Zhang Yue is dead, and that's enough.

Separated from his wife Yin and Yang, this can be regarded as the basic ending.

A newborn soul is very dangerous in the world, and it may become a prey in the eyes of others.

But it doesn't matter anymore, just let him become a lonely ghost and fend for himself.

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Eleven crumpled the lie-strewn letter and threw it in the trash.

And the stack of banknotes was put into his arms.

This is City C.

At the moment, five o'clock in the morning.

Eleven needs to return to the seaside outside Qincheng as soon as possible, I just hope that there will be no more chaos in the third day of the tour.

He walked into the empty alley, which was very dark.

"Oops!"

It seems to have stepped on the foot of some homeless man.

The guy screamed in pain.

The voice is crisp, not like an adult.

"I'm sorry!"

Eleven whispered in response, then exited the alley, exposing himself to the streetlights.

"Stop!"

The man chased after him, and Eleven turned his head, only to see that the man who had come was a very sloppy little beggar.

About fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was covered in mud, and his hair was messy like a begging for food.

Maybe it's really a meal?

In short, I can barely tell that it is a little girl.

In this era, I didn't expect any other girl to fall into such a situation.

Maybe it's running away from home, or maybe it's an orphan with a neurotic brain problem?

In short, Eleven's mind instantly had a lot of character ideas.

"You stepped on my foot, lose money!"

The little beggar stretched out his hand, which seemed very reasonable, but Eleven could clearly see the inferiority and fear in this guy's eyes.

Obviously, the little girl is afraid of herself, and Eleven is sure that even if she beats this guy up, she will only beg for mercy instead of resisting.

"Is it okay to have dollars?"

Eleven asked, and the little beggar paused for a moment, and then looked suspicious.

"Don't think you can lie to me by wearing a mask, tell you, this street is full of my brothers, you have to ......"

"Click!"

The little beggar's words were not fully spoken, for Eleven had already put the stack of bills into her hand.

The little beggar looked at the stack of dollar bills in his hand, and was a little stunned, this stack of money was about a hundred pieces.

"Damn, are you playing with me, it must be fake, give me Grandpa Mao, two hundred!"

The little beggar obviously didn't believe her, and Eleven ignored her and turned to leave.

But the little beggar did not let Eleven go, but chased after him and hugged Eleven's legs.

"Give money, don't give don't want to leave!!"

The little beggar's voice was already crying, and she seemed to be in a hurry to use the money, which is why she was so disregarded and ruthless.

Aren't you afraid that Eleven will really hit people?

It won't be someone in the family who is seriously ill and needs money urgently, this kind of plot should be rare in modern times.

"I don't have any cash on me!"

Eleven tried to explain, but the little beggar held on.

"I don't care, you have to leave two hundred dollars today anyway.

Also, this dark coin is returned to you, how old is a person, how can you still have the face to deceive the little girl. ”

This thing now remembers that she is a little girl, but what is she doing now that a little girl would do?

The little beggar put the stack of bills into Eleven's pocket.

"My friend has money, are you going to follow me to her?"

Eleven asked patiently, his current mood was calm and a little weird.

I don't know if it was the relationship between killing Zhang Yue with my own hands just now, in short, I was calm and talked to people like a machine.

It's like an empty heart, just want to do something numbly, find some realism that you are still alive.

The appearance of the little beggar made his mood settle down a lot for the time being.

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"You didn't lie to me?"

The little beggar asked, a little unconvinced.

"I don't lie to you, do you want to come with me?"

"Hmph, whoever is afraid of whom, go and go!"

The little beggar let go of Eleven's legs and limped after Eleven.

She didn't wear shoes, so she didn't walk very steadily, and Eleven's foot just now did hurt her thumb, so I don't blame her for not being able to walk.

The little beggar followed Eleven until Eleven took her to a clearing on the outskirts of City C, where a helicopter had been waiting for a long time.

The little beggar looked at the plane and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Eleven was already walking towards the plane, the propellers of which had stopped, and it looked like it had been waiting for a long time.

The little beggar hesitated, but finally swallowed his saliva and followed.

Underneath the helicopter, there is a tall figure dressed in a black robe.

The black robe hid him well in the dark, so that people did not know whether it was a man or a woman.

However, it seems that the man in black does not intend to take off his hat to show the public.

This is the backbone of the Organizational Intelligence Directorate, number two.

At the same time, it is also the C city that he sent Eleven, otherwise it would be too late to rely on other means.

Seeing Eleven returning, Number Two came from the shadows of the black helicopter.

After seeing the little beggar behind Eleven, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Who is this?"

His voice was young, sounding like he was in his twenties, but Eleven knew it well.

Number 2 is a tree spirit, and his true age is more than 400 years old.

"An unlucky girl who came to me for a claim, do you have any cash?

"Claims? What did you do with them?"

Two's tone was somewhat evil.

Eleven looked at him speechlessly.

Number Two pulls his wallet out of his sleeve.

Eleven took it, opened it, and was stunned for a moment.

In the high-end cowhide wallet, there is a ten-dollar one, and two five-cent ones, plus a one-dollar coin.

I didn't even have a bank card or credit card, so I didn't know where to get the faded business card, and Eleven didn't look closely.

In short, the whole wallet adds up to a huge amount of money12.

"Ahem, don't look at me like this, there are a lot of places to spend money during this time......"

No. 2 couldn't stand Eleven's silence a little, and went straight to the helicopter and sat in the driver's seat.

"Da Da Da !!!"

The plane started, and the propellers whipped up a gust of wind.

"You sold this wallet, it should be worth some money!"

Eleven Friendly put the wallet into the hand of the little beggar who was a little stunned.

Then, hop on the plane.

I don't know if it was because of the size of his body, but the stack of bills that the little beggar had put back in his pocket fell down again and smashed at the little beggar's feet.

Seeing this, the eleven were enlightened:

"Bring your documents to the bank to change, this is real money!"

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"Boom !!!"

The helicopter took off, and with a huge gust of wind, the little beggar was soon left alone.

The pile of money was trampled under the feet of the little beggar so that the wind from the helicopter would not blow it away.

The little beggar picked up the stack of money, looked at the purse in her hand, and she began to believe Eleven's words a little.

Because she saw the helicopter with her own eyes today.

In the world view of the little beggar, the private helicopter is a high-level tool that only the really rich can sit on.