"Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot!"

The shrill sirens echoed among the mountains, and if the surrounding police force did not make any moves, then when the day dawned, no matter what their reasons were, the guilt of 'dereliction of duty' was bound to be punished.

"Ah, the guys who serve the people are here, and it's really timely. ”

It had only been a quarter of an hour since the arson, and Mo Xie stopped and rubbed his hair, looking like he was in a good place.

"Finally ......"

Behind him are haunted mountains and villages, and around them are terrifying 'humanoid monsters', at this moment, whether it is Brother Shan or Xiaoying, they feel twelve points of cordiality for the sirens that continue to spread at the foot of the mountain. Especially Xiaoying couldn't help blurting out the word 'finally' for a while, but she regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth, hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, and looked at the man next to her who was only two positions above her.

She had already seen through the identity of this guy when she saw Mo Xie's true face, there was no way, Mo Xie's wanted notice had even seen the old farmers in the fields.

The thought of the description on the wanted warrant sent chills to her bones.

"Don't worry, since I saved you, I will never kill you again. ”

Xiao Ying's strange appearance could not be concealed from Mo Ye, he put down his hand scratching his head, and his face showed a solemn look.

"Now that there are normal rescuers on the scene, there is no need for me to accompany you on the road. ”

Mo Ye stood on the side of the road and motioned for the two of them to take care of themselves.

"Thank you for your kindness...... Mr. Mo Xie, I swear that I will never reveal your whereabouts to anyone! Xiaoying, you should also swear!"

Brother Shan was already barely able to walk on his own, he glanced back at the mountain fire that was still spreading, and then looked at Mo Ye's back in front of him, and after a little hesitation, he said.

After all, the 'blood medicine' is produced by the "Holy Scripture", and there is really nothing to say about the curative effect, at this time, Brother Shan can already walk, but the swelling of his calves is like suffering from elephant leg disease.

The internal wounds have been healed, but the bruising caused by the damage to the musculoskeletal still needs to be surgically discharged.

"Not necessarily. Facing Brother Shan's oath Mo Ye just smiled coldly, he was not surprised that his identity was exposed, in fact, if these two people did not show the meaning of recognizing his identity, then things would be abnormal.

"Tell them where I am, and by the way, bring them a message for me. ”

Mo Xie didn't look back, just like the so-called 'real men never look back at the explosion', as he was at this time, he had no interest in looking back at his 'masterpiece'.

"What?"

Brother Shan asked.

"Let's just say, if you want to arrest me, you'd better write a will first!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Ye's whole person rose from the ground, and he disappeared after a few ups and downs in the mountains and forests.

“……”

Brother Shan was silent, he looked at the direction where Mo Ye disappeared in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses until Xiao Ying called him softly.

"Brother Shan, hurry up, the fire is coming!"

"Ahh ”

Brother Shan answered, then withdrew his gaze, and the two staggered on the road again.

"Xiaoying, don't talk to anyone about what happened tonight, even if you are arrested and interrogated in the police station...... This mountain of fire, let's think I set it alone!"

Brother Shan's words were shattered by the mountain wind, and finally drifted into the forest fire and burned out.

"Gain 300 Wishing Points. ”

Stepping on the mountain wind, Mo Ye was already more than a thousand meters away, and suddenly he received a prompt sound from the Holy Scripture.

"Huh?"

Saving people who should have died in the real world and giving others help that they couldn't have otherwise gotten will give Mo Xie Wish Power Points, but in terms of Mo Xie's previous experience, even if he saves ten people, he will probably only gain 100 Wish Power Points. And if it is insect killing that can produce wish points, then this prompt is obviously late.

Not to mention anything else, although the "Holy Script" is a profiteer who likes to raise prices, it has really never done anything in arrears of wages to migrant workers.

"The Holy Text, what's going on?"

As if the salesman was worried about finding more money at the time of shopping in the supermarket, in order to avoid being settled by the autumn queen, Mo Xie sent out an inquiry.

