In the gift box, there was a silver-white half-finger combat glove.
Gao Yang was stunned.
Isn’t this the combat gloves he bought at Jiang Hao’s stall with Chuxue?
He said he was buying, but in fact Gao Yang didn't spend a penny. He accompanied Chuxue to sit on the Ferris wheel that could not rotate and saw a somewhat perfunctory fake fireworks.
At first, Gao Yang often wore this combat glove, and after the flame broke through level 4, he didn't carry it.
Gao Yang remembered that the last time he saw this glove was at Wang Zikai's house, it should be the night when Green Tea died. It should be that time that Chuxue quietly took the glove away.
Now, the black glove has turned silver white, and the black metal sheet with a flame pattern on the back of the glove has not changed.
Gao Yang touched it gently, and the touch felt soft like animal hair.
He was shocked: this glove is made of cat hair from Chuxue. The hair in the form of Chuxue cat is soft but tough, and has active energy. Dozens of hairs can be wrapped into thin threads, and then weave them into a glove.
It can be seen that Chuxue was made very carefully, and the thread ends were not found on the gloves, so the cutting was very good.
Her intention must be of help from Bai Lu. As long as you look carefully, you will find that there are many purple thin lines hidden in the gloves for connecting and strengthening.
Gao Yang wore a half-finger combat glove, and the flame path in his body was immediately opened, creating a strong energy resonance with the black gold sheet on the glove. Moreover, this energy seemed to have an energy interaction with the glove, accompanied by slight spiritual damage.
12 gold?Just this broken glove?
Not broken.
It’s not that there is a hole to be broken!OK?Look at the lines, cropping, and this style, they are all third-rate!And this small iron piece, which is too rough to work with!What is the picture and text above?
This is the flame!
If you don’t say it, I would think it’s a piece of cake!Look at it yourself, do you look like a dad?
Not like Ah!
Look again and give me an objective point!Does it look like a triangular cake? Does it look like a shit tip here?
It seems that there is a little...
Without any warning, the conversation between Wang Zikai and Chuxue bargaining suddenly reappeared.
Gao Yang laughed out loud, and as he laughed, the corners of his mouth slowly froze.
Gao Yang raised his right hand in gloves, gently stroked the snowman's cold face, and rubbed the soft scarf on its neck.
I deserve to die Ah.
……
December 25, Christmas.
At 2 a.m., Shanqing District, Leaping Jiangyuan.
Gao Yang returned to the temporary base of the villa. Manshe, who remotely monitored the Kirin Union, had already returned. Wang Zikai, Jiuhan and Hong Xiaoxiao also came back safely with him.
At this point, all the members gathered.
Although the dust was pulled out and failed to catch it, I officially joined the Jiusi organization tonight. It was a double happiness. Everyone decided to celebrate it well and also to hold another welcome party for me.
Huixiong held the beer and said boldly: Our organization has to change its name again, and we will be called Shisi in the future!
I think you are illiterate.Manshe, who had not graduated from junior high school, finally caught the opportunity to fight back: Nine is the extreme number, the largest number can also represent infinity.
fart!Isn’t 10 bigger than 9?Hui Xiong argued with reason.
Uncle Xiong, 10 is composed of 1 and 0, so it is still 9.But she explained with a smile, and before she knew it, she had already integrated into it.
Lao Xiong, if you don’t work hard, you will become a low IQ.Jiuhan complained coldly.
roll!Huixiong was very dissatisfied: It’s not my turn to Ah in the IQ depression, isn’t there any... canned food!
Haizuo originally wanted to say Kaizi, but considering that his fists were too hard, he had to pick soft persimmons and pinch them.
Uncle Xiong... I won’t take the blame for this!The canned food looked innocent, and the fried chicken in his hand suddenly stopped smelling good.
In the villa, everyone laughed and made a fuss, just like an ordinary holiday party for a group of young people.
Gao Yang sat on the sofa and in a trance, he actually remembered the welcome party held by Douhu when he joined the twelve zodiac signs, and he still impressed him.
At that time, Gao Yang hated Uncle Hu, but now, Gao Yang can only thank him.
Douhu was the first person who made him deeply and deeply understand how dangerous and cruel the foggy world was. The more brutal his welcome was, the gentle his heart was.
……
At three o'clock in the morning, everyone washed and went to bed one after another.
Huixiong, Jiuhan and Wang Zikai were responsible for guarding the night in the middle of the night.
