On the way back, there was laughter and laughter all the way, and the flattery of the five people was endless, one after another.

Li Qi's mouth was grinning to the root of his ears, even if he was the patriarch of the elf clan, he had never heard such a naked praise.

The fat man looked at Li Qi's eyes and was wrong all the way, pinching and touching up and down.

Li Qi was really a little mad by him, and hurriedly shook his shoulders: "What are you doing?!"

"By the way, you can't have been dropped, are you? Or is it Li Qi I know?" the fat man touched his head, puzzled.

"You just dropped your bag!" Li Qi scolded: "You can't have a good word in your mouth." ”

"Then you can't be so powerful all of a sudden!" The fat man still exclaimed: "I think you are better than those boxers." ”

Li Qi was startled, at this time he realized that he was a little carried away, even the fat man felt that he was starting to be different, if it fell into the eyes of those who had ill will towards him, what would he think?

He hurriedly said: "Where, how can I compare to them, the opponent is different, they come over, maybe they fight more cool than me." "That's just as well. The fat man thought for a while, and then said worriedly: "I said, this matter won't cause you any trouble today, right? ”

"There won't be any trouble. Li Qi thought for a while and said affirmatively: "Don't worry, those people don't dare to say it, besides, the camera behind their classroom has long been broken, and there should be no evidence." ”

"What if they say it?" the fat man was still worried.

"Just say it, say it, and there is no evidence, it's an exaggeration, others think they're bragging, besides, I'm just able to fight some, is it possible that because of this, you can still arrest me?"

As long as he doesn't let him clash with the state apparatus head-on, and acts behind his back, Li Qi thinks that he has stolen skills and magic to save his life, and he will not lose to anyone.

Talking and laughing along the way, and going to a street food stall with the fat man and a few of them for dinner, Li Qi returned home with a little fullness.

Looking at the magic imprint of the dimensional blade that was still not moving in the spiritual world, Li Qi simply cherished this rare leisure time for himself, and decided to wait until the dimensional blade was completely conceived.

There are still four or five days to go before the small long holiday on October 1st, which is also a rare rest time for Li Qi and his high school party.

Yesterday, he just stabilized Biying's mood, and let Li Qi return to Turtle Valley now, he really couldn't settle down.

After thinking about it, he simply waited until the long holiday passed, but before that, Li Qi wondered if he could surprise Biying during the long vacation.

Developed the habit of seizing the time to cultivate at any time, let Li Qi go home and fall asleep a little unaccustomed, as for returning from another world to the earth and sleeping immediately, just to balance his tense body and mind at all times.

With such a one-day and two-day buffer, Li Qi's mood was much more relaxed.

He reclined on the bed, and the cyan fire lotus on his fingertips condensed one by one into the size of a grain of rice, and the entire three hundred fire feathers added up to only the size of a palm.

There was no light on in the room, and Li Qi directed the condensed and cyan fire feathers to frolic and slide in the air like fish.

The three hundred fire feathers are like cyan fireflies, and the whole room is like a large aquarium, Li Qi originally wanted to exercise his control over the fire feathers, but now he is unconsciously addicted to the control of these fire feathers.

The long night slowly passed in the deeper and deeper tacit understanding between Li Qi and Huo Yu.

An upscale neighborhood in the heart of the city.

Located on the top floor, a luxurious living room of more than 100 square meters is filled with smoke. The huge floor-to-ceiling window is halfway open, the wind "whines" into it, the smoke swirls in the living room, and the corner that occasionally blows away is like a gap in the veil fog, and the half of the objects exposed at will are all simple and delicate to the extreme.

Low-key and luxurious, that's what you mean by the décor.

On the glass coffee table in the living room, along with the ground, there are countless cigarette butts, some of which have burning red dots on the cigarette butts that have not yet been extinguished, and dozens of missed caller IDs have just been extinguished on the mobile phone screen covered by thick cigarette butts.

On the sofa facing the coffee table, a middle-aged man reclined on it with his eyes blank, the cigarette in his hand seemed to have just been lit, and he did not take a puff, curling bricks and tiles to the smoke all over the room.

The room was full of smoke, and it seemed a little blurry to him through the smoke.

He looked haggard, the shirt he was wearing seemed to have not been washed for many days, exuding a heavy smell of sweat, and the top two buttons on the neckline of the shirt had been removed, and there were already a lot of polished and shiny places against the flesh.

He looked at the smoke gathering in the air, his eyes were unconsciously a little foggy, his fingers shook unconsciously, and most of the ash of the half-burned cigarette in his hand fell on him.

He was startled, maybe he was burned by the soot that had not yet dissipated the residual warmth, and it was a little abrupt, and the whole person jumped up violently, and slapped it a few times in a hurry.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang again in the room, he glanced at the mobile phone on the table, flipped around on the sofa for a long time, and turned out a button mobile phone that seemed a little out of place in this era from the corner of the sofa.

