I have a lot of clothes, why do I have to buy them?"

"Well, because I like it."

Qin Song said as he looked up at the ceiling of the store with his broad chest.

"Well, the bad taste of mortals."

Letting the staff in the store fiddle, Zhao Shaoqing looked new from head to toe.

"Why cut off my hair?"

"Because I like it."

"You guy can stop in moderation."

Zhao Shaoqing knelt on the ground and looked at his cut hair, his eyes were a little red.

"Anyway, it's already cut off, so sit down and fix it well."

"Hmm."

Half an hour later, Zhao Shaoqing stood in front of the mirror and looked at his short hair that was ear-length, a little crying.

Originally, she retained the habit of the Xuanwu Continent to have long hair, but when she came here, she found that few women would keep their hair around their waists, which would be difficult to clean up.

"It looks cool, doesn't it?"

"Well, I'll forgive you for being unreasonable."

Zhao Shaoqing grabbed his hair, followed the stylist to the inside, washed the cut hair twice, and followed Qin Song back to the street.

"It always feels cold."

"Ah, it's really beautiful."

Qin Song hurriedly comforted Zhao Shaoqing, and then the two walked on the overpass together.

On the overpass, an old man in rags, with his clothes washed white, knelt on a wooden plank with only one hand, trembling in his hand holding a wooden bowl, begging for money from people passing by.

"Uh, what's wrong?" Qin Song looked at Zhao Shaoqing with a strange expression.

"That person ......"

Zhao Shaoqing fumbled around his pocket, and finally found a crumpled three hundred yuan at the bottom of his pocket.

This is the salary for moving bricks with Mo Qilin that day.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Shaoqing ran forward and stuffed the three hundred yuan in his hand into the homeless man's bowl.

"This ......"

Qin Songgang wanted to say something, but Zhao Shaoqing had already put the money in.

"Thank you, you're such a nice person."

The man hurriedly thanked him and hurriedly hugged the wooden bowl into his arms, for fear that Zhao Shaoqing would take the money back.

"Hmph, no thanks!"

Zhao Shaoqing puffed out his chest and showed an intoxicating smile, seeing this smile, Qin Song decided to hide this secret in his heart and not tell it.

That man he actually knew, with sound limbs, completely deceived the sympathy of well-wishers for him, and had already bought three houses in the entire city of Shanghai.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Shaoqing ran over and took Qin Song's hand and ran down the overpass happily.

Qin Song stared at the man with a fierce gaze the moment he stepped off the overpass, and he hurriedly got up from the ground in fright, and disappeared into the crowd with his snakeskin bag.

She is such a person, pure and kind, although there is countless blood in her hands, she still chooses to help others when others need help.

"Where are we going next?"

"Hmm, going to dinner?" Zhao Shaoqing pointed to the food city in the distance.

"Why do you just want to eat?" Qin Song patted his forehead and said helplessly.

"The food in this world is delicious, and I love it."

"Okay, then let you eat enough today! Let's go eat buffet hot pot! ”

took Zhao Shaoqing to the self-service hot pot restaurant that he and his friends often went to, and found a place by the window, where Zhao Shaoqing and Qin Song sat opposite each other.

"Hello, welcome to the brilliant buffet hot pot restaurant, do you want a mandarin duck pot or a tomato pot."

"Mandarin duck pot?"

seemed to see Zhao Shaoqing's doubts, and the waitress patiently explained to Zhao Shaoqing.

"The feature of the Mandarin Duck pot is that it combines two soup bases in one pot, and there is a partition inside the pot to divide the bottom of the pot into red soup and white soup, the red soup is a spicy pot, and the white soup is a light pot, and guests can choose the desired taste according to their preferences."

"Oh, that's it." Zhao Shaoqing suddenly realized and nodded.

"Let's go, let's go get spices and food together."

"Want to take it yourself?"

"Of course, because it's a self-service hot pot, you need to do everything yourself."

"What a magical place."

Following behind Qin Song, Zhao Shaoqing returned to his seat alone with the seasoning prepared by Qin Song, and quietly waited for Qin Song to take the food.

"I've been waiting."

Qin Song was pushing a small wooden cart with various platters on it.

"These are all raw, that is, do you want to throw these foods in the pot and cook them?"

"Well, that's right."

"It's so troublesome, how good it is to cook it directly."

"Alright, stop complaining, let's get started."

The more difficult to cook food on the small wooden cart was put into the pot separately, and then Qin Song put the mutton roll in front of Zhao Shaoqing.

"After the water boils, put it down and cook for twenty seconds and it's almost ready to eat."

"Hmm."

Zhao Shaoqing poked the mountain-shaped beef rolls with chopsticks, and stared at the blisters slowly floating in the hot pot.

"The water is boiling, it's ready to go."

Hearing Qin Song say that it was okay, Zhao Shaoqing poured all the beef rolls on the plate into the clear soup, and after twenty seconds of silent counting in his heart, Zhao Shaoqing scooped up all the mutton rolls with a soup spoon.

"It's really cooked!"

The mutton roll changed from the original red and white color to gray and black, and it was obviously cooked.

Zhao Shaoqing tried to eat a piece, his eyes lit up, and then he ate it differently.

