in the world.

The reason why he can wait for Zheng Jia to come here quietly is that he has no choice but to wait. Second, he thinks that although Zheng Jia is a killer, with his limited understanding of him, Zheng Jia is not a villain, and what he wants to kill should be himself. Wei Xiaohuan is more like a chessman who is not happy with everything. He holds her, and Yu Bing is at his disposal.

The square in front of us is built in the old city. Like all the squares, at the entrance of the square, there is an unknown two person high concrete statue. Because it is a little old and the staff are careless, the statue has some mottling, and some people have written a lot of strange words on it. The activities of the square are mainly the old people, children and young mothers pushing baby carriages, This is probably why Zheng Jia chose to be here.

At this time, a woman who seemed to be about 30 years old, with long hair and moderate figure, was pushing a pram with a sleeping baby. She was about 5 or 6 years old, with short hair and two sheep's horn braids. She passed by in front of the soldiers.

The little girl suddenly blinked her big watery eyes and said to her mother, ”is that brother crying?”

Mother turned her head and looked at Yu Bing. She said to the little girl with a kind and gentle face: ”my brother is not crying, but thinking.”

”Brother, are you thinking?” The little girl didn't believe her mother's words. She looked at Yu Bing without blinking and asked.

”Little sister, brother didn't cry.”

Yu Bing was a little embarrassed. Did he really look like crying just now?

”Oh, the kindergarten teacher said that crying children are not good children. Those children in our kindergarten class love crying, but it's hard to coax them. They have a headache.”

The little girl put on a speechless look, a face seriously said.

”So, if my brother cries, he is not a good adult, so he can't cry!” The back of the little girl's hand in the back, or a pair of I am very worried about the appearance.

Yu Bing wanted to look in the mirror.

The little girl thought she was crying.

”Brother is not crying, brother is thinking, your mother is right.”

Yu Bing quickly killed the chat.

Finally, the little girl followed her mother away with suspicious eyes.