Volume 1: Cruel Mercy Chapter 115: The Twelve Hours of the Holy City (3)

Liang Yi and Ye Qiu picked a happy house with a balcony closest to the parking lot and waited for the rabbit.

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The "Happy House" in the "rich area" is relatively clean, and the service and attitude are also second-rate, with glamorous girls, fruit plate champagne, mahjong poker, eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, smoking, all five things! Ye Qiu was lying on the sofa, and five carefully selected young Central Asian girls were waiting for him.

"Anyway, Lao Tzu is not invaded by a hundred poisons."

He took out a thick wad of bills from his waist, shook it reluctantly in front of the girls' eyes, and asked:

"Do you have a sister who can speak Mandarin?"

"Mr. Ye, I will say, I will say," a black-haired girl with apricot blossom eyes fell into Ye Qiu's arms, and said pitifully: "My father is from Huaxia, my mother is from Central Asia, and I also went to college." ”

"Mr. Ye, I can also speak Mandarin, our Kashgar is originally the land of China, why can't we speak Mandarin?" Another woman fell into Ye Qiu's arms, twisting left and right, intimate and intimate.

Ye Qiu pulled the faces of the two women, and sighed: "Alas, it's really pitiful, what a good girl...... " He threw a whole pile of banknotes on the table and said to the other women: "Mr. Ye is wet with rain and dew, and all this 10,000 yuan is yours." ”

"Mr. Ye is so good!"

"So what are you waiting for? Mr. Ye, hurry up and take off your clothes......"

In the Holy City, 10,000 yuan may not be earned by a man for a year of service for a girl. The women all looked at them with gratitude, and were about to have a "rain and dew moisten the leaves", but Ye Qiu suddenly jumped up from the sofa, shook his head and said, "No, no, Mr. Ye didn't come to have fun today." ”

"Does Mr. Ye look down on us?"

"How can someone like Mr. Ye look up to us? How dirty are we? ”

The girls were like lambs exiled by their masters, one person cried, and the other cried, and then everyone began to hide their tears and sob, crying and crying, tears staining their clothes, seeing that Ye Qiu was so distressed, he persuaded:

"Oh, don't cry, of course my money won't be given to you in vain, I want you to help me find something."

"What's that?" The brunette asked, looking up.

Ye Qiu said: "Money detector!" ”

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Liang Yi lurked on the balcony outside the house, quietly waiting for the rabbit that hit the tree, listening to Ye Qiu and the women playing ambiguously in the room, and laughed with relief.

AM8:31, 41 minutes after getting off the bus, the "rabbit" that hit the tree finally appeared-

It can be seen that three teenagers of 15 and 6 years old sneakily approached Rolls, two of them stood guard at the intersection, and one of them sneaked into the parking lot to steal.

"Mr. Ye, it's time to get to work."

Liang Yi notified Ye Qiu and jumped off the balcony first.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I came to you at noon to pick up the goods, so I said goodbye, Mo Da ......"

"Mr. Ye, where is the balcony!"

Ye Qiu followed Liang Yi's footsteps and jumped directly from the balcony on the second floor.

"Ye Qiu, you are left and I am right, catch one and count!"

Liang Yi and Ye Qiu were sandwiched from the entrance and exit of the parking lot from left to right, and the two young men who were guarding saw that someone was squatting, and they didn't say hello, so they ran out of the corner.

In the end, there was a short boy in the parking lot who didn't know it, Liang Yi and Ye Qiu walked back to the car, he was still trying to ignite the fire, concentrate on it, and do his duty.

"Little brother, this is not an ordinary car, there are 3 lines, you can't turn around."

Ye Qiu grabbed the skinny boy in the car like a chicken, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with dark skin, his eyes revealed a trace of fierceness and cunning, without a little consciousness and ability, dare to steal the rich man's luxury car?

"Let go of me, you let go of me!" It was like a snake, writhing and biting back with its mouth open.

"Shhh Little fart child, his head is quite iron, he doesn't learn well at a young age, he learns to steal cars, does your mother know? Ye Qiu shook up and down twice, this young man was too light, he shook it twice as if he had fainted, his arms naturally drooped, and he was suspended in the air without moving.

"Fuck me!"

Ye Qiu hurriedly let go, but as soon as the young man landed, he ran to the exit!

Liang Yi stopped sideways in front of the young man, knocked the young man left and right, staggered back three or two steps, sat on the ground with one butt, covered his forehead and scolded: "Damn, are you covered in iron?" ”

Liang Yi slipped out of his sleeve with a knife across the young man's neck, and asked in a cold voice: "I lost an SUV in the gladiatorial arena yesterday, did you steal it?" ”

The young man looked up at Liang Yi, and was so frightened that he trembled, not daring to sneak up on the slightest: "It's not ......"

Liang Yi narrowed his eyes and threatened, "Do you think I will cut your throat?" ”

The young man was anxious: "It really wasn't me who did it, it was Nikon, Nikon was the most daring, only he dared to go to the gladiatorial arena to steal things." ”

Liang Yi put the knife back into his sleeve, pulled the young man and stuffed it into the car: "Take me to find Niken." ”

The boy was horrified: "Nikon had already sold the car to a car factory in the garbage dump...... Sir, I can take you to the car factory, but they have guns! ”

"Oh?" Liang Yi's eyes lit up, "Gun? Guns in the Holy City are regulated, where do their guns come from? ”

The boy bit his lip: "Yes...... I bought it from my master. ”

Ye Qiu sat on the main driver, and after starting the car, he turned his head and asked the young man, "What?" You also learned the skill of stealing cars from your master? ”

The boy nodded.

Ye Qiu complained: "Little ghost, mix with your master, hungry for eight meals in three days, you see that you are thin, like a monkey!" ”

The young man bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "The master is a good person, if it weren't for him, I might have starved to death, I hope the two adults will punish me, don't punish the master......"

Liang Yi took out a hundred-yuan bill, stuffed it into the young man's hand, and asked, "Your master, do you have explosives for sale?" Answer me truthfully. ”

"My lord, ......" The young man looked at Liang Yi with a pair of big eyes, why did the cold big brother just now suddenly become so gentle?

Liang Yi lit a cigarette and turned his head to face out of the window, with such pitiful eyes, such a thin child, why was he embarrassed?

"Answer the question, or recycle." He said lightly.

The young man clutched the banknote and nodded: "Yes!" ”

The corners of Liang Yi's mouth rose slightly, it was no accident that he met anyone, no, it didn't take much effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find them.

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Slums, spacious places are spacious, cluttered places can't go down with feet.

A stinking stream divides the line between the slum and the holy city, and at the same time clarifies status and class?

There is always garbage floating from the upper stream, and plastic products are piled up by the stream, forming a riverbed over time; The stream was filled with dead animal carcasses, the most common being dead rats, mixed with feces and leaves, staining the stream as black and smelly as expired ink!

There was a stone bridge with no railings across the stream, and the bridge was dilapidated and dirty, looking crumbling, and it seemed to be a little tilted.

"It's better to stop here, otherwise the bridge will collapse and fall, and I will have a psychological shadow for the rest of my life."

Ye Qiu braked and stopped Rolls at the bridge.