"Ahem!"

The implication of a profiteer's cough is self-evident.

"How much?"

The so-called close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, and since he lived in the great god of "Holy Scripture" in his mind, Mo Xie is getting more and more on the road.

"Five thousand!"

The lion, who was suspected of taking advantage of the fire to rob, opened his mouth widely, making Mo Ye frown.

"When I didn't ask. ”

It's not that Mo Ye can't get 5,000 points, but considering his current situation and the way to exchange it in the future, spend 5,000 points to figure out what happened to the 300 points of Wish Power just now?

Save it!

"Five hundred!"

Seeing that Mo Xie refused so decisively, the Holy Book hurriedly lowered the price.

“……”

Mo Xie didn't respond, he just took out a compass from his arms, slightly discerned the direction, and then set off towards the north.

Being in the south of Xinjiang has an advantage for Mo Ye, that is: as long as he goes in the direction of the north, then he can return to the mainland after all.

This night, he returned to his heart like an arrow.

"50! can't go any lower!"

The "Holy Scripture" shouted out the 'jumping price', but whether it was itself or Mo Xie, who was often cheated by it, they all knew that even if the price was pressed to the 'freezing price' of 5 points, the "Holy Scripture" would still make a profit.

It's a no-brainer deal.

"Deal. ”

Mo Xie responded.

"Deduct 50 points and the redemption is complete. ”

There is no capital to buy and sell, how much you sell is how much you earn, "Holy Scripture" happily accepted Mo Ye's hard-earned money, and then opened his mouth leisurely,

"Sao Nian~~ Have you heard of luck?"

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"Click!"

Loaded with guns and ammunition, wearing a steel helmet, standard battlefield attire. Those who understand know that these people are just police officers, and those who don't understand are afraid that they will be mistaken for terrorists.

In Pushi Town, Old Man Song's small hotel was already filled with smoke, and after losing manpower, the police officers who had besieged the entire block threw tear gas into all the windows facing the street.

The thick, pungent smoke forced residents out of their houses, and without exception, they were handcuffed and guarded by a dozen or so guards.

"What are you doing here?"

"What crime have we committed?"

Similar questions come out of everyone's mouth, but sometimes the police don't need to be guilty of arresting people. And in the distance of the Tiangao Emperor, a decent explanation is just something extra.

"How long will it take for the fire trucks to arrive?"

Sitting in the chair that was temporarily moved in the back, the noble Zhang Ju should be far away from the front line, he frowned, the wind was not very good tonight, and the smell of tear gas had begun to permeate, and this smell was particularly pungent for him.

"It's coming soon, bureau, thirty seconds at most!"

The task of pressing on the front line has always been the business of the big soldiers, and the captains in straight uniforms standing behind Zhang Ju did not dare to take a breath.

The shame of the day must be washed away by tonight's actions!

As long as you are not blind, you can see the anger in Zhang Ju's eyes, and everyone here knows what awaits him if he can't get any results tonight.

"Report to the Bureau!

Just as Zhang Ju was lying on a chair and about to continue his lecture, two police officers walked over with a disheveled woman.

"Let go of me, you brutes!"

Tears flowed, Li Xinmei could barely open her eyes, she gasped heavily, and she felt a tingling pain in her lungs after inhaling too much tear gas.

But as the men pushed and pulled, the woman struggled with unimaginable strength, and it took almost three or four men to catch her, and two police officers to escort her after being handcuffed.

The woman seemed to have unleashed all the power she had accumulated during the day.

She yelled and cursed at the figures in front of her who were blurred by the tears that kept pouring out, every word was the ugly words she knew, the words she usually wouldn't touch at all, just like these dog-like guys in front of her, all of which she usually avoided existing.

"Li Xinmei...... Sure enough, she is a very energetic woman......"

In the face of Li Xinmei's curse, Zhang Ju had no expression at all, he waved his hand and motioned for the police to put her in the prison car.