MTL - All Things Wrong (Retrograde Gaming)-~ postscript

One day two years later, Zhang Yonglin came to Li Huailin’s home. Of course, Li Huailin had not lived in the previous apartment, but moved to a new high-class apartment. But this time they want to move again, the destination is the island of Oceania, the two just bought, ready to look at the past, and live for a while, Zhang Yonglin also received news and came to help.

Just entering the door, a small figure appeared directly in front of Zhang Yonglin, Zhang Yonglin also took advantage of the other side to hold the other side: "Kid, fast called uncle."

"Uncle." Zhang Yonglin's son, of course, is Li Huailin's son. This year is more than one year old. He is very cute. He can run away from chaos, but his speech is not very smooth. He can only have one word at a time. The pronunciation, but in others' view it is also very cute.

"Md told you to come over to help, not to let you play with my son." At this time Li Huailin also came out from inside, "Hurry, the things over there have also moved."

"Hey, I can't figure out more and more, why do you guys have such a lovely son?" Zhang Yonglin said.

"Turn off your ass," Li Huailin said.

"The thing on the other side of the new parliament, you have gone here, and it is said that you have to go for a while, are you not afraid of this incident?" Zhang Yonglin suddenly asked.

"Should, can't do anything, I have to say that it is really wise to hand over this trouble to the guys on the other side of the day." Li Huailin said, "Although I don't know what the future will be, but at present, at least the development The direction is good."

"Yeah." Zhang Yonglin nodded. The current new parliament, the principal is a group of people headed by each other, and of course there are other factions, such as Liu Heyun, and the Zhengfang school, although a little confused, But in the general direction, there will be no trouble, and everything is really going in the right direction, at least for now.

"That, do you want to take it?" Suddenly, Zhang Yonglin also pointed to a slightly worn out device next to him. Yes, in this new apartment, this slightly worn-out thing is a bit unsuitable. This equipment, of course, is the game bin that Li Huailin made himself. It was also moved here before, but now, Li Huailin’s time on the line is not long, because the days with his family are even better.

"Forget it, just... stay here." Li Huailin thought about it and said.

"Yeah." Zhang Yonglin also nodded.

Just finished, there was a loud bang from the side, and the two turned their heads and found that the bags that were moving out next to them suddenly flew more than a dozen meters away and directly smashed their floor-to-ceiling glass. It’s a smash.

"What are you...? Can you control your ability?" Zhang Yonglin turned and asked.

"Not me." Li Huailin stunned, and then both of them thought of something, while looking at the little boy who was lying next to him.

"Hey, the text, you..." Li Huailin helped, "It’s really a headache."