After the lively living room, there was no time to clean up, and it was a little messy.There was only a dim and soft wall light on the wall, and Gao Yang sat on the sofa.
Too many things happened this day, and he was extremely tired. If he hadn't relied on his special adrenal glands, he would have fainted after saving three people.
Logically speaking, Gao Yang should be able to fall asleep with his eyes closed.
But he had insomnia.
My mind was messy and I remembered many things, many people, these are still there, and those are no longer there.
Finally, Gao Yang thought of his sister.
What he was most worried about was Gao Xinxin, so he didn't dare to take any risks these days and never contacted Gao Xinxin. Not to mention gifts on Christmas, there was no greeting.
Gao Xinxin has a newly registered social vest. She will post some ordinary daily routines that cannot be seen every day, which is considered to report safety to Gao Yang.
This incident is the secret between the brother and sister.
Gao Yang took out his unregistered smartphone and clicked on SS's personal homepage through Wuhen Network.
He found out that at 8 o'clock last night, SS updated a dinner photo.
A very ordinary bento and a red apple, the rice ball in the bento was pinched into a Christmas hat.
Below the photo is a simple sentence: May you be safe on Christmas Eve.
Gao Yang felt warm in his heart. He didn't like it, and he didn't even dare to look at it twice. He quickly quit and turned off his phone.
Gao Yang took a deep breath and tried to fall asleep, but he was still not sleepy.
team leader.At some point, the sound of canned food came to my ears.
Gao Yang looked up and was wearing the red coat that didn't fit very well. Seeing her outfit, Gao Yang misunderstood: You don't have to be on the night today, right?
unnecessary.The canned food suddenly blushed: Haha, am I wearing too much?
There is heating in the house.Gao Yang said.
Yes, no wonder it's a bit hot.Can said, unbuttoning the coat.
She explained stiffly: Tonight, I slept with Hong Xiaoxiao again tonight. There is no extra bed for the time being, so I won’t sleep for now. Hehe, I will take a nap during the day.
Gao Yang nodded and said nothing.
Seeing that Gao Yang had no intention of sleeping, Cannon came over carefully, sat down beside him, and maintained a polite distance.
Captain, you can't sleep?she asked.
Gao Yang was stunned.
Isn’t this the combat gloves he bought at Jiang Hao’s stall with Chuxue?
He said he was buying, but in fact Gao Yang didn't spend a penny. He accompanied Chuxue to sit on the Ferris wheel that could not rotate and saw a somewhat perfunctory fake fireworks.
At first, Gao Yang often wore this combat glove, and after the flame broke through level 4, he didn't carry it.
Gao Yang remembered that the last time he saw this glove was at Wang Zikai's house, it should be the night when Green Tea died. It should be that time that Chuxue quietly took the glove away.
Now, the black glove has turned silver white, and the black metal sheet with a flame pattern on the back of the glove has not changed.
Gao Yang touched it gently, and the touch felt soft like animal hair.
He was shocked: this glove is made of cat hair from Chuxue. The hair in the form of Chuxue cat is soft but tough, and has active energy. Dozens of hairs can be wrapped into thin threads, and then weave them into a glove.
It can be seen that Chuxue was made very carefully, and the thread ends were not found on the gloves, so the cutting was very good.
Her intention must be of help from Bai Lu. As long as you look carefully, you will find that there are many purple thin lines hidden in the gloves for connecting and strengthening.
Gao Yang wore a half-finger combat glove, and the flame path in his body was immediately opened, creating a strong energy resonance with the black gold sheet on the glove. Moreover, this energy seemed to have an energy interaction with the glove, accompanied by slight spiritual damage.
12 gold?Just this broken glove?
Not broken.
It’s not that there is a hole to be broken!OK?Look at the lines, cropping, and this style, they are all third-rate!And this small iron piece, which is too rough to work with!What is the picture and text above?
This is the flame!
If you don’t say it, I would think it’s a piece of cake!Look at it yourself, do you look like a dad?
Not like Ah!
Look again and give me an objective point!Does it look like a triangular cake? Does it look like a shit tip here?
It seems that there is a little...
Without any warning, the conversation between Wang Zikai and Chuxue bargaining suddenly reappeared.
Gao Yang laughed out loud, and as he laughed, the corners of his mouth slowly froze.
Gao Yang raised his right hand in gloves, gently stroked the snowman's cold face, and rubbed the soft scarf on its neck.
