After a while, Liang Yu came back with a white shirt with a strange style, "I didn't find any other clothes, Ah Ling, you can wear the work clothes here first, it's pretty anyway." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wear it back today, just give it to me at school tomorrow, and I'll pay it back. ”

Mu Zhaoling took it casually, raised it slightly, and sniffed secretly, well... There is the smell of smelly men's sweat... There is also the bleaching smell of bleach.

"Well, thank you. "Trouble, who calls yourself a middle school student now?

After taking the clothes, Mu Zhaoling went to the toilet on the first floor, there is a cubicle in the men's toilet, where you can change clothes. However, it is very unfortunate that the toilet on the first floor is actually full.

Dead Fish Eyes stared at the closed compartment door and thought for a moment, "Forget it, let's go to the second floor." ”

This café is divided into two floors, with the office building on the two floors above.

Unlike the lobby on the first floor, the second floor is a private room, which is specially prepared for 'big customers', so the toilet on the second floor is much cleaner than the one on the first floor.

Walking into the innermost compartment to change clothes and come out, Mu Zhaoling looked at the clothes in his hand, he had no feelings for this, and was considering whether to return it - this guy is too troublesome to even this little thing.

Throwing his clothes into the trash can next to the sink, Mu Zhaoling was about to leave, but was stopped by someone.

"Hey, waiter, come on, help me. ”

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a big belly, although his figure was eye-catching, his face was flushed, and he had obviously drunk too much, but judging by his serious appearance and temperament, he should be a person with status.

'Hmph, now one or two, do they think I'm so easy to talk to?' However, there was no need for Mu Zhaoling to do anything insincere at this time in order to maintain his image as a 'high school student'.

A white paper with a faint light appeared out of thin air, and Mu Zhaoling's eyes suddenly lost their expression, and he really couldn't live in peace wherever he went.

Picking up the middle-aged man, Mu Zhaoling reluctantly asked, "Which room to go to?"

The middle-aged man wiped his face with a tissue, because he drank too much, his speech was not very clear, "A little sister." ”

"...... "Is this bastard talking about the door of the room?Doesn't the restaurant like to vulgarly take some city names?"

Although he didn't believe the information provided by the other party, Mu Zhaoling still helped him out of here, and generally restaurants will post relevant road signs, just look for 'a little girl' on the road.

The result is really there, but it's not 'a little girl', but 'a little plum'.

'Knock', Mu Zhaoling knocked on the door twice, and he had to do a full set of plays, but knocking on the door was the waiter's profession.

Open the door, the room layout of 'A Little Plum' is just like its name, elegant, concise, a few landscape paintings, a few blooming potted plants. There were five people inside, four women and one man, one of whom was wearing a black suit and was cleaning up the plates on the table - it must have been the manager of the restaurant.

It is worth noting that there is a woman who looks heroic and sassy, and she is still wearing sunglasses at night, and when she saw Mu Zhaoling helping someone in, her eyes suddenly became cautious.

"Hey, Principal Yang, they all say that you can't go to the toilet alone when you're drunk, take a look. At the dinner table, an older woman spoke.

"No," the middle-aged man known as 'Principal Yang' shook his head helplessly, "I always forget that I am old when I drink too much." ”

Then he said to Mu Zhaoling, who was holding him, "Thank you, it's okay here." ”

After saying that, he spread the other party and walked to the seat alone.

After the task was completed, Mu Zhaoling would not be nosy, and immediately turned around and left. The woman in the room, he remembered seeing on TV, was the one who was amphibious on land, water and air -- this is the bad thing about good memory, and he has an impression of all kinds of mess.

"Could it be that that guy is Xiang Ying?" Referring to what he had often heard in the past few days, Mu Zhaoling thought of a very reliable answer.

"Ah, wait. ”

Before he walked out of the door, Mu Zhaoling was stopped again.

The owner of the voice is the guy he guessed to be 'Xiang Ying', and this voice is really good, full of energy, although it is a little low but very comfortable to listen to, obviously so far away, but it seems to be in the ear.

At least the guest singer is starving.

"Sister Li, I'll go to the toilet. "Xiang Ying said to the older woman, and then began to get up and leave.

"Well," Sister Li nodded, and then said to a tall woman with a dark complexion next to her, "Xiao Wen, you can go with Xiao Ying." ”

The simple interaction between several people, the relationship between each other can be clear at a glance, the main person is 'Sister Li', similar to the existence of guardians and agents, and Xiao Wen is a bodyguard and assistant or something, as for Principal Yang and another middle-aged man, it seems that he is discussing something with them.

I don't know how many years I have lived, Mu Zhaoling can still see this, but now he is pretending to be a waiter, and he is too lazy to reveal his identity, so he will simply make another cameo appearance to lead the way.

"Here, please follow me. ”

So, he led the two of them to the toilet.

'Xiang Ying's figure is very hot, although he is dressed more tightly now, but the convex and backward figure can still make the hormones of ordinary men soar, however, the man walking in front has no reaction to this, as if he didn't see it.

Is this possible? Of course not! The only explanation is that the other party is not an ordinary person, so

The bodyguard named 'Xiao Wen' looked at Mu Zhaoling vigilantly, his figure stepped forward slightly, faintly protecting the people behind her, she suspected that the people in front of her wanted to do something wrong, although there was no evidence, she was professional - there must be no luck.

Suddenly, a huge force struck him on the back of his neck, and Xiao Wen's eyes widened in disbelief, and then he slowly lost consciousness.

It is difficult to prevent thieves, and she was actually knocked out by the people she protected!

Watching the person in front of her fall to the ground, 'Xiang Ying' had sharp eyes, she had always had enough of being pointed at and living under those disgusting eyes, and today, she wanted to use force to break free from the cage and escape from here.

――Judging from the way she blushes, I guess alcohol gave her the courage to resist.

After getting rid of the people who were platoon to spy on him, 'Xiang Ying' immediately made a decision and threw himself at the person in front of him with a knife.

With a muffled sound, 'Xiang Ying' was punched hard in the stomach.

"Ahem!!"

Although she choked enough, she didn't cough up blood, and she was caught off guard, but her excellent physique still allowed her to hold on.

Hunched over, enduring the discomfort in his stomach, 'Xiang Ying' was about to resist with his spiritual power, and a slender and beautiful hand grabbed his throat.

'Gollum', 'Xiang Ying' swallowed, she looked at each other in a daze, she was checkmated, right!?

Mu Zhaoling looked at the person in his hand coldly, suddenly became difficult, and wanted to knock him out, hmph, he didn't care what the other party had secrets, let's suffocate for three minutes first!

[Mission: Get Shadow's Pans!]

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A black paper with a black glow suddenly appeared and hung above the heads of the two of them, the black light and the light reflected each other, making the whole space look eerie, like a horror set infested by evil spirits.

Xiang Ying was about to organize words to fool the other party, but he heard a voice like a hungry ghost ringing in his ears.

"Hand over your pans ......"