Zhang Pan lowered his head and picked up the turtle shell and stuffed it into his pocket.

At this moment.

"Father! You are so great, you are my idol whom I admire the most." Zhang Chi, the 9-year-old son, looked at Zhang Pan with a scorching gaze, his eyes full of respect.

"It's just good luck..." Zhang Pan stared at Gou Yibo who was driving away with his eyes, and said with a modest look on his face.

"Luck is also a kind of strength!" Zhang Chi clenched his fist hard and praised his father with an excited expression.

There was a rumbling sound.

Gou Yibo, who claimed to be a scientist, drove the car off the cliff and blew it into pieces.

Zhang Pan didn't hear his son say anything in his ears. He rushed into the registration center again like the wind.

Looking at his father who rushed into the registration center again in panic, the 9-year-old Zhang Chi showed a smile on his face.

The more you look at my father’s back, the more reliable it becomes!

In the registration center.

"Leader! The last draw member of the lottery player, Gou Yibo, gave up the draw. Can you give me that draw?" Zhang Pan knelt down and said in tears.

"Give this comrade some psychological counseling." The middle-aged woman pressed her glasses and ordered the three armed police officers around her.

"Leader! Each round of lottery draws generates 5 refuge signs, and now there are only 4 refuge signs, and one has not come out. Leader! Please make some peace!" Zhang Pan did not give up and still shouted.

"Comrade, there is only one chance to draw lots. You have signed the notice in advance, and you have signed it." An armed policeman pressed Zhang Pan's head with a gun to provide a reasonable and well-founded psychological clearance to him.

"I...I know, but there is obviously a lottery there. Each round of lottery can generate 5 shelter signs. Now there are only 4, so I will draw the last one." Zhang Pan stared at the last sign with his eyes straight.

"That's not yours either." Another armed policeman pressed Zhang Pan to the ground and made him unable to move.

The last armed policeman smiled and took a thread-bound book and handed it to Zhang Pan.

"Comrade!"

"Please don't give up hope!"

"You can read this book "Han Yu Gong", you can cultivate the invincible ice true energy, signed and certified by experts from many countries, and published by the highest coalition government. The content in the book is real and effective. As long as you practice the martial arts in this book, you can still swim in winter even if you are minus 80 degrees."

"Stop messing with me, is there still water in minus 80 degrees Celsius?" Zhang Pan shouted in grief and anger.

Uh... Is there no water at minus 80 degrees Celsius?

The armed policeman showed a silly smile, and he changed his words and said, "Even if you can't swim in winter, you can still fly up when the ice age comes."

"I don't want to slip away. I just want my son and I to survive!" Zhang Pan said in tears.

"Comrade, look at what you said, there is no logic at all. You are already running away, why can't you survive?"

"Comrade, you can live a life if you stay outside. You have to believe in science, authority, and this martial arts secret book!" Han Yugong martial arts secret book was stuffed into Zhang Pan's arms.

"Wow...Brother, let me draw a little more, I will only draw a last time." Zhang Pan snatched the ground with his head and wailed loudly, but the last shelter sign was directly pulled out by the middle-aged woman wearing glasses and threw it aside.

There is no chance again!

The black muzzle was stuffed directly into Zhang Pan's mouth.

"According to the laws of the Supreme Coalition Government, anyone who dares to make trouble in the registration center will be shot!" The armed policeman in black uniform said with a stern face.

"Either go home with martial arts secrets to practice hard. When the ice age comes, you still have a chance to escape, or you will be shot to death by us now and throw the body into the valley. You choose!"

...

"You are just a stupid donkey!" The son Zhang Chi said a coldly, and then got into Zhang Pan's taxi.

Zhang Pan got into the taxi driving seat, lit a cigarette, and then drove the car out honestly, not driving towards the cliff, nor driving to the registration center.

The foundation of the registration center is one meter high, and even if it drives a tank, it cannot be hit.

"Comrade! You have made the right choice. I wish you a great success as soon as possible. When the ice age is approaching, six must fly up. We can only look up to your majestic figure in the underground world!" A fully armed armed policeman said with a slutty smile.

...

"I also said that if you get a refuge visa, I will go back to school to marry the school beauty by adding a name to the household registration book. As a result, you draw a death visa. I said, you are a fool who drives a taxi, why are you so stupid? You can't even draw two visas, 50% chance, you can't get them. You might as well let me be the head of the household, call me dad!" his son Zhang Chi complained loudly.

Thorn! A brake sounded.

Zhang Pan stopped the taxi, pulled up the handbrake, opened the car door, dragged his nine-year-old son Zhang Chi out of the car, and then beat him up.

"You tmd still want to marry the school beauty!?"

"Your dad hasn't touched a woman in 10 years!"

"You still want to be my dad!? You have all your seniority and you jumped to grandpa. Who are you calling a fool? Who are you calling a fool? Look at my dad who won't beat you to death today!"

Fight, fight, fight...

"Anyway, the world is frozen in two years, and all animals and plants will be extinct. Instead of waiting for you to be frozen to death or starved to death at that time, it would be better for me to kill you now. Maybe you will be more happy now." Zhang Pan used every punch, making his son's nose and face swollen.

"beat!"

"Stay on!"

"You fight to the death!"

"I know the more you hit me, the more you love me!"

"If you beat me to death, it means you love me to death!"

The 9-year-old son Zhang Chi shouted at Zhang Pan with his neck stammered.

Zhang Pan's iron fist stopped in the air.

"I'm sorry, you misunderstood. I don't love you. Let's get in the car." Zhang Pan stopped abuse of children and prepared to start the taxi again.

At this moment.

A fully armed armored vehicle led the way, and 10 family cars then slowly passed by Zhang Pan.

Another new round of lottery draws for Wangcheng County, some are happy and some are sad.

After experiencing ups and downs in life, Zhang Pan lost the mood to beat his son and drove home.

...

Zhang Pan returned home, lit the fire and cooked, stir-fried a plate of fried meat, and steamed the rice for two people in an electric rice cooker.

He scooped a large bowl of rice with a sea bowl for his son Zhang Chi. He was eating a very long bowl of rice, while Zhang Pan ate it himself.

Bang!

Throw the fried meat onto the table.

Zhang Pan called his son to have dinner, and his bruised and swollen son was brushing his cell phone, not as if he was hungry.

"I usually look like a hungry ghost, why don't I want to eat today?" Zhang Pan took a piece of meat without hesitation and stuffed it into a bowl and slashed a large mouthful of rice.

"QQ, WeChat and forum can't be available, and even games can't be played." Zhang Chi frowned.

"Then are you still browsing your phone?" Zhang Pan took a sip of beer in sorrow.

"Looking at the chicken soup article, you can open your phone and read it. There are a lot of chicken soup articles on it."

"What chicken soup article?" Zhang Pan took another sip of wine.

The son Zhang Chi turned on his phone and opened it for Zhang Pan to see.

The first chicken soup article.

"Die early and late are all deaths, the key is to accumulate virtue"

The second article of chicken soup.

"Death early and rebirth early, the key is to do good"

The third article of chicken soup.

"There is a future life, and a good beginning will lead to a good end"

The fourth chicken soup article.

"Suffering in this life, blessing in the next life"

The fifth article of chicken soup.

"Death is not scary, because it can travel through time"

The sixth article on chicken soup.

"The cold is not scary, as long as you know martial arts"

The seventh chicken soup article.

"The cold is not scary, as long as you know magic"

The eighth chicken soup article.

"The cold is not scary, as long as you can fight"

The ninth chicken soup article.

"The cold is not scary, it's just right to come to cultivate immortals"

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Chapter completed!