The way Maruko and Mozi left was also very peculiar.

They walked on foot, not very fast, similar to ordinary people, but when Nie Chen blinked his eyes, they were gone.

Disappeared into thin air.

Nie Chen also chased after him for a while, ran on the highway for a while, and didn't see anyone.

Touching his liver, Nie Chen's heart jumped a few times for no reason.

What the hell?

What the hell, could it be that this is an illusion?

Standing on the road where no one was around, Nie Chen looked helplessly from front to back, left and right, and there was no one in the surroundings.

Long Shao and the others, who were tied together, were thrown into the forest on the side of the road, and only their underwear was stripped off, and the rest of their clothes were thrown into the lake by Mozi, their socks were blocked in their mouths, and they whimpered and made a "hehe" cry for help, there were a lot of mosquitoes that night, and a bite was a big bag.

Nie Chen ignored them, was stunned, and stumbled towards the direction of the city.

He complained a little about Mozi, why did he push the car into the lake and leave one for himself to travel? The mobile phone on his body also fell to the ground in the fight just now, and it fell into parts, and there was no way to ask for help.

This walk was the middle of the night, and it wasn't until the sky was white and people who got up early and jogged in the morning began to appear that Nie Chen walked back to his office in the ------ building.

The aunt who sells breakfast downstairs greeted him warmly, he walked briskly perfunctorily, went upstairs and opened the door, and weakly put himself on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, Nie Chen only felt that everything last night seemed to be in a dream.

The black-clothed Mozi and the baby-faced ball-headed are so mysterious, who are they? Where did they come from? Where are they going? They got the left eyeball for themselves, why did they get it? I heard them say that they are not the only ones who have changed their eyes, but where are the others?

Compared to these problems, there are few dragons and the like, which is simply not worth mentioning.

By the way, they mentioned 901, so what is that?

Nie Chen's spirit suddenly became excited, jumped up from the bed, and quickly turned on the computer.

The monitor was as weak as ever, and Nie Chen slapped it and obeyed.

The screen lit up, opened the web page, opened the search engine, Nie Chen used a trembling hand, entered the three numbers 901, and pressed enter.

Full screen of search results, look at the bottom, more than 100,000 results have been searched.

Nie Chen was a little stupid, and casually looked at the top, which was full of train schedules and bus routes.

Page by page, it's all the same, worthless.

Nie Chen thought for a while, turned the three numbers back and forth and retyped them repeatedly, searching.

More timetables and bus lines are out.

Nie Chen was so angry that he was about to smash the monitor, thought about it, and forget it.

Slumped in the boss's chair, Nie Chen felt helpless like never before, in this kind of one-way transparent information, he was a poor guinea pig, others could find him at any time, but he didn't even know who the other party was.

and that Mei Shujie, who is also a scourge, if she hadn't waited for her last night, maybe there would have been no such thing...... Wait, where did she run to?!

My money is still with her!

Nie Chen jumped up again all of a sudden, and was dizzy by Mozi and the pill head, and almost forgot the fat worm and Mei Shujie who ran away for a while.

He grabbed the landline phone on the desk and dialed the fat worm's phone number.

The standby bell rang, and the fat worm's loud voice came from the other end of the phone, almost cracking the earpiece.

"Brother Chen, are you okay? What about your mobile phone? I called you all night and couldn't get through, and no one answered this call, so I'm in a hurry, how are you now?

Nie Chen took the earpiece a little farther away, and when he finished yelling, he asked eagerly: "Don't worry about this, I'm fine, what about the woman?"

"Which woman?"

Nie Chen was stunned for a moment, and then became anxious: "It's the woman last night, the one you watched her drooling!"

"Oh, you said Miss May. The fat worm's tone changed significantly, and it was much softer: "She left, and when we went to the outskirts of the city, we separated, hehe, she asked for my phone number, saying that she had something to call me." ”

Nie Chen slapped his forehead and almost sat on the ground.

With the last bit of strength and the last glimmer of hope, he asked, "She didn't take the card, did she?"

"What card?" The fat worm was inexplicable.

"Smack!", the telephone receiver in Nie Chen's hand fell to the table, rolled to the ground again, and the twisted wires hung it, dangling on the edge of the table.

Oh my money!

Nie Chen wanted to cry without tears, and raised his eyes to look at the sky.

Then he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Stinky chick, only 100 million in that card is yours, and the rest is mine, why do you take it all, why?"

After scolding his mother for a while, he remembered again that it seemed that he took the initiative to hand the card to others, and did not say that she could only take 100 million and then return the card to herself.

Blame and blame, only blame yourself, nothing to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf.

That's it, Nie Chen grabbed his hair, pulled it for a while, and rubbed his head for a while.

After a long fuss, the gurgling sound made after the stomach squirmed in his stomach stopped him.

I didn't sleep all night, tired and hungry.

I still have a few bucks in my pocket, so let's go downstairs and get something to eat.

Then get some sleep and everything will be fine.

Coming downstairs like a walking corpse, a breakfast shop was placed on the side of the road, and he chose a random noodle seller, sat down on the small bench provided by the boss, and ordered a bowl of noodles.

This kind of stall is an electric tricycle parked on the side of the road, with pots and pans on the stove on the car, and small tables and small stools next to it.

Mass stalls, cheap.

The time is about seven o'clock, it is the time when the business is booming, the stall business is very good, there are many people sitting, the boss of the noodle cooking is a woman, very busy, laid-off workers in their thirties, Nie Chen knows, often comes to eat her noodles, they are all familiar.

"Yo, business is good!" In the gap between the noodles, from the other side of the street, a few people came over, wearing sleek shirts, dominating the road, and the cars avoided them.

They came to the stall, kicked over a stool, surrounded the proprietress and threw the spoon from the noodle pot to the ground.

The noodle eaters, except for Nie Chen, who was still in a daze, all jumped up like springs and avoided them.

"I haven't paid the protection fee this month. A man with moxican-like hair in the lead squinted his small eyes, approached obscenely, and his mouth was almost on the boss's chest: "You dare to set up a stall here, don't you take my mouse brother in your eyes?"

"No, no, isn't this month not here yet?" The boss took a step back in a panic, put his hand on his chest, and explained vigorously: "The child is about to start school and has to pay tuition, so ......"

"So you don't pay the protection fee, right?" Brother Mouse became fierce, pulled a horse face, and pushed the proprietress to the ground: "This street is covered by Brother Mouse, if you don't pay the protection fee, it is equivalent to looking down on me, and Lao Tzu has opened your stall!"

Nie Chen sat on the small bench, and only then did he come back to his senses, turning his head to look at the crying proprietress with his brows furrowed.

He knew that mouse brother, a small character in the Kowloon Society, a gangster in this area.