"Poof, eat slowly, it's actually more delicious when you eat it with ingredients."

"Uh-huh."

It didn't take long for a discordant bell to come out of Qin Song's body, Qin Song frowned and took out his mobile phone from his pocket and answered it.

"Hey, I'm Qin Song, what's the matter?"

"Captain Qin, we are the second group, and the people above let you hurry to the first night to reminisce."

"First night memories?"

"Uh-huh."

"Isn't that the business of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, sweeping pornography and calling me the captain of the special police department? What's this called, and didn't it approve my two-day vacation? ”

"On the part of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, there is an accident with the anti-pornography. I happened to meet someone looking for fault, and as a result, a fight broke out between the two sides, and there were still people injured on the side of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. ”

"It's called something. Okay, I'll rush over right away, it's really troublesome. ”

Qin Song hung up his phone and found that Zhao Shaoqing was staring at him.

"Uh, I'm sorry."

"I'm going too."

"Ah, this, I'm here to run errands, not to play."

"I'm going, and then you can lock me in the car, and I'll watch you from afar."

"Okay."

Looking at Zhao Shaoqing's eyes, Qin Song nodded.

Hurriedly checking out, Qin Song drove the car and arrived as fast as possible The first night memories, and sure enough, as the people in the second group said, the people on both sides were having a good time.

"Huh!"

In the crowd of brawls, Zhao Shaoqing saw two familiar figures, they were sitting against the wall, their hands spread out like dead fish.

Mo Qilin and Pillow Qiao, how could the two of them appear here.

"Team Qin, here's the thing. Today, our Ministry of Civil Affairs received a report call, saying that there was a py transaction in the first night of memories, and then we hurried over, but as soon as we entered, there was already a mess inside, about two waves of people, one side is the staff of the first night memories, and the other side is not where to find fault. ”

"Hey, Team Qin, it's not ...... in your car"

"Don't talk nonsense, get down to business."

Interrupting the gossip of the team members, Qin Song took out his uniform from the other police officers and put it on behind him.

"Evacuate these onlookers first, pull the cordon, and then call the special police to come over and directly identify the underworld forces! Let's catch it first. ”

Qin Song's majestic appearance made people feel reassured, he unhurriedly commanded the police of the Ministry of Civil Affairs at the scene, evacuated the crowd, and opened the yellow cordon to the four sides with the memories of the first night.

"Well, didn't I let you stay in the car?"

"It's so stuffy in the car."

"What are you doing down here?"

"Well, those two sitting on the ground and pretending to be dead are my friends."

"Friends?"

"It's ...... together"

"People who pick up the rags together, oh, I see."

Qin Song nodded, took out the walkie-talkie and said inside.

"Wait, when you go in, the two people on the ground leaning against the wall, without handcuffs, they are innocent people who have been dragged in."

"Understood."

Zhao Shaoqing touched his face, looking embarrassed, how persistent Qin Song was in collecting the rags.

Then, Zhao Shaoqing shouted: "Mo Qilin, Pillow Qiao, don't pretend to be dead and end it quickly." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Pillow Qiao and Mo Qilin moved their heads, and quickly stood up, their eyes looked towards the voice, Zhao Shaoqing raised his hands, stood outside the cordon, and smiled.

"Xiaolian?"

"Hurry up and end it, after the matter is over, I will ask Qin Song to invite you to a big meal!"

Qin Song couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard his name, and then he was so excited that he couldn't speak when he saw everything that happened in the cordon.

Pillow Qiao and Mo Qilin nodded one after another, glanced at each other, and the fists in their hands were raised, rushing into the sinister crowd like a ray of light.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of several beatings came from the cordon, and the police officers outside opened their eyes wide in disbelief, and two people pressed and beat more than a dozen people.

Before, they didn't believe that kung fu could be used in practice, but now they do.

The movements they performed, like flowing water, were like a complete set of exercises, and they watched them weave through the crowd, but no one touched the corners of their clothes.

Bang.

The last sound came from inside, and the two men patted the dust sticking to their clothes and drilled out of the cordon.

Qin Song had such a picture in his mind.

The king of soldiers returned from abroad, but found that his friend he had known since childhood was sleeping in a kennel, and in a fit of anger, he called for 300,000 ......

Ahem, Qin Song patted his cheek and sobered himself up. Recently, he has also been poisoned a lot by those brainless articles, which is simply brainwashing.

"Well, the SWAT doesn't have to come over, and the matter seems to be settled."

Qin Song took out the walkie-talkie and issued a withdrawal order, and asked the surrounding police officers to run in with handcuffs, and handcuffed the hooligan ruffian who fell to the ground and was humming.

"These two people!"

A hint of alertness flashed in Qin Song's eyes.

"Xiaolian, why are you here?"

"I'd like to ask why you're here?"

"Uh."

Mo Qilin was speechless, he couldn't say that he was a cowherd here, although it was the kind of person who didn't have a py deal, but he couldn't say it.

"He's ducking here, I'm cleaning here."

"Pillow Joe, your uncle! You're just making ducks! ”

Mo Qilin scolded despicably in his heart, and then lowered his head with a sneer.