Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 490 Love, Unity and Family

After drinking enough water and having a full meal.

Song Shi declined Oddo's suggestion to take her for a walk, saying that she wanted to walk on her own.

Of course, before that, Song Shi found Anthony, gave him the reserve card, told him to do a good job, and then took to the streets when the other party replied "Please don't worry".

This is the coastal city of Cambon in the province of Lajodi.

Kangben is not the provincial capital, but the city is prosperous. In recent years, it has been selected as an economic development zone and has become even more prosperous.

The first feeling when stepping onto the street is the bustle.

Children playing and vendors with carts can be seen everywhere on the streets of the community. Grilled sausages on rollers are sizzling with oil. It would be better if you can ignore the cigarettes hanging from the vendors' mouths. Under the walls covered with exaggerated graffiti, several men and women with glittering makeup play guitars and drums, singing excitedly in front of all passers-by.

Whenever a person or a car stops for a moment, a micro drone waiting nearby will immediately fly up and wave the QR code hanging below.

The colorful and saturated colors, wrapped in a noisy atmosphere, rush towards people.

Oh, it's not just the colors.

A black shadow rushed over, Song Shi lifted it up and grabbed it steadily, and took a look at it in his palm. It was a bionic dragonfly with flapping wings, the size of a palm, with rough welding skills, cut aluminum sheets from cans, rusty screws, and a small motor that was removed from somewhere.
A black shadow rushed over, hit it with its head, and at the same time raised its hand to try to grab the mechanical dragonfly.

Song Shi snapped his fingers and hit the opponent's forehead, causing the watermelon to explode on the spot. Okay, no.

After being hit by a bullet, the opponent's momentum came to an abrupt halt. He staggered backwards and sat down on the ground.

A child.

To be precise, this was a little boy about eight or nine years old, wearing a blue baseball cap.

There was a streak of oil paint on the bridge of his nose, but he was not afraid at all after being hit. Instead, he grinned and showed his teeth and claws.

"Who made this for you?"

Song Shi shook the dragonfly.

"I did it!"

"You did it?"

"I did it!"

“It’s so ugly.”

Flames burst out from Song Shi's palm and burned the entire dragonfly. The pits, misaligned welds and burrs disappeared in an instant, and the entire dragonfly suddenly became much cleaner and sharper.

With his current psychic realm, when necessary, Song Shi can use the [Forging Flame] as a forge to process materials to a certain extent.

Song Shi threw the dragonfly over. The little boy opened his eyes wide, held the dragonfly and looked at it for a long time, then turned around and ran back to the young man next to him.

Yes, at the moment when Song Shi caught the dragonfly, three young men who were originally leaning on the nearby railings and chatting casually suddenly stood up and slowly surrounded him.

After seeing the little boy take the dragonfly and run over, their tense demeanor relaxed significantly. The young man in the lead patted the little boy on the head, whispered a few words, and told him to run away and play somewhere else.

Then he picked up an unopened can of beer and threw it at Song Shi.

"Brother, I'm sorry for what happened just now, you little brat."

Song Shi took the beer, opened it and took a sip, which made the three of them look more relaxed.

The leading young man scratched his nose: "Brother, you are from outside, right? Are you here to travel in Kangben? Do you want me to recommend some places to visit?" "Is it that obvious?" Song Shi raised his eyebrows: "I think I can fit in well with the environment."

"No one in the clan would ask who made the dragonfly."

The leading young man smiled and motioned to his companions to buy some food from the hot dog stand nearby.

"Who doesn't know that 'Salmon' and 'Rod' are the best at tinkering with machinery in the world?"

He said seriously: "Turning trash into treasure, emergency mechanical maintenance, these are the basic skills of a wanderer, don't you understand? This is our old tradition. Even the little brats in the clan can repair cars. By the way, another old tradition is drag racing."

Song Shi nodded, and pointed at the two people next to the young man with beer: "Are they yours?"

"They are all my cousins." The young man hugged them and laughed.

"Cousins?" Song Shi questioned, "You two don't look alike at all."

"The bond of affection is much deeper than simple blood ties."

The young man raised his index finger and shook it twice: "What's wrong with not looking alike? He, him, and him, I——"

He casually pointed at the pedestrians on the street, and everyone he pointed at smiled and greeted them.

"We all grew up in this neighborhood, family, oh oh, family, get it?"

"Family. Oh, I've been away for so long, and I miss my family a little bit." Song Shi remained calm.

"Then let's go home!" the young man said as a matter of course.

Song Shi sighed and said, "I heard that Kang Ben is developing an economic open zone. He plans to find an opportunity to make a living."

The young man was stunned for a moment, his face looked a little unhappy, and he asked suspiciously: "You also want to make money from us?"

"Do you think I look like a rich man?" Song Shi opened his hands calmly and said with a smile: "Making money? Just to make a living."

The other party looked at Song Shi seriously for a few seconds, and felt that it made sense, and his face relaxed again: "It seems so, then it's easy to make a living. Do you have any skills? If not, then why don't you find a clinic and get some second-hand prostheses to install."

"You have skinny arms and legs." He shook his head. "No one wants you even when you're unloading at the dock."

"You do have some skills." Song Shi took another sip of beer: "Before I came here, I was worried about being excluded, but looking at you guys, it doesn't seem like that's the case?"

"You just want to make a living, what else can you say?" When mentioning this, the other party clenched his fist and said, "We are unhappy with those who betray their own people! Some people have forgotten their families and love! They team up with outsiders to make a lot of money from their families! So that they can live a carefree life! Shameful!"

"Economic Development Zone? Everyone knows that friendships will deteriorate when money comes. I would rather everyone get paid less than watch my family fall apart! What's the difference between that and the sea, cough, and the corporate dogs of the Enterprise Alliance!"

"So did the Great Guardian! He approved the economic development zone! It was all for his son!" He said angrily, "That Wallis Salmon appears on camera every day! He talks about the good things about the economy everywhere!"

"We were able to defeat the enemy, avoid natural disasters, roam the wasteland freely, and win battles with the tribe leader! What did we rely on?"

He suddenly stood aside, raised his arms and shouted, and immediately there were crowds of followers nearby. The street bands excitedly changed to a passionate song, and everyone shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Love—! Unity—! Family—!"

The young man's cheeks flushed as he spoke. He was just about to explain to that person the clan's great achievements in the past, but when he turned around, he found that the other person had suddenly disappeared. He didn't know where he had gone.

He was stunned for a moment, but soon he was pulled back by the enthusiastic reaction of the people in front of him. He no longer cared about the brother who was just trying to make a living and raised his hands above his head again.

"Love, unity, family!"

(End of this chapter)