He ran a few hundred meters in one breath, performed two consecutive night tours on the way, and then he showed his figure, then swiped a shared bicycle, and drove towards home at a leisurely pace.

He hadn't been to school for a long time, invited a few classmates to dinner, and entrusted them to report for him.

Zhang Yuanqing would have dropped out of school if it wasn't for the bad explanation at home.

"When I have saved enough money next year, I will drop out of school on the grounds of starting a business. My grandparents should not object, as long as they don't object."

Pedaling his bicycle, he thought leisurely.

As for his mother's opinion, Zhang Yuanqing didn't care about it. Anyway, he had never spent her money for so many years.

When he got home, he fell asleep and woke up at dusk. On the floor of the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing saw Xiao Doubi crawling around with his uncle's wallet on his hands.

Recently, my aunt's underwear is washed very frequently, either hanging on the balcony or storing in the closet. Xiaodoubi can't touch these two places at present, so she settles for the next best thing and brings money to the owner.

Zhang Yuanqing drew out three red cards as usual, and asked Xiao Doubi to return the wallet.

While waiting for dinner, he played a game. Xiao Doubi lay on the master's head, holding a controller, staring at the TV screen intently, pretending that he was also playing.

Zhang Yuanqing was absent-mindedly playing the game, recalling the dungeon strategy that he had checked during this period of time in his mind.

His goals for the next period of time are very clear - to practice fighting, to consult the strategy of multiplayer spiritual realm in the extraordinary stage, and to beware of Lee Xianzong's stalking and hunting.

As dinner was approaching, Zhang Yuanqing heard the anti-theft door open, followed by his aunt's voice:

"Mom, I'm hungry, is dinner ready?"

"Wait a little longer." Grandma's response sounded vaguely.

After more than ten seconds, the bedroom door opened, Jiang Yubai poked his head in, saw his nephew playing a game, and immediately closed the door and entered the room happily: "Let's play together!"

Jiang Yubai sat cross-legged beside his nephew, and took the handle on his head casually: "Why are you putting the handle on your head?"

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing felt the emotion of "grievance and anger" from Doubi since he was a child.

But after a few seconds, Xiaodoubi forgave my aunt, slipped down from Zhang Yuanqing's back, crawled towards her, hugged her thigh, and rested her head on her lap to watch the TV screen.

Even a baby spirit longs for maternal love! Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

At this time, my aunt lowered her voice and said furtively:

"I've been thinking about something lately."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yuanqing stared at the screen intently and manipulated the controller.

"Your superpower is invisibility, right? You suddenly appeared in front of me that day."

"That's right." Zhang Yuanqing said.

"I suddenly thought about it." The aunt manipulated the handle and said, "Did you steal my underwear?"

Zhang Yuanqing's scalp went numb, he looked at her sideways, and said angrily:

"How can you spit blood on people? As the leader of the super special agent team, I am great, bright and righteous. How could I do such a beastly thing as stealing my aunt's underwear?"

His tone was extremely serious, as if he had been deeply insulted.

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