"Oh, Schroeder, you're so energetic, you're not human at all!" Jones stopped suddenly, and he also beckoned Schroeder to stop, and the two of them rested for a while

"Oh, you're not bad, man, you praise me and you praise yourself!" Schroeder also flattered him

"Oh, well, you came out at night to walk your motorcycle, right?" He suddenly asked him again

"Oh yes, thanks for remembering what I said!" Schroeder replied

"I know another person, you and your friend Fen!" Jones replied to him again

"Oh, you remember every word I said!" Schroeder replied again

"I hope you didn't lose your motorcycle!" Jones also asked him

"Oh, of course, my bike is top-of-the-line, I say!" Schroeder triumphant

"Oh, I wish you had a worn-out one, or just one that you could ride, so maybe it wouldn't be lost!" Jones replied to him as well

"Oh man, you haven't seen it before, how do you know it's lost?" Schroeder asked, puzzled

"Oh, this street, it's full of cars, they block the road, look, only those sidewalks can pass people, and for a bastard like you, walking on the road and shopping makes you think it's not cool, so you want to ride a motorcycle will be very cool, then the other one, too, thinks the same way, so he "borrows" your motorcycle! Jones explained to him in depth

“ohNO！ shit！！！ I said, "I can't find my motorcycle, and hey, your prophecy annoyed me for the first time, you know, man, not so wise!" Schroeder replied with some frustration

"Wait, maybe you'll find your bike tomorrow, but if its new owner asks you for proof, you'd better give him enough proof, or he'll kick you in the ass!" Jones also joked with him that he was trying to get him relaxed

"Oh well, I think I want to cry for a while!" Schroeder said sadly

"Oh well, don't be sad, it's time for us to hit the road!" Jones suddenly straightened up and shouted to Schroeder as he continued

"Oh, well!" Schroeder had no choice, he was angry and angry, and he still wanted to go back, so he stood up again and helped Jones to continue walking. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They walked, they didn't race anymore, they really couldn't run, but they still had to persevere, they walked when they couldn't run, and they ran again when they couldn't walk (joke, hehe), they didn't stop anyway, and finally after a few more turns, they stopped at the bottom of a building, and they finally got home!

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At the door of the Lehman Building, Jones and Schroeder opened the door, the door was unlocked, they hurried in, and then went up to the fifth floor, of course they climbed the stairs, and then they went to open the door, their mood was nervous, a little depressed, they were afraid of what fork would appear:

The ......door opened, and inside, Mike was holding the child, and the woman was still lying on the cramped couch.

"Hey......!!!" The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, they were so afraid that something bad would happen, they had been out for too long, more than four hours!

Schroeder came in and saw that Mike was sleeping with the kid in his arms, and he did it all in one fell swoop, he was exhausted, and Jones was no better, but at his insistence, he was going to feed the lady the medicine.

He didn't dare to delay, he called Schroeder again, he originally wanted to call Mike to let him put the child down first to help him, but when he saw Mike holding the child, he felt that he was tired enough, after all, he was only sixteen years old, so he could only call Schroeder, he asked him to pour water, on the faucet outside, and then when he got the water back, he took the late ones out of his pocket, and then fed her.

The lady was drowsy, but he woke up again when Jones gave her the medicine, and then looked at him with dull eyes, just like Kane, and Jones told her that they had the medicine, and then told her to take it slowly, and then drank some water, and told her to lie down again, and told her that she could rest, and maybe it would be better tomorrow.

The woman fell asleep after taking the medicine, Jones put the glass on the table, and he collapsed.

“ohmygod！ Mr. Jones, are you alright? Seeing Jones suddenly fall, Mike quickly asked

"Oh, I'm fine, just look at Schroeder and you'll know how I'm doing!" Jones replied to him

Mike quickly looked at Schroeder again, and it was true that this guy was paralyzed and unhuman, but he didn't notice him just now, and now he was really tired when he looked at it again

"Hey, I said, what's wrong with you two, did something happen?" Mike coaxed the child in his hand while the two of them said, originally he wanted to wait for them to come back, and complain, because the child kept crying, and he had never hugged the child, and he didn't know how to make a child happy, so he made a grimace, he felt that his face was really a little ghostly, because he didn't make a grimace, the child cried again, he pretended to be for almost three hours, he felt that his face was already jumping around, they were unconscious, or their muscle cells were too sensitive, Seeing what surprised him, he began to twist involuntarily, as for what it looked like, he didn't know, there was no mirror here, and his arm was sore, which made him uncomfortable, he wanted to scold them, they went for nearly five hours, and just took some medicine, he really didn't understand what they had experienced, so when he saw the two of them again, he had to ask, he said that he was very surprised, incomprehensible

"Oh, I guess, I don't want to say a word, you'll have to ask Schroeder, maybe he'll have something to say to you!" Jones replied weakly

"Oh, oh...... I think so, my arm is weak, but my mouth can still move, especially for a high school student like you who has never seen the world! Schroeder hurriedly replied, as if he had received an order from Jones, for fear that someone else would rob him, although there were only three people in the room who could speak

"Oh, alright, daddy, tell me your story, I don't want to hear it if you don't tell it! I'm not a little fart, I'm supposed to follow you and ask you for candy! "Mike is still in the shape of a knife's mouth

"Oh, aren't you tired of holding him like this, I said!" Schroeder didn't answer him, but suddenly changed the subject and asked him

"Oh man, you'd better tell your story quickly, or I won't have the patience to listen anymore, and I'll hand this kid into your hands again!" Mike choked on him