If Uncle Kan has any impression of Wu Yu, then Wu Yu must be a little ancestor, because he can never afford to offend anything about him. Let's not talk about the level of trouble he has, just like the current situation, it is enough to give him one or two times a month without a word.

Sighing deeply, Uncle Kan still asked people to prepare the weapon, because he believed that as long as he couldn't take it out, he would definitely follow the second call directly to Shi Mingsong, and then he didn't doubt that he could really let Shi Mingsong be flayed alive.

Wu Yu carried the weapon, Mei Zizi walked out of Uncle Kan's office, none of the seven weapons in the black package are mortal, since they have already prepared for Wu Yu, it is better to directly prepare a good armament, or who knows if the will tell Shi Mingsong that Uncle Kan gave me seven pieces of garbage, which can't be used at all, and it will be cut off with others, I almost didn't die in that place, if it was someone else, maybe he wouldn't care, but if it was Wu Yu, he must believe that the latter could do this kind of thing.

"How's it going, are you all packed?" Wu Yu looked at Shao Zeyang and the others who came out one after another, and threw the package in his hand into their arms, "Okay, you can watch and pick it yourself." ”

"I'm relying on Lao Wu, you're really coming over." Shao Zeyang glared, opened the package, and looked at the sharp blade in the package beautifully, "Wow, it's all good things, it's worthy of Lao Wu, it is estimated that you will definitely not be able to change someone except you." ”

Wu Yu shook his head helplessly when he heard these very false compliments, because the latter's energy was all focused on the weapon he was coming, and he had already been thrown aside by them. The seven of them quickly finished dividing the weapons, and the brand-new blades were carefully tied to various places on their bodies, Wu Yu and Feng Xuanxuan stood aside and looked at these flushed old men, as if they had carried out an unknown PY transaction.

"Okay, we're ready to go, we're in a group of four, you're in a group of five, you'll go first, we'll set off after you walk for five minutes, and when you enter the city, remember that you're going through the north gate, and we're the east gate, don't forget." Wu Yu threw the map in his hand to Song Cheng and admonished.

"This is my plan, shouldn't I say these words?" Song Cheng looked at Wu Yu with a prosperous face, as if his job had been snatched away inexplicably.

"Okay, okay, it's all the same, don't care about this kind of detail, the point is that we all remember it." Wu Yu didn't care about pushing the latter into the car, with a good-looking smile on his face, this may be the real him, a person who only thinks about madness every day, and then goes to the milk tea shop at the school gate every night before school to buy a freshly made double skin milk, and waits for Yuan Rong at the school gate in advance like an older brother who came to pick up his sister from school.

Maybe he has always thought so in his heart, he has never been extravagant for those life and death love, he feels that those things are too fake and too illusory, he can't see and can't grasp, all he wants is the simple feeling of being able to be down-to-earth. But in the end, his wish was not fulfilled, or it was broken halfway through, and without any of his permission, he forcibly broke into his life, destroyed all his plans, and shattered his simplest life.

The car in front of them had already set off, and they were finally going to leave Dasha, throwing Shao Zeyang to themselves, Wu Yu didn't bother to take care of him, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, slowly spitting out smoke rings, Gu Xing on the side seemed to want to come to one, but scratched his head and found that he didn't seem to have smoked at all, so he gave up stupidly, people are sometimes so interesting, looking at those things that have never been done, they will always feel familiar, and even feel like they have done it countless times, But when you do, you'll find out that you've never tried it.

"Let's go." Wu Yu glanced at Gu Xing, who was stunned there, and reminded him, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up." ”

"Uh, got it." Gu Xing was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, and then got off the accelerator and drove out slowly.

Wu Yu leaned his head against the door and looked out the window and yawned softly, sometimes it was really like a dream, the day before he was still a person in school, and he needed to go out to work every month to support his poor people, and the next moment someone ran out and told himself, you were an angel in your last life, you have infinite power, this world is about to be destroyed, you go and save him.

This kind of plot that will only appear in it, Wu Yu naturally has also YY, and he even tried to write it, but then looked at his writing that can only be described as miserable, and he reluctantly gave up. But if this kind of plot appears in his life one day, and someone says this kind of thing to him, he will definitely slap him twice with a smile, "Are you crazy about it?" It's okay, your dad I can wake you up. ”

But what does reality look like? No one asked him, just threw them into this place, and then forcibly poured those messy memories into his head, regardless of whether he agreed or not, when he finally figured everything out, he told himself that this person was you, and didn't even give himself a chance to choose or refuse.

The scenery outside the window quickly crossed, gradually blurring into a muddy canvas, on which only pure primary colors remained. He let his thoughts wander around, because he felt that this would allow him to reluctantly calm down, let the cluttered things that he couldn't even understand, find a sequence they liked, and then slowly calm down.

Sometimes he even enjoys this process, because maybe this is the only time he can really relax without thinking about anything. He can sit on a chair like a puppet with numb hands and feet, and it is no better to worry that some curious child will come and pull the silk thread tied to his body.

It's like what some people want to do, fall in love, go on a trip, go jumping. But there are always people who will write down where others can't see, have a good daze, really get drunk once, and can roll in bed with nothing to do one day. But it can't be done, many people can't do it in their lifetime, this kind of thing that many people often experience but for some people, they can't experience it in their lifetime. It's not something that can be bought with money or power, it's an existence that you can't reach out in your life.