On the way to the train station, Zhao Hao was still a little dizzy, since the speed of time in each world is different, what is the basis for judging?

Also, if the time of each world is different, then after some mercenaries go to other worlds to perform missions in the future, will there be a situation where everyone they know will die when they return to their original world?

Zhao Hao really couldn't figure it out, and it was estimated that these things could only be explored slowly when there were more mercenaries. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I rubbed my head with a headache.

CZ Railway Station is the most chaotic place in CZ City, where there are all kinds of people haunted, but Zhao Hao came in the afternoon, and CZ City in August can be said to be hot to death, so there are not many people at the train station.

The true qi in the body ran spontaneously, and the body suddenly felt a burst of coolness, and Zhao Hao saw Xiaoyu in a white dress standing next to the bus stop at a glance.

"This stupid girl doesn't know how to find a place to avoid the sun."

Zhao Hao was a little distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Light rain."

"Brother!" Xiaoyu saw Zhao Hao and shouted happily.

"When did you come and why didn't you call me?" Zhao Hao walked up to Xiaoyu and touched the little girl's head, and said with some blame.

"It's not been long since I arrived." Xiaoyu blushed a little and said, she is not young anymore, but her cousin still treats herself like a child, and she always feels so embarrassed to be hungry! However, I thought so, but I didn't refuse.

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, I'll take you to dinner."

After speaking, Zhao Hao pulled Xiaoyu and walked towards the restaurant on the side of the train station.

"Brother Hao, I heard that things at the station are very expensive, so I think it's better to go to the school to eat." Xiaoyu said glutinously on the side, Zhao Hao and Xiaoyu's family is not rich, so Xiaoyu suggested in the spirit of saving a little is a little.

It's just that money is a problem for Zhao Hao now? Feel free to take some modern things to Tianlong World for a walk, and a lot of gold will be in hand, although Zhao Hao only has less than five hundred yuan now, but five hundred yuan, two people have a meal, it is more than enough.

"It's okay, I got a job, and the salary is quite high."

Saying that, he pulled Xiaoyu straight into a small restaurant, ordered three dishes and one soup, two meat and one vegetable, and ate beautifully with Xiaoyu here, the boss is a slightly chubby middle-aged uncle, and his skills are quite good.

Zhao Hao was in the Tianlong World out of various schemes, and in addition, Dali Wuliang Mountain was sparsely populated, and after eating compressed biscuits for a few days, he didn't feel anything before, but now when he sees these exquisite modern snacks, he really feels a little intimate.

"Boss, let's have a pot of tea." Zhao Hao took two bites and shouted.

"Okay." The chubby boss replied with a smile.

"Xiaoyu, when are you going to start school?" Zhao Hao took a bite of the dish and asked.

"September 10th."

"There are more than 20 days, I'll take you to visit CZ City these days"

"Hmm."

"I'll go out first." Zhao Hao suddenly said to Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she said a little angrily: "Brother Hao is going to smoke again?" Although it was an inquiry, it was obviously a definite tone, which made Zhao Hao embarrassed.

Zhao Hao smiled a little embarrassedly, he just had this hobby, every time he smoked, he was killed by the little rain pipe, but this smoking addiction was really unbearable.

Xiaoyu wrinkled her nose, and said like a half-paid little housekeeper: "Don't take it as an example." ”

Zhao Hao walked out of the small restaurant as if he had been amnestied, not that Zhao Hao was too cowardly, but that he smoked cigarettes and was infected in his junior year, and his mother didn't know, but by chance he was discovered by Xiaoyu, a girl, and then there were all kinds of unequal treaties, if he didn't agree, he told Zhao Hao's mother, according to Zhao Hao's mother's character, he didn't nag himself to death if he knew he was smoking.

Zhao Hao lit a cigarette and took a beautiful puff.

"Whoosh." A motorcycle passed by him, pulling up a gust of wind.

"Grab the money!"

