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also ridiculous that the auction house is open in Kyoto, and it is not as bright as the feudal dynasty to blatantly engage in such trading in the capital of a country.

At least people sell it openly.

Saying goodbye to Lin Yimiao, who seemed a little reluctant, Yichuan went to the mall to change into a new set of children's clothes....

Being short has to suffer this insult, Yi Chuan is inevitably a little depressed as a man who used to be 1.9 meters, but when he thinks of his short stature and outstanding performance in battle, he still forcibly endures it.

For the sake of concealment, Yi Chuan wears a functional style of clothes, in order to prevent encountering the kind of NT plot that is looked down upon, these are famous brands, and they add up to 100,000 kinds.

Although it is not very expensive in high society, it is considered medium-class.

Tsk, the fabric is also average, it's not the kind of clothes that can resist bullets, in addition to being breathable, waterproof at all, it's not fireproof and doesn't cut, Yi Chuan doesn't know how to sell it so expensive.

A little distressed, he picked up his bank card, and under the gaze of the salesman at the little star, Yi Chuan looked at himself in the mirror.

The simple black jacket has a few reflective strips pasted on it, and the functional style of clothing has a military style, especially the numerous straps and three-dimensional pocket design, and the heavy clothes and clothing cover the almost charming figure.

The young man in the mirror lowered his eyes, pale red lips and delicate little nose with a slight charm, but the sense of isolation brought by the pure black of this dress made people feel a little cold out of thin air.

The long golden hair was sprinkled on the hood, the young man was carrying his pocket, and his casual eyes were slightly cynical, and with this black clothes, it was a little more mysterious urban hacker.

It's a pity that Yi Chuan's biggest understanding of the Internet is probably how to play under the wall.

"Two more sets of the same kind.

Yi Chuan waved his hand, and the salesman immediately surrounded two or three to pack, and was about to leave after swiping the card, but he heard a timid girl's voice behind him.

"That, little brother, can you... Can you..." Looking

back, I saw a girl wearing ordinary clothes holding a tablet, looking no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, small and cute, like a porcelain doll.

Yi Chuan's brain instantly went through the novel, and after going through it, he confirmed that the original book did not have this character.

"Can you let me... Draw it?"

the little girl bit her lip and seemed to have a hard time making the decision to strike up a conversation.

"Of course.

Yi Chuan smiled kindly and looked at the cute little guy.

If, he's saying if.....

If the aliens hadn't come and lived on their own normal life trajectory, the child would probably be so old.

The war destroyed most of the cities, the fertility rate plummeted, and it was widely believed that when the alien army came, the children would become slaves of the aliens, and they would only suffer from being born.

So, Ikawa hasn't seen a child for a long time.

"Thank you!" the

little girl nodded gratefully, her baby's fat face shaking slightly.

What a talkative brother, not like his own big brother.... Every time I say I want to draw him, I always pinch myself...

However, how can this little brother's eyes be the same as his father....

"Is it right here?"

"Mmmmmmmmmm

took out the mobile phone with a peach-colored shell, and the little girl quickly clicked and took more than ten photos, and then she was satisfied with her hand.

"Thank you, brother, brother.... Can you leave a slogan, and if it's finished, I'll send it to you as soon as possible!"

"Okay.

"Thank you

, brother!" The little girl's mouth was also sweet, and her brother was really stunned for what Yi Chuan said, and she exchanged slogans in a daze.

"By the way, brother, my name is Ning Youyan, my brother's name is Yi Chuan, right?

He wanted .... Make all the children in the world so happy.

Instead of facing the threat of terror, facing the torture of hunger, facing this damn world....

Let yourself carry all the sin and darkness, after all, you are a soldier....

They are the ones who were born to protect them.

I grew up in an orphanage, but the orphanage director is a very gentle big sister, and I don't know how her thin shoulders can carry these hundreds of children.

Since he was a child, Yi Chuan has tried his best to help his sister be a good child, and when he is a little older, he is ready to drop out of school and work for the orphanage for free.

Standing in front of her with a notice of withdrawal, Yi Chuan was so angry when he saw the dean for the first time.

She hit herself hard, and before, even the most naughty children, she had never beaten her.

Her eyes were red and she seemed to have cried.

"You have to think about yourself! Yi Chuan, is your life going to rot in this orphanage?"

What about you?

"Listen, Ichuan, you're a good boy, and I'll agree with any decision you make, but I'm not going to allow that alone.

"Your life should burn and bloom like a flower..."

Ikawa was admitted to the National Defense University and entered the army, when an alien invasion came.

