Chapter 2788: Didn't give people? J died?

After a while, Lao Lin also bought a lot of food and vegetables. Of course, he hadn't left yet, waiting for Gong Cheng to bring him in to meet those two.

Lao Lin was not the only one who came to Gong Cheng to inquire about those two people today, there were several of them.

However, Gong Cheng sent him away by saying "the man hasn't come back yet, but it should be soon", who knows if anyone among these people came here specially to inquire about the news?

After everyone left, Gong Cheng let Lao Lin in.

"What's the matter with your face? You were beaten?" He asked Lao Lin on the way to his second brother's camp.

"you do not say."

Lao Lin raised his hand and touched the bruise on his face with his fingers, it was really painful.

After being kicked out last night, he was afraid that the assassin would kill him again, so he thought of quickly recruiting people from outside. When he stood up too hastily, he knocked on the corner of the table.

I didn't feel anything at the time, just a little pain.

But when I woke up this morning, my good guy, half of his face was blue, it was so ugly.

If it wasn't because he had to come to Zhanyun camp today, he would feel ashamed to go out, and he was still muttering along the way, could it be that the two of them didn't know each other after seeing him?

"Last night, there was a lot of trouble last night, and I met an assassin again." He said quietly.

"What?"

Gong Cheng was taken aback by his words.

Those people, wouldn't they be happy if they didn't kill a few people? Just failed once, and another assassination, so can it be successful? It's because the guardians of Huayan are regarded as fools, and they are the only ones who are smart?

"You're out of luck."

He patted Lao Lin's shoulder sympathetically.

"It's not bad luck, I think it's okay."

Lao Lin shrugged his shoulders, but he didn't feel that he was unlucky. At least at this time, it was his best chance to show his loyalty to his little ancestor.

This kind of occasion to desperately protect the little ancestor is rare, so he must not catch it.

If he returns to the plane in the future, at least he still has a thigh to hug, and he doesn't have to look at people's faces every day. He really thinks it's good.

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In the camp, the little milk baby Qian Yinuo was pestering his father for advice, while asking, he also picked up the salt shaker and added a large spoonful of salt to the rice he was frying.

That's it, he had tasted the salty fried rice himself, so he decided to put less salt, otherwise, he could have added the whole can.

"Daddy, you said I cook fried rice like this, why..."

"Didn't they kill people?"

The father continued his words, but he really didn't see his son put the condiment as the main ingredient, and put all his strength into it.

"Son, if you add so much salt to the rice, who would dare to eat it?"

"Isn't that enough? I've added a lot less!" Little Milkman murmured, what he added was several times the amount before, and he thought that the amount now was almost enough.

"It should be ok, I didn't add too much, Dad, why don't you try it, it will definitely work."

Qian Jiyun: "..."

Sure enough, it's my own son, so I just want to cheat him as a father!

"Taste it yourself, your father can't enjoy your blessing." He shook his head, rejecting his son's filial piety.

Beside, An Jiuyue couldn't help laughing while listening to the conversation between the father and son.

"Mother, don't laugh, Nuonuo is studying seriously!" Hearing mother's laughter, the little milk boy pouted, indicating that he was angry.

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