Tomb Robbery: If Hei Ye has the ability, don't fight back

As an important financial sponsor who supports a group of people, Huaerye is indeed not in a good condition.

Huaerye controlled his breathing to be light and hid silently in the narrow space. He frowned slightly. There have been many unusual movements recently, but he didn't know who poured water into the frying pan.

It’s easy to fish in troubled waters.

"Mute, why are you running so fast?"

Dumb Zhang frowned slightly, because the child was too cruel to him. He felt that if he was slower, the child would be badly injured!

"Don't worry too much. Hua'er is a smart and capable kid. The problem won't be too big." Heiye said this, but he didn't mean to slow down. After all, he was raised by the two of them, and he knew the kid well. The kid who never put down his phone actually dropped it. That shouldn't be an ordinary thing.

Nan Xia Bei Ya went to find the big money sponsor Hua Er Ye.

The delicate and soft mother woke up, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, and began to shake her little head left and right to look for someone, "Little official?"

"Xiaoguaner has gone to find the big money man. Let's go wash our faces and get ready for dinner, godmother," Xiao En reached out and picked up his godmother, "wash our faces and eat!"

My godmother’s staple food is milk powder, so Xiao En plans to add some various seafood to it.

"Come, godmother, let's have a little taste." Xiao En picked a small piece of sea fish, crushed it, and used a small spoon to give it to his godmother to taste.

"Hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? You can't treat your aunt like this!" A typical Northeastern man stretched his head over and stopped the pretty little spoon.

"No, Gahaha? Such delicious little sea fish, share some with my godmother to try." Xiao En's accent immediately followed the other person's.

"You can't eat it like this, auntie. It's too salty! If you want to feed it to children, you have to steam it. It has to be steamed, do you know? Boss, give me a steamed fish, with less salt. It has to be suitable for my son!" The big man from Northeast China directly ordered a dish for Xiao En.

The boss poked his head out from the kitchen, glanced at the baby in Xiao En's arms, and said in a mixed dialect, "How about a baby version of seafood soup? Put whatever you have in it! Eat whatever you want!"

Xiao En nodded immediately. How could he leave out his godmother when eating delicious food? "Oh, yes, yes, yes, so that's how it is, Auntie? I thought the garlic sauce could be left out without the garlic!"

"That won't do. It's easy to choke!"

The two familiar people not only started chatting, but also started to share the table when they got warm. Then, when they started to toast each other, the baby version of seafood soup came up. It contained finely chopped fish and shrimp, and seemed to have some chopped shellfish, sprinkled with green onions, and smelled very fragrant.

"Come, godmother, try the saltiness." Xiao En gently picked up a little with a spoon.

"Come on, use this, use this!" The bold man from Northeast China pulled out a chair from the corner. "I've seen this thing a long time ago. It's really useful!"

So the self-reliant godmother put on a small bib sponsored by the boss, sat on a special children's chair, and worked hard to feed the child porridge with a spoon.

On the wooden children's chair, the godmother was happily enjoying her first buffet in her life, and Xiao En was toasting next to her. They shared a seafood feast with strangers and chatted about everything under the sun. Oh, in fact, they mainly talked about the cuisine of various regions.

Meeting is fate. There is no need to exchange names or know each other very well. Just go when you are excited and return when you are tired.

"Godmother, godmother, let's go! Let's take off!" Xiao En, who was half drunk, waved his sleeves to say goodbye to a temporary friend, put his godmother on his neck, and ran very fast despite his limping. There was no other way. If he wanted to pay the bill quickly, he had to be quick and run fast.

"You are such a jerk! How could you be the first to pay the bill? Didn't we agree that big brother would treat us?" The big brother from Northeast China, who didn't get the first chance to pay, cried out in great sorrow.

But Xiao En had already run away, leaving behind only the child's cheerful laughter, happily scattered under the starry sky.

On the first side, the two people eat and sleep, sleep and play, play and eat, feeling a kind of carefree happiness. On the other side, murderous intentions are lurking everywhere, and conspiracies and tricks are taking place one after another.

Hua Erye was completely accustomed to it. Even as blood dripped from his fingertips, he was still calmly coordinating the overall situation. His fingers were slightly curled up, trying to use the pain to keep him awake for the most part.

Huh? Huaerye is a very careful person, he is good at observing every little change.

The originally beautiful buds have bloomed.

The white, blood-stained fingers deftly pinched the flower, "This is... Hundred Flowers Killer..."

What could be faster than light? The dead do not know.

Huaerye's skill in throwing iron balls can be considered to be from a famous master, but now that he has changed the weapon, the power has increased exponentially.

The petals, as thin as a cicada's wing, have an indomitable spirit, "actually indestructible!"

You know, the human skull is very hard. It was this beautiful little flower that easily smashed two holes in the opponent's head. The most important thing is that this beautiful flower did not bleed at all.

With his nimble and erratic steps and his weapon that could kill at any distance, Huaerye seemed to have divine help. He retreated smoothly, leaving the ground covered in blood.

Hua'er Ye, who never expected any reinforcements, had no idea that someone was rushing over for his safety. Because Nan Xia Bei Ya's whereabouts were so elusive, he had never really expected any.

Looking at the blood all over the ground, Hei Ye couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk, this kid is quite powerful! No, what weapon is he using?"

Dumb Zhang corrected himself and said, "Hidden weapon."

"Oh, did you learn that from Second Master?" Hei Ye and Dumb Zhang looked at each other, both skeptical about this hidden weapon.

"We'll find out if we catch up and ask. It seems the kid lost a lot of blood."

"Yeah, to replenish myself." Because he raised a delicate and soft mother, Dumb Zhang suddenly became aware of the importance of keeping in good health. He was no longer in that state of having no aspirations, thinking that as long as he was alive he was still alive.

"Tsk, dumb, it's really not easy for you to pursue quality of life. It's rare, rare, really rare!"