Grab the money! Zhao Hao suddenly understood something, and his subconscious body rushed forward like an arrow off the string.

The speed of the motorcycle is very fast, at least more than eighty yards in this section, the young motorcyclist who has just grabbed the money, is secretly happy with today's harvest, and suddenly feels that something is wrong, there seems to be someone chasing him next to him!

The young man felt that he was not a little awake, and he was in a groove! Why don't you fly! The motorcyclist suddenly reacted but felt that his head was even more insufficient, what is the speed of the Nima Olympic sprint champion.

Zhao Hao is also a little struggling at this time, his current internal strength is shallow, and this Ling Bo is not very proficient in stepping on it, so at this time he is just barely keeping up with this guy, although he wants to give up, but when he thinks of this guy robbing other people's hard-earned money, he is a little unhappy, I remember that when I first came to college, I seemed to have been robbed by this group of ramps once, Ma Dan, I will still chase you today, Zhao Hao and this guy are still working hard.

At this time, the owner of the original small restaurant ran in in a hurry.

"Little girl, your boyfriend is chasing that motorcycle, go and have a look." The boss's kitchen is made of transparent glass, right at the door of the restaurant, and he happened to see it when Zhao Hao was smoking just now.

When Xiaoyu heard that the boss said that Zhao Hao was her boyfriend, her face flushed slightly, but she didn't defend herself.

"Boss, how much do these cost?" After this incident, Xiaoyu had no appetite to eat, and hurriedly asked the boss.

"What kind of money is it, I invited you today, and next time you will take care of my business." The owner is an honest person.

"Well, thank you, boss." After speaking, Xiaoyu ran out of the restaurant, but there was still a trace of Zhao Hao.

quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhao Hao's number.

"A butterfly on your fingertips...."

Zhao Hao, who was desperately chasing the motorcycle in front of him, took out his mobile phone, but the movements under his feet did not slow down at all.

"Hey."

"Brother, where are you?" Some anxious voices came from the other side.

"I'm chasing this bag thief right now, wait a minute, I'm going to catch up with this bastard in no time, fuck! The police car is chasing after you, I'll call you later! ”

"Dididi," the voice on the other end of the phone indicated that Zhao Hao had turned off his phone.

Xiaoyu on the other end of the phone was a little daze, catching up with the bag thief? That guy seems to be riding a motorcycle! And what the hell is the police catching up?

Zhao Hao was also a little suffering at this time, the bastard in front of him was riding such a fast car in this section of the road, obviously speeding, and now he is followed by a butt of police cars, do you have any professional quality, the ramps who snatch bags are like you, how many times do you have to be caught every year!

Fortunately, he was witty, and he pulled a hair on the way to cover his face, but now he can't stop saying anything, isn't it, what if the group of guys behind him takes him back, he can't afford to lose this person.

As everyone knows, the motorcycle driver in front of Zhao Hao also has a hard time, usually after grabbing the bag, basically riding to the next traffic light and the speed will slow down, and it will not provoke the police at that time, but who knows that today I met a dead pervert, you are making a movie, you have chased me for four streets, bastard, the young man also wants to ride faster to get rid of the bastard behind, but the speed limit on this section of the road is forty yards, and it is basically easy to have an accident if he rides to eighty yards, and the young man is not willing to lose his life for a little thing, And this bastard in the back will be tired, this is a machine himself, it depends on who can consume whom!

Even more depressed than the two of them was the police car that followed behind them.

I just took a nap today and received the traffic police on the last section of the road said that there was a person racing with a motorcycle, and Nima was speeding, I thought I hadn't woken up at the time, and now I looked at the person in front of me with a towel covering his face from a distance, what kind of monster is this, you don't want to participate in the Olympics, you are racing with others, 80 yards of speed, an average of 22 meters per second, why don't you go to the sky!?

Anyway, as soon as I commented on the previous chapter, it proved that I was not a stand-alone machine, and some readers signed in, which is too face-saving!

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