Chapter 423: .422. Move? 【plus】
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After half a month.
How did An Bufan spend the past half month? You simply can't imagine, and you can't realize his happiness at all in the past half month.
In half a month, the heavenly court was first established, and it was considered small. According to the meaning of An Bufan, the heavenly realm was divided into two camps, angels and demons.
Among the angels are Super Theological Seminary [Xiong Soldier Company] and Lieyang Star. Among the demons is the Death Song Academy of Death Carl.
Devil and death go well, don’t they?
Grim Reaper and the Devil share the same philosophy, so they can be regarded as similar!
No one was surprised that the **** of death and the devil were walking together.
The gluttonous legion also withdrew from the Blue Star, the planet on which this celestial world is located, after many years.
This planet will become a holy place in the universe.
Because the birthplace of the heaven is here, not only that, here is also the heaven.
The judges of the justice order and the evil order in the universe come from here.
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An Bufan doesn't understand the direction of this world? But he knew that if he didn't do this, he would be finished.
The direction of this world has nothing to do with him.
He only knew that he should leave, he didn't take anything with him, he came lightly, and quietly left. Do not take away any cloud.
"Ding."
The voice of the system came to mind in Naihe.
"The host completes the task and becomes a boss, does he choose to leave?"
"go away."
An Bufan didn't hesitate, his body gradually faded, and then disappeared.
The time in this world also stood still at this time, motionless, the water stopped flowing, and the wind stopped blowing.
Everything is frozen at this moment.
...
"Ok?"
"Where is this place?" An Bufan felt his head a little groggy, he rubbed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes.
This is a small house, not very big, and a little shabby. It can be seen that his "home" at this time is not very rich.
"Donger, how do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
At this moment, a soft voice came from his ears, and fell into his ears with a little caring voice.
"Are you my mother?"
An Bufan asked weakly looking at this woman who was not very luxurious, but ordinary clothes.
"Ok?"
"Moving, don't scare your mother." The woman heard An Bufan's words and tears fell instantly.
My son was knocked out, and he didn't even recognize her after he was sober. Now that she doesn't even know her, she has done something wrong.
"Are you really my mother?" Seeing the true feelings revealed by the woman in front of her, An Bufan understood that this woman is really his mother.
I just don't know who he became after this time of crossing?
He looked at himself, at this time he was obviously much shorter, he looked like a teenager.
In this somewhat simple room, outside of himself and this woman, a vicissitudes of middle-aged man sat at a table not far away. Through his eyes, he was full of decadence.
He looked at him at this time, and An Bufan also looked at him.
An Bufan tentatively shouted: "Father?"
If he guessed right, this decadent man should be his current father.
"Snapped!"
Seeing An Bufan like this, the middle-aged man patted the table angrily. He stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Mang."
Afterwards, the middle-aged man turned and left this simple room.
"Mother, father is this?"
An Bufan asked weakly.
He could feel that the middle-aged man was his father, but at this time he left in angrily, An Bufan always felt a bit of seeking revenge.
Looking at his vicissitudes of life, and the decadence written on his face. He went to seek revenge, it is estimated that he can only be abused.
"Dong'er, my Dong'er, don't scare your mother!" When the woman heard An Bufan's words, she hugged him and started crying.
...
Into the night.
The decadent middle-aged man came back, and he was limping back, covered in blood and wounds.
"Brother Xiao, you are!"
The woman looked at the middle-aged man and started to cry.
What's this?
My own son was beaten to amnesia, and my own man was beaten like this again. What's the matter?
"Puff!"
The middle-aged man couldn't hold on anymore, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. He clenched his fist and said with a mockery: "I really am a trash. The glory of the family has fallen on me. I have failed. Now my son actually After being beaten with amnesia, I don't even have the strength to get back to the factory."
"I, Lin Xiao, really are a waste person!"
"Crap!"
The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and roared, his tone full of unwillingness.
"Hahaha..."
The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was extremely miserable, and he wandered back in the whole cabin full of unwillingness.
This time he was going to find his second brother Lin Mang to seek justice. His son was beaten and lost his memory.
If his father doesn't make a difference, is he still a father?
He found Lin Mang, the second brother.
...
Lin Xiao questioned Lin Mang with his fist clenched, and said: "Second brother, if our relationship is not good, this is something of our generation. Why are you doing such a cruel hand to my son? Did he suffer from amnesia?"
Lin Mang stood with his hand in his hand, and said with a cold snort: "Lin Xiao, this is a fight between the juniors. Your son loses, that is because your son is not as skilled as others, just like you are a waste."
"He has amnesia? What does his amnesia care about us? If he is capable of killing my son Lin Shan, it will be no problem. I, Lin Mang, will never say a word."
"It's just a waste, amnesia means amnesia, and it's not a loss of life. Besides, this is a matter between juniors."
"Should you come to me from the older generation and ask me to ask about the crime? Is it the old one?"
"Second brother, Dong'er is my son, your nephew, are you so cruel?" Lin Xiao said with clenched fists at this moment.
Lin Mang coldly snorted: "Third brother, you should know better than me that the strong in this world are respected. The weak can only survive under the alms of the strong. Does your son be weak and blame my son for being too strong?"
"Today he just lost his memory. If he leaves the Lin family, what can he do with such a waste? In addition to death, you should thank my son for giving him a good lesson."
Lin Xiao looked at Lin Mang with a white fist, "Lin Mang, are you threatening me?"
Lin Mang disdainfully said: "Threat? I can't talk about it, just tell the truth. After all, the Lin family doesn't raise waste."
"Deception too much."
Lin Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, clenched his fists, his body soared, and fisted towards Lin Mang.
"Humph."
Lin Mang gave a cold snort, and said disdainfully, "How dare you make an axe at the door?"
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Author's words: [Follow two chapters in the future, plus one more chapter. A total of three chapters
Four changes were made on the last day of today.
It won't be changed in five, the data is getting worse every day, and there are less than 100 original copies. Five shifts a day have no meaning. Heartbroken, I have worked so hard, but why, hey... I'm not in the mood anymore. 】