The middle-aged man rubbed his red eyes, took a deep breath, took the phone in front of his eyes and looked at it, hung up casually, and walked towards the door.

After a while, a tall figure wearing a black coat, a black hat and black sunglasses followed him in.

The middle-aged man looked at the messy furnishings in the house, pointed indiscriminately, and said casually: "Sit." ”

The tone was full of exhaustion and heartache.

The tall figure sighed, hastily tidied up the couch that had been messed up by some unknown thing, and sat down, not disgusted by the thick choking smoke that filled the room.

"Do you smoke?" The middle-aged man tinkered with the cigarette box on the table for a long time, as if waking up from a dream: "Look at my memory, it's gone here, I'll look for it for you." ”

"Forget it, Zhang Ju, I'm not a big smoker, so I won't smoke. The tall figure removed the sunglasses on his face and the hat on his head, casually put his hand on the sofa to the side, and waved his hand.

But seeing that he had a Chinese face, and his stiff beard poked out like pins, it added a touch of heroism to the person in front of him.

It's just that compared with his whole face, the facial features seem a little mismatched, the nose is red, but it is a garlic nose, and the eyes that are not big are slightly narrowed, making them even smaller.

Like a dormant rattlesnake in the desert wasteland, ready to strike a fatal blow to its prey in front of it.

"How's that going? Li Li is not the kind of person who doesn't know the times, even if he has a big boss on his head, he is not afraid that I will give him small shoes to wear in private? Who is that Li Qi? Why did he change his face when he saw it?"

The middle-aged man didn't force it, he casually scattered all the cigarette butts on the table on the ground, sat on the coffee table with his ass, his eyes staring at the face of the national character, and his sharp eyes didn't blink.

The wind blowing outside was a little stronger, no new smoke added, the smoke in the house dispersed a lot, and the middle-aged man's face gradually became much clearer, it was the Zhang Ju who had appeared many times in Li Li's office before, that is, the father of the bald scum killed by Li Qi.

"Bureau Zhang, tell me about you, you haven't been to the bureau in the past few days, and the number one has called you so many times, and you don't answer, he is furious, what, do you want to wear this clothes?"

"Lao Tzu's own business, Lao Tzu knows it in his heart, I don't need you to tell me this and that!" Zhang Ju slapped the coffee table suddenly: "I."

Now it's asking you! Not asking me to ask!"

"Okay, okay!" The national character face raised his hand, blocked it in front of him, and shook it back and forth twice: "The person you asked me to check is not a big person, as for your son-in-law's case, it has been sealed by Li Li as an unsolved case." ”

"What!" Hearing this, Zhang Ju stood up suddenly, and his eyes suddenly opened as big as a copper bell: "The surname is Li! Good! How dare he!"

"Zhang Ju, you can dissipate your anger, there is indeed no evidence in that case, and it is impossible not to list it as an unsolved case, this is a reasonable thing. The country face persuaded, and continued.

"The Li Qi you asked me to check is not a big deal, that is, an orphan, his parents died in a car accident a few years ago, if you want to talk about the connection with Li Li, I haven't found any exact connection, isn't that kid really not suspicious? Li Li's handling of the case is a must in our bureau. ”

"Impossible!" Zhang Ju slammed the table: "That kid definitely has something to do with my son!"

"But ......"

"No, but!" Zhang Ju raised his head and roared angrily at the national character face: "If I say that there is a relationship, it is a relationship!"

He paced quickly in the living room: "My son can't die in vain, he doesn't know how lonely he is down there, I have to find someone to pay for his life!"

Zhang Ju raised his head sharply and looked at the face of Guozi sitting on the sofa: "Lao Wang, you are my old subordinate, the relationship between the two of us doesn't need to be said much, I blocked a shot for you ten years ago, and now it's time for you to pay me back." ”

"Zhang Ju, that feeling, I, Wang Kunshan, naturally remember it clearly, but if you want me to help you kill someone, it's impossible!"

"It's okay, just that kid, just that orphan, no one cares if he dies, you help me, you help me, otherwise, aren't you afraid of me saying those things you do?"

"Zhang Ju, you threaten me?" The eyes of the national character face suddenly became sharp.

"There's no way, Lao Wang, don't think about killing me here, as long as I die, those things will appear on the table of the Commission for Discipline Inspection tomorrow, you just need to help me kill the orphan, even if it's not him, everyone else can do it, kill whoever you want, otherwise, how lonely Xiang'er is down there." ”

The bureau looked at him with a blank look in his eyes, incoherent, and kept arching his hands.

Wang Kunshan looked at Zhang Ju, who he didn't seem to know at all, and a chill rose in his heart, he grabbed his hat and glasses, and walked out without looking back. Looking at the middle-aged man in the room who made a phone contact gesture to himself, he scolded angrily: "What a madman! Don't drag me if you want to die! Wait, wait for this matter, I'll let you go crazy with me again!"