The sunset is setting in the west clouds. After a rain, the moisture is swept on people's faces by the wind, with a little chill.

Los Angeles, which was noisy during the day, gradually became quiet.

After having dinner on a street near the guild hall, Jiang Yu walked over the street lights on Xia Yi and walked back to the hotel where he was staying.

"So, you will go back to the airport tomorrow and then return to China?"

After walking through the dim light range, Xia Yi was talking. When he came out of the venue and saw Xiaoyu, he was surprised. It was naturally good for the two to meet in a foreign country. However, when he was having dinner, he knew that Jiang Yu was going to return home soon, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has done a lot of things in the past two or three years and his reputation has gradually become more famous, he is mostly notorious after all. Now he is in the United States. If something happens to an emergency, it will be difficult for him to take care of her more.

Jiang Yu, who was holding his arm, did not hear the meaning of this sentence, and thought that Xia Yi was reluctant to spend too short time together.

She also smiled helplessly, put it on, leaned against the man's shoulder, but looked at the high heels that were constantly kicking out of her feet.

"I don't want it either." Xiaoyu said softly, sighing distressedly: "......There are too many flights here recently, so I seem to stay for a few more days to watch your game."

“There should be one tomorrow.”

"But I can't see it, I'll go back to the airport tomorrow morning."

Passing by a clothing store, Jiang Yu said something distressedly and complained, stopped and pulled Xia Yi to stand in front of the window. He saw a sunny and casual T-shirt inside. His face was filled with distressed expressions, showing his teeth, and smiling.

"Brother Yi, come in."

She slid down and pulled Xia Yi to the store, took the exact same style from the clothes hanger, and held it in front of Xia Yi.

"How is this one? How is it?"

"It's okay, but I don't like wearing this...." Xia Yi looked at the black T-shirt and frowned, wanting to refuse. Xiaoyu on the other side had already put the clothes on his chest to compare his figure.

The voice was soft: "You are just a suit and a shirt. Although you have momentum, you should wear some clothes that you should have for young people, otherwise you will look old."

"You look old, you are not interested in it."

Xiaoyu pursed her lips, gave Xia Yi a blank look, and shook the T-shirt in her hand: "No, I have to listen to me this time. I bought it for you, I can't refuse! I just paid the salary the day before yesterday...hehehe..."

After paying the bill, Jiang Yu did not mention going back to the airport dormitory. He followed Xia Yi with a shopping bag nervously, and glanced at him from time to time. Then he saw Xia Yi looking over, and quickly bit his lower lip, lowered his face, and shyly twisted his fingers on the shopping bag.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not say it out directly, and just walked along the way. They walked across a crossroads and were two streets away from the hotel. Xia Yi suddenly stopped.

"Brother Yi, what's wrong?"

"Come here."

Xia Yi withdrew her gaze from the dim street lights in front, lowered her head and smiled at her, turned around and pulled Xiaoyu to a parked car on the side of the road.

He suddenly opened the door roughly. The moment the sirens sounded, he punched the front of the car. The body shook twice, and the sound of the sirens stopped suddenly.

"Waiting for me in the car, and send Dezhu a text message to locate it."

After saying this, Xia Yi pushed the woman who was a little confused, closed the door, turned around and walked to the middle of the street. His face lit up again in the light of the street lamp. One hand put on gloves, and the other hand, a three-meter-high landscape street lamp that passed by directly was pulled out.

The line was flashed with electric flowers, and then it was pulled and broken. The light bulb flashed twice and then went out.

One or two pedestrians were stunned. While taking out the phone and quickly unplugging the alarm phone while walking, Xia Yi walked to the middle of the street with the street lights.

"After following for so long, come out."

A cold voice echoed on the street. The two pedestrians who were holding their mobile phones to call the police stopped and looked at the direction the Chinese man in the middle of the street.

Jiang Yu in the car was sending the location here to Zhao Dezhu on the other side of the hotel. Then, he raised his sight and saw from the rear window that at the end of the street, three tall figures were walking under the street lights, bulbs shattered one by one, and they came here in a dark and dark way.

The three figures showed outlines in front, and the next second, the ancient Latin language rang out.

"Dear Orientals, you have holy patterns of weapons on your body. They should not belong to mortals. Please return them to us and take them back for sealing."

As Xia Yi narrowed his eyes, the road ahead made a roar. Among the three, the sturdy and burly short-haired man stood up on the asphalt road with two keys and a shield of the scepter of the scepter.

One person on the left also had short hair, with thick arms holding a knight spear; another person on the right was handsome, well-proportioned and slender, with long golden hair hanging down shoulders, his hands were folded and pressed on the hilt of the sword, his wide and long sword body was upright, with a sharp end against the ground, and his face was solemn.

The three of them had similar faces and were dressed in uniform tutus. Anyone could feel the sacred and solemn atmosphere on them.

Holy gun, holy shield, holy sword.

Xia Yi tilted her head, not understanding what the other party was saying, but in this way, there would obviously be no good things.

The wind blows across the long street.

Then, drag the street lights and rushed towards the other three.

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The hotel restaurant was brightly lit. After dinner, Magneto and others did not rush to leave. While chatting, they waited with two other flight attendants for the boss and the boss’s wife to come back.

"Are you all superpowers?"

"Of course!" The fat man took the milk tea that Xixi had not finished drinking, looked at the other party's Juanli, and patted her chest: "There is no normal person beside my brother except Xiaoyu."

Ma Bang from another table turned his sight: "Hey, fat man, can you speak?"

"Slip! Slip!"

Juanli raised her eyebrows, put down her overlapping legs, and leaned forward: "That's the one you are? I remember you're just a snatch..."

"It's the waste collector, that's the past!" The fat man didn't care about the contemptuous look from Qianxi next to him, and waved his hand: "...I can do it twice now, but sometimes it doesn't work."

"What are your superpowers? Is it cool?"

"It should be cool... Anyway, it can turn useful things into a bunch of waste..." Speaking of this, Zhao Dezhu's voice became weaker with a little embarrassed.

Everyone laughed, but they were all kind-hearted laughter among their friends. abilities like fat people can sometimes play unimaginable roles.

Ju Anli, opposite the fat man, subconsciously retracted her upper body.

"You can't have people turned into a pile of waste by you, right?"

“I haven’t tried….”

Just as he spread his hands and spoke, the phone in his pocket vibrated and the fat man opened the phone in confusion.

"What did Xiaoyu give me the message at this time?"

Click on the information, saw the location of the street map, frowned, and looked at the others: "It's a street map? Do you know what it means?"

The Magneto on the other side frowned and looked at it. After a moment, he stood up.

"The boss is in trouble."

After the words came, another loud shout rang out: "Go away--"

With a move, several long iron tables smashed the window, and one of them jumped to it and slid out. The others behind him followed closely, walked through the broken window, and ran wildly.
Chapter completed!