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Li Qiang didn't talk nonsense, but put down the package, turned around and walked out.

When Li Qiang came back after inquiring about the news, Zhang Qian had already left. The package was opened, leaving a bottle of oxygen and a nutritious solid meal. Gone was a bottle of oxygen and that precious piece of oral medicine.

Pack up your things and Li Qiang logs into the game

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A few gray-feathered chaffinch, landed on the half-section of the beam, bouncing and pecking at the food.

Standing in front of the wooden window, holding the edge of the window with both hands, looking at the thriving scene outside the window, Rick was in a calm mood.

The pie aunt on the street, with her big fuchsia face, is full of love for life, and she is dexterously stirring the batter in her hands, making fun of a young man.

Street corner beggars are also looking for their prey, especially the young, lavishly dressed crowd, which is the target of their special attention. Every time such a person appears, the beggar's "miserable index" can immediately more than double.

From time to time, the shouts of early risers and the warm greetings of the innkeeper sounded in the corridor

After standing silently for a moment, digesting the message from the mysterious voice to himself, Rick knocked on the wooden door of the little boss's room.

No one responded, and Rick knocked a few more times, faintly hearing a female voice complaining and the little boss cursing.

The wooden door opened, and an elderly woman in disheveled clothes with the smell of inferior perfume appeared in front of Rick.

The older women are out of shape, but they are generally plump, but the smell of wind and dust is too strong. Seeing a little white face standing at the door, the older woman suddenly blinked her little eyes poisoned by inferior mascara: "Oh, where did the little bad brother come from, he came to slam the door so early." ”

Looking at the other party's dark eyes like water bags, Rick took a step back faintly, and his voice was cold: "I'm looking for Mark." ”

The woman in the wind and dust is the best at figuring out people's hearts, and when she saw Rick's appearance, she suddenly snorted coldly: "Come in!" ”

Turning, the big writhing ass, reminded Rick of that horse hip.

"Damn, what's the matter with you kid, are you looking for death early in the morning?!" Mark looked tired, and his eye circles were also a little blue, and it seemed that he had tossed a lot last night.

grabbed the older woman and touched the sensitive parts of the other party, causing the wind and dust girl to laugh for a while: "I hate it, you are a wrongdoer, and there are still people!" ”

Mark straightened his crotch in disgust and laughed evilly: "Don't you like little virgins?" This is the one in front of you. ”

The corners of Rick's eyes twitched, resisting the urge to burst out and kill, and he lowered his voice and said to Mark: "There are eyebrows!" ”

Mark's expression was stunned, and then his face gradually became solemn: "You go out first, don't let outsiders get close!" Generously throwing out a silver thaler, the older woman smacked it hard in Mark's face, and walked away with a gust of incense.

Rick was no more than a dust girl, and immediately began to sense, and after making sure that no one was there, he continued: "I found the clue to the night thief"

Anyway, he is also a small leader in Greenwater Town, even if he is excited, Mark still listens quietly to Rick's news.

Mark is talented, but he has a good habit of listening and thinking. Although limited to knowledge, this kind of thinking has great limitations, but compared to those ruffians who can only fight and kill, he can be regarded as a cultural person.

Mark lit a low-quality tobacco, the spark kept flashing and disappearing, and his hesitant voice came from the smoke: "Danger? What kind of danger law? ”

Rick only briefly mentioned the location and a few suspects, but focused on highlighting the danger of the thief: "You go over, it is estimated that all of them will be destroyed." ”

Mark's face turned pale when he said this, but he was stunned and did not get angry. Think about it, how can someone who dares to follow things from the police station be good?

Mark snuffed out the cigarette butt and furrowed his brows vigorously: "Then what do you say?" ”

Rick waved his hand to drive away the smoke and said with a smile: "You just need to disclose this news to the director, and the rest is not something we can participate in." ”

Rick doesn't want to take risks, his main purpose now is to make money, and the rest can be put aside for the time being.

Rick left at some point, leaving Mark alone on the bed, frowning and pondering.

At noon that day, Mark took Rick and another of his men to find the Chief, who had been sleepless all night.

The situation of the beard at this time is even worse than yesterday. Two red, swollen and bloodshot eyes, staring at Mark like a hungry wolf, and his voice was hoarse and low: "You'd better give me good news, I've just slept for less than ten minutes." ”

Mark glanced at Rick, who was calm and composed, and slowly, word for word, repeated Rick's original words.

The Director groaned slightly, and his eyes fell on Rick's face, and his voice was unabashedly affirmative: "This is the news you got from, right?" ”

Rick knew that he couldn't hide, so he could only nod helplessly: "As a price for providing information, I refuse to participate in this operation." ”

The Director stared at Rick for a moment, then agreed to his request.

Now that you know the approximate location, it becomes easier to find a ground mouse.

This time, the police station can be said to be in full force, almost disturbing the entire town of Greenwater.

The streets were full of police officers patrolling in black leather uniforms, their eyes revolving around each suspect, and it was seen that ordinary people were not afraid to go out on the street.

Prepared all night, planned all night

Droz stretched his body wantonly in the dark night.

The body seems to be integrated into the shadow of yin, and it is extremely fast in the streets and alleys, looking for prey.

After paying a lot of money and obtaining the Yin Shadow inheritance, Dro suddenly fell in love with the pleasure of galloping in the dark and raging in the night.

When the dagger in his hand slashed through the opponent's neck and sprayed warm blood, Dro was as if he had been electrified, swinging. This irreplaceable sense of excitement made Droz addicted.

Stealing evidence from the police station is only part of Droz's life, and watching those police officers spin around like headless flies during the day, Dro feels a sense of accomplishment.

After slaughtering a few hapless nightingales, Droz felt it was time for him to leave the boring town. Maybe Ironstone can bring a little freshness to itself?

Hanging his body upside down on the beam, as Delo's breath slowly disappeared, the surrounding space slowly oozes a large gray cold mist. The cold mist seemed to be alive, encroaching on Dro's body

The annoying day comes again, and Droz finds himself hating it more and more.

With a simple makeup, Delo's well-defined facial features suddenly became ordinary.

The moment he opened the door of the house, Dero's breath stagnated, and the sunlight made Dero's reaction slow down slightly, and then in his sight, the overwhelming crossbow arrows came to him!

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