Put down all the luggage so that Li Lingwa was so envious that the little guy was gently put down, but he still occupied the largest and softest bed in Li Lingwa's room. It was so big that Lanlan would not fall to the ground for four or five times rolling, so soft that half of his body was trapped in when the little guy was put on it. When he arrived in an extremely comfortable environment, the little guy slept even sweeter.

After that, Sun Wukong went to check the firmness of the room with some concern. It was the simplest and rough. When he saw a seemingly weak point, he punched 80% more forcefully, and then his face changed. Wori, you dam, what kind of wall is this? Why is it so hard?

However, Sun Wukong changed his original face in seconds. Li Lingwa must not be allowed to see his embarrassing appearance, and he will never be able to.

In a place where Li Lingwa couldn't see it, Sun Wukong still couldn't help but shook his hands.

"It's okay." Nodded pretending, and the place where Sun Wukong was hammered was left with a half-centimeter-deep fist pit.

"Wow, it doesn't hurt? Do you know that the alloy I use for walls is tungsten steel. It has high hardness, wear resistance, good strength and toughness, heat resistance, corrosion resistance, especially its high hardness and wear resistance, which basically remains unchanged even at a temperature of 500℃. It still has a high hardness at 1000℃. You can't even think of breaking through this wall. You can leave your fist marks on it. I seem to hear your bones moaning."

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, "Can you put down your phone and speak well?" At the same time, the hands were also clattering.

"Oh." I felt creepy immediately, and the hairs on my neck stood up, and my whole body suddenly turned into a creature called a hedgehog. Li Lingwa obediently put down her phone and nodded and replied.

"Since you're safe here, then I'll leave."

"Go and be safe."

The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold and strong...

Li Lingwa: I’m writing a book, if you dare to write the next sentence, I will tear you down.

Author: If you don’t write, don’t write. Don’t think I’m afraid of you anymore, hum.

"How to open the door?"

"Oh, I'll record a fingerprint for you, and you can open it. If you want to come in from outside and call me, I will hear it." Li Lingwa took out a fingerprint recording machine and asked Sun Wukong to put his finger on and operate it in one go.

"Didi."

"The green light comes out and it's done with a dripping sound. You can... Damn, why is it a red light??" Li Lingwa looked at the machine in her hand in disbelief. "You are trying it, change your fingers, change another one, and change it... Damn, it cost me tens of thousands of dollars. Is it still a malfunction?"

Sun Wukong went into battle with ten fingers, but unfortunately, it was not possible. The machine in Li Lingwa's hand stubbornly lit up the red light, and screamed wildly.

Is the machine really malfunctioning?

Li Lingwa put his own finger on it.

"Drip." An interface pops up while the green light sounds, allowing Li Lingwa to set relevant permissions.

"No problem, I'll let Lanlan try." Li Lingwa looked at the little guy who was sleeping soundly. Her own fingers and fingerprints had been entered, and it would not prove anything when the green light was on.

"Drip." The familiar interface popped up, Li Lingwa set a permission casually, and then began to doubt life.

What was wrong? Salted fish was puzzled and was already blind.

"Wait, show me your hand." After all the crux of the problem, only Sun Wukong was left, "Damn, where is your fingerprint, why don't you have fingerprints?"

"I, I don't know, it seems there were some before."

"Previous? When did it mean?"

"Before you appeared, to be precise, it was when you had not given me some practice in the martial arts. I remember that I still had fingerprints. After practicing for a while, the fingerprints on my fingers began to slowly disappear. No, not only did the fingerprints on my fingers not exist, but also the lines on my body's skin also disappeared."

"Damn, did I give the wrong thing? How could I practice the whole body of the pattern has been completely cured? Could it be that I remembered it wrong or wrote something wrong? No, I didn't read it, and it was even more impossible for me to write it wrong. I checked it three or four times at that time. Or was there something wrong with this technique itself, and I couldn't practice it..."

Sun Wukong muttered to Li Lingwa, and a big man with a forehead leaked out. There was something wrong with drinking this technique. Then, do you still feel at ease and boldly give it to me for me to practice?

Damn, why did you suddenly have the desire to destroy yourself and rebuild it? You originally thought that the salted fish was already cheating enough, but you didn't expect that the most cheating place would show that this guy was waiting for him here. What should I do? I really want to hit people, I really want to beat people, I really want to beat people.

Forget it, I don’t have time to care about so much with Sun Wukong now. The most urgent thing is to solve the people found by Li Lingwa. It is not possible to keep Lanlan hiding in the room. It is easy to make Lanlan autistic.

In order for Lan Lan to not be autistic, Sun Wukong could only defeat all his enemies to be autistic.

He took the last Qiu Feng who called from Yan Yuanlong, and only had a set of changing clothes and charging equipment in his backpack. While Lanlan was still sleeping soundly, Sun Wukong embarked on his itinerary.

...

"Damn, brother, I'm so fucked with you."

That's right, it's the same brother again.

"I also want to see if I can take a guest away nearby, but the people in this place don't get in the car. Just as they were about to leave, they met you. Wait, are you really having a breakup? Oh, I said that between husband and wife, you must always be a little tolerant, fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, as a man, be more generous, your wife will give you everything to you, no matter you are poor and rich, you are the only support she can rely on. Listen to my advice, buy some small gifts, go back and apologize, and just coax it more." The driver is still pretty good, the car is clean and tidy, and the old driver who has been more than ten years old is so good that he has no words to say. The only thing he is dissatisfied with is probably too good to chat. When chatting, he is simply the kind of relatives who don't recognize him. Do people talk a lot when they are middle-aged?

Will he become like this when he is middle-aged? Sun Wukong suddenly thought of this serious question and couldn't help but silence. It is impossible, it will definitely not become like this.

"She is really not my wife."

"Forget it, it's impossible to have a fate before it comes, and there's nothing to do about it. Regret is useless." After that, the driver kicked the accelerator and started the car.

During the trip, the driver who chatted never said a word again. Even when he arrived at the airport, the driver only said the amount that Sun Wukong needed to pay and left.

(To be continued)

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!