When he disobeyed the military order for the only time and rushed to the childhood orphanage with his troops, he only saw an alien mother worm with a belly full of stumps, which had just finished eating and had no ability to fight back.

Yi Chuan didn't really want to remember that day, it was the last time he shed tears in his life.

She had given her life for herself, and he hadn't even found her ring.

It won't happen again....

She is gone, and the next person to take over her will be herself.

Yi Chuan next found a double room in a cheap hotel, made a box of instant noodles, bought a bottle of iced tea, and sat upright at the computer desk.

Instant noodles are rarely eaten in Yichuan, not because they don't want to eat them, but because they can't eat them.

Instant noodles, when I was in an orphanage, were also delicious...

Hey, don't think about it, it's something to forget.

What's more, there are more important things now.

Yi Chuan shook his head, stood up, and looked at the Jianguo Memorial Hall in the distance.

The trajectory of this world is similar to its original world, with a feudal dynasty that is extremely corrupt and has destroyed the foundation of the nation for thousands of years.

Then a group of macho men descended from the sky and broke the country back.

However, the macho man here is alone, and in the end he was taken away.

The reason why the nation in this world has declined is that the families have betrayed the nation for profit.

They colluded with foreigners to open the country, and let the Chinese country of this world endure a hundred years of bloody storms, but they made a lot of money.

The macho men of the republic once tried to liquidate the family, but when the macho man was no longer alive, their children joined the family and they all returned.

Well, it doesn't seem to be any different from the previous dynasty.

It's the same in his world, and after the Red Furry Bear disintegrates, the oligarchs hold a high-society banquet on the Aurora.

The world is also strikingly similar to the martyrs under the National Memorial, open this kind of auction house .... That is, the low demons of this world, it is estimated that there are no souls, otherwise the heroic spirits of those martyrs will have to tear up this group of guys.

Yi Chuan observed ten minutes of silence in front of the statues of martyrs and sighed.

He respects people who are patriotic, or rather, people who can die for others deserve Ikawa's respect.

It's a pity that the moth still climbed in the bone marrow of the giant, wantonly sucking ......

It is not difficult to enter the auction house, pin the small badge that Lin Yimiao gave herself to his chest, and walk around the Martyrs' Memorial Hall a little, surrounded by a few people dressed in ordinary clothes.

Yi Chuan, who had absorbed a trace of internal force, could sense that the few people in front of him were all innate martial artists, but at this moment, they were wearing clothes that were no different from ordinary people, and they were walking casually.

「886。

They asked in a low voice.

「7724。

Ikawa replied cheerfully.

"Let's go, Liu, you lead the way.

"Hmm.

The exchange was very fast, and a person quickly walked out of the warriors, and without saying a word, he led Yi Chuan into the unopened area of the memorial hall, walked down for a long time, and arrived at the mysterious gate after turning back and forth.

"Let's go inside.

Yi Chuan nodded, put on the mask handed over by the warrior, put it on his face, and pushed open the ordinary wooden door.... Suddenly, a huge stalactite cave came into view.

The natural cave consists of two floors, the upper floor being made into a private room that fits the environment, and the lower floor being a place for ordinary auctions.

At this moment, the auction has begun.

These small auctions are held once a month, and the real big ones are once a year, but despite this, the popularity is terrifying.

"The next one is a technique from the Broken Hidden World Sect: the fragment of "Blood Dragon Gong", the reserve price is 500,000, and each bid must not be less than 50,000!" A

beautiful woman in a slightly revealing cheongsam elegantly held a jade plaque and gently slapped it on the table, and the next moment, Yi Chuan heard the scrambling bid.

"600,000.

"700,000!"

"1,000,000."

Yi Chuan casually found a lower seat and waited quietly.

He didn't come to buy anything, he came to see Zhao Xiangming, and he had an extremely bad relationship with the European Killer Alliance.

The Killer Alliance needs orphans as a source of livelihood, and Zhao Xiangming's strong sense of morality makes him refuse to cross the hurdle of sending children to a foreign country to die, and Liang Zi naturally settled.

Ichuan needs information about the underworld, as for what to do.... Going to get something, of course.

He was interested in the European League of Killers, a huge organization that had been in existence since the Middle Ages, and their hands had been in the country for a long time, including in the military and medical fields.

Ikawa is very interested in the military of this group of guys, and as for the genetic potion... You can also think about it, I don't know how it compares to the T-virus modification potion next door.

It's a big free cake, so there's no reason not to take a bite.