"Hey, the goods you want to see, they are guaranteed to be fresh." A stocky, bald man came down from the second floor with a rope in his hand, and a shivering girl was dragged on the other end of the rope.

"Good health, good looks, you can make a lot of money if you take this kind of good goods to the wilderness for a month," the man said with a smile, "We are not willing to touch it, it is cheap for you." ”

"Eh, who is this person?"

The bald man finally noticed that the atmosphere was not quite right, and his gaze fell on the heavy nine catties, "Who is this?" ”

“...... Pass by. She stood up and explained, "Don't step on the air carefully, or I'll go first, and you can talk slowly." Weighing nine pounds, he said that he was going to climb back down the chimney.

I don't know what way Matthew used to make these people fully trust his words and identity, but apparently no one bought what she said.

The four wanted criminals who were originally stunned shivered in unison, as if some kind of obstacle around them had been broken.

I only heard Matthew sigh, "I originally wanted to demonstrate a milder investigation and rescue method. ”

"Who are you?"

The wanted criminals finally realized that something was wrong.

But late.

President Matthew suddenly disappeared within sight of the nine pounds, maybe in less than a second, and it was not one but four Matthews who appeared again.

There is one more step for each step, and Matthew took a total of four steps, but it was difficult to capture the trajectory of the movement as he walked leisurely.

Biu~

Under the silenced sound of the gunshot, Matthew tilted his head slightly to avoid the bullets heading towards him.

"Who the hell are you?"

Matthew Lud's handpicked wanted criminals were so surprised that they fired a series of shots but missed.

Dodging bullets is as easy for Matthew as it is dodging a basketball.

"Hehe, what do you say?"

Weighing nine pounds, she can't tell whether Matthew's movements are fast or slow, she can clearly see Matthew's every splitting move, and even compared to a few wanted criminals, the president's movements are slower.

Even so, weighing nine pounds, she still can't understand how Matthew did it, she can see every action clearly, but how can these crooked heads, sideways, and walking old people playing Tai Chi slow-motion replay posture can accurately dodge every bullet, and she can't see through the mystery.

Seeing that the attack on Matthew was fruitless, two of them turned to the fireplace and shot at the nine pounds.

Weighing nine pounds, she watched the silver bullets fly towards her, and it was over, she didn't have the ability to dodge bullets as easily and comfortably as the president, so how would she explain to Matthew for a while that she could still jump around and resurrect on the spot with full blood?

Just when she weighed nine pounds and was distressed, one of them Matthew walked up to her and blocked the bullet.

Not only did I not need to explain, but I also watched a wonderful show.

Under Matthew's control, the bullet actually stopped in mid-air, turned a corner, and bounced towards the wanted criminal, One, Two, Three, Four, who fired the shot.

This is a refreshing way of attacking that defies scientific common sense.

After a few poofs, all the wanted criminals were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Matthew walked around the house, and the five gangsters were caught in one go.

This is Matthew's one-man performance weighing nine pounds of water strokes, and she is a little worried that this will affect the completion of the task or directly judge the task as unsuccessful, after all, she has not been of any use so far.

So she consciously took out the rope from the backpack and tied everyone up, and plugged their mouths with tape.

In this way, I can be regarded as having made a contribution.

"There are two more upstairs."

This is the news that the red panda has just reported, and the two people upstairs realize the danger and plan to escape.

Weighing nine pounds, the voice just fell, and the four Matthews merged together again.

"Let's go upstairs and have a look." Matthew said as he walked upstairs.

Matthew's steps are not big, and he doesn't seem to be walking fast, but he weighs nine pounds and knows that it is just a visual illusion.

Matthew is actually incredibly fast.

The structure of the second floor of the house is borrowed from the design of a prison, and there are ten cells side by side.

There was still a trail of blood on the rusty metal railing.

The building has been specially adapted to resemble a small prison inside, with no rooms but cages, and ten iron cage cells side by side on each floor.

Most of them are empty.

The people who lived there before should have been sent away or sold.

The person in charge of the walkway on the floor was nowhere to be seen, the rocking chairs crunched back and forth, the empty cans that had been pinched and flattened around the chairs, and the spilled smell of beer filled the entire floor.

The guards here apparently saw the danger and were about to run away.

"Still want to hide?"

Matthew said as he pulled out a spatula from his backpack, a cast-iron spatula that looked very ordinary, heavy, and black.

Weighing nine pounds, she was really stunned this time, and her eyes followed the spatula that was picked up and thrown out by the president.

With a bang, the thin ceiling of the old house was opened by a shovel, and the concussive energy expanded the entire destruction area several times, and the two people fell down with the scattered rubble.

Matthew stepped out in one step, and without much effort, he solved two more and picked up the spatula that he threw out again.

He snorted twice and blew the ashes off the spatula.

weighed nine pounds and raised his eyebrows, "This is the shovel used to make beef fried rice in the store?" ”

Matthew nodded.

"There are fewer people here than I expected, and the others are likely to have left, leaving just a few minions."

"......" weighed nine pounds and glanced at the wanted list that had just been updated, and all of these people were wanted criminals without exception, "The president is modest." ”

"Where, where, it's okay."

Weighing nine pounds, he didn't expect that he would participate in a full paddling task and enjoy the treatment of lying down to win.

This made Jiujin suddenly feel like he was hugging Jin's thighs.

Thinking about the psionic points she was about to earn, she looked at the president with sparkling eyes.

Matthew turned his back and took out a long sigh of relief and took out a pill and swallowed it, today's ticket consumes a lot, and he really can't bear it a few more times when he is older, but the effect of this wave of operations should be good.

He hesitated before and didn't dig into the corner, but now that the corner came by himself, of course he wanted to prove that she was in the wrong place to show the other party.

Weighing nine pounds, she knew the pain of Matthew at this time, she tied all the wanted criminals together with ropes, and then rescued a young man and two girls locked in the cell.

Until this moment, the task has not refreshed the success prompt, and after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was probably because they had not left Beizhai yet, and they were still in uncertain danger, and the wanted criminals could escape at any time, and the mission naturally could not be completed.

"President, how are we going to get out?" Weighing nine pounds and counting, a total of seven wanted criminals were arrested, four victims of abduction and trafficking were rescued, plus the two of them themselves were thirteen people, and it seemed unreliable to take so many people out of Beizhai Bicycles even if they were fully automatic.

Matthew smiled, "That's not a problem. ”