I deserve to die Ah.
……
December 25, Christmas.
At 2 a.m., Shanqing District, Leaping Jiangyuan.
Gao Yang returned to the temporary base of the villa. Manshe, who remotely monitored the Kirin Union, had already returned. Wang Zikai, Jiuhan and Hong Xiaoxiao also came back safely with him.
At this point, all the members gathered.
Although the dust was pulled out and failed to catch it, I officially joined the Jiusi organization tonight. It was a double happiness. Everyone decided to celebrate it well and also to hold another welcome party for me.
Huixiong held the beer and said boldly: Our organization has to change its name again, and we will be called Shisi in the future!
I think you are illiterate.Manshe, who had not graduated from junior high school, finally caught the opportunity to fight back: Nine is the extreme number, the largest number can also represent infinity.
fart!Isn’t 10 bigger than 9?Hui Xiong argued with reason.
Uncle Xiong, 10 is composed of 1 and 0, so it is still 9.But she explained with a smile, and before she knew it, she had already integrated into it.
Lao Xiong, if you don’t work hard, you will become a low IQ.Jiuhan complained coldly.
roll!Huixiong was very dissatisfied: It’s not my turn to Ah in the IQ depression, isn’t there any... canned food!
Haizuo originally wanted to say Kaizi, but considering that his fists were too hard, he had to pick soft persimmons and pinch them.
Uncle Xiong... I won’t take the blame for this!The canned food looked innocent, and the fried chicken in his hand suddenly stopped smelling good.
In the villa, everyone laughed and made a fuss, just like an ordinary holiday party for a group of young people.
Gao Yang sat on the sofa and in a trance, he actually remembered the welcome party held by Douhu when he joined the twelve zodiac signs, and he still impressed him.
At that time, Gao Yang hated Uncle Hu, but now, Gao Yang can only thank him.
Douhu was the first person who made him deeply and deeply understand how dangerous and cruel the foggy world was. The more brutal his welcome was, the gentle his heart was.
……
At three o'clock in the morning, everyone washed and went to bed one after another.
Huixiong, Jiuhan and Wang Zikai were responsible for guarding the night in the middle of the night.
After the lively living room, there was no time to clean up, and it was a little messy.There was only a dim and soft wall light on the wall, and Gao Yang sat on the sofa.
Too many things happened this day, and he was extremely tired. If he hadn't relied on his special adrenal glands, he would have fainted after saving three people.
Logically speaking, Gao Yang should be able to fall asleep with his eyes closed.
But he had insomnia.
My mind was messy and I remembered many things, many people, these are still there, and those are no longer there.
Finally, Gao Yang thought of his sister.
What he was most worried about was Gao Xinxin, so he didn't dare to take any risks these days and never contacted Gao Xinxin. Not to mention gifts on Christmas, there was no greeting.
Gao Xinxin has a newly registered social vest. She will post some ordinary daily routines that cannot be seen every day, which is considered to report safety to Gao Yang.
This incident is the secret between the brother and sister.
Gao Yang took out his unregistered smartphone and clicked on SS's personal homepage through Wuhen Network.
He found out that at 8 o'clock last night, SS updated a dinner photo.
A very ordinary bento and a red apple, the rice ball in the bento was pinched into a Christmas hat.
Below the photo is a simple sentence: May you be safe on Christmas Eve.
Gao Yang felt warm in his heart. He didn't like it, and he didn't even dare to look at it twice. He quickly quit and turned off his phone.
Gao Yang took a deep breath and tried to fall asleep, but he was still not sleepy.
team leader.At some point, the sound of canned food came to my ears.
Gao Yang looked up and was wearing the red coat that didn't fit very well. Seeing her outfit, Gao Yang misunderstood: You don't have to be on the night today, right?
unnecessary.The canned food suddenly blushed: Haha, am I wearing too much?
There is heating in the house.Gao Yang said.
Yes, no wonder it's a bit hot.Can said, unbuttoning the coat.
She explained stiffly: Tonight, I slept with Hong Xiaoxiao again tonight. There is no extra bed for the time being, so I won’t sleep for now. Hehe, I will take a nap during the day.
Gao Yang nodded and said nothing.
Seeing that Gao Yang had no intention of sleeping, Cannon came over carefully, sat down beside him, and maintained a polite distance.
Captain, you can't sleep?she asked.
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