Qin Shou sighed, raised his right hand and leaned forward!

grabbed Fujiwara Misuke's neck!

There was a crisp bang, and Fujiwara Sansuke's head was pressed the coffee table.

Click.

It was the sound of a glass falling on the ground and shattering.

Several android waiters looked at this side in horror and slowly stepped back.

Fujiwara Sansuke roared, "What are you doing? You're looking for death, you know? ”

He tried all his strength to stand up, but the hand that grabbed his neck was as if it were an alloy and could not break free.

The coffee on the table spilled a little.

Qin Shou picked up the coffee and took a sip gently.

It's still hot, and I can't drink it.

Ahh A female guest next to her screamed.

When she saw Qin Shou, she actually raised the coffee cup on top of Fujiwara's head.

That's piping hot coffee!

Although Fujiwara was pressed tightly, he also saw Qin Shou's actions.

His eyes were cracked, and he roared, "What are you going to do! ”

Ahhh

Fujiwara Sansuke kept screaming.

The piping hot coffee ran down the top of his head, over his forehead, eyes, nose, mouth!

White smoke was emitting from every inch of skin on his face.

There was a clanging sound.

It's as if a large slice of pork belly is placed on a baking sheet!

It wasn't until the last drop of coffee ran out that Qin Shou put down the cup.

He grabbed Fujiwara by the neck and dragged him off the chair.

At this moment, Fujiwara Sansuke has been burned to the point of confusion, although he is still struggling, he is only weakly jumping a few times.

Qin Shou opened the glass door, this café was chosen by him, and there were no cameras installed by mutual guards nearby.

"I said forget it, just forget it." Qin Shou leaned down and whispered softly to Fujiwara Sansuke's ear.

Then with a strong left hand, Fujiwara was thrown into the street like a dead dog.

Pedestrians passing nearby saw it and avoided it one after another.

Not a single one.

This is the Seventh District, and such things are rare, but they are not uncommon.

It's commonplace for everyone, but it's just that people's faces are burned, and this kind of thing is still a bit cruel.

Qin Shou shrugged his shoulders and patted his hands.

He turned around and walked back to the coffee shop and settled the bill at the front desk.

"Thank you, Mr. Smith." The previous android waiter lowered his head and took the money, and said softly.

Qin Shou smiled and didn't reply.

…………

"Hello. I'll look for Mr. Fez. ”

Qin Shou stood at the front desk and greeted politely.

The beautiful woman at the front desk, who is also a android, lowered her head and stared at the light brain, and then asked, "Do you have an appointment?" ”

Qin Shou shook his head, he didn't make an appointment.

"I'm sorry then, sir. Please come back after making an appointment, Mr. Fez is very busy right now and may not be able to meet with you. ”

An official and polite answer.

It's a pity that Qin Shou doesn't eat this set.

"You tell Mr. Fez, I can solve Fujiwara Sansuke for him."

The android at the front desk raised his head and took a deep look at Qin Shou.

"Sir, please come with me."

This is a repair shop, different from the repair shop that Qin Shou has seen on Earth, this repair shop has as many as thirteen floors up and down.

Although it is not worth mentioning compared to the 100-meter-tall buildings next to it, it is also a very spectacular building.

In it, hovercars come in and out almost every second.

The android took Qin Shou and took the levitating ladder all the way to the thirteenth floor.

"This gentleman, our boss is waiting for you inside."

Qin Shou nodded, and knocked on the office door in the direction pointed by the android.

"Please come in."

Inside the door was a small office with little frills other than a desk and two bookcases.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in front of the office desk, and about this, you can see it from the hairstyle.

The bald man stood up, stretched out his right hand and greeted, "I'm Fez James, hello." ”

"I'm William Orr." Qin Shou still used a pseudonym.

"Mr. William, with all due respect, how did you know about Fujiwara Sansuke?" Fez let go of his hand, sat down, and looked at Qin Shou.

Qin Shou smiled and looked out from the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass window of his office.

"I just took a look outside, I'm afraid your business here is not very good."

"Next to your repair shop, there are three more."

"In an hour, they get three times as many cars in and out as you do."

"And." Qin Shou paused and said, "Most of the models of hovering vehicles that come to you are already very old. ”

"This means that the number of new customers is decreasing, Mr. Fez, I'm afraid it doesn't taste good to eat the old book, right?"

Every time Qin Shou said a word, Fes James's face became a little worse.

When Qin Shou finished the last sentence, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Mr. William, how can I help you?"

Qin Shou propped his hands on the desk, stared at Fez, and said, "I want to go to the eighth district." ”

Fez replied without hesitation: "Yes, but I need you to help me solve Fujiwara Sansuke." ”

Syllable.

Qin Shou snapped his fingers.

"No problem."

With that, he turned around and walked out of the office.

After Qin Shou left, the android woman who brought him up walked out from behind another door.

"Fez......"

Fez smiled wryly and said, "What's wrong?" Xiao Qian. ”

The bionic female walked up behind Fez's back and gently hammered his shoulder.

"Fez, wouldn't it be too risky for you to do this? After all, we don't even know who he is. ”

Fez stretched out his right hand, slowly grabbed the right hand of the android on his shoulder, and said, "But at present, we have no other choice, do we?" ”

In fact, Fez was also very skeptical of the mysterious man's abilities.

Fujiwara Sansuke is not so easy to deal with.

…………

There are a total of seven hospitals on Sting Street.

One of them is dedicated to the upper class.

Although the living level of the 7th arrondissement is very low, there are still many wealthy people.

There are some people with a high living class who are not willing to live in the upper areas.

On it, they are just one of thousands of ordinary people.

But here, they are high-ranking people who call for wind and rain.

They have enough wealth to enjoy a very high quality of life in the 8th arrondissement.

And this hospital is the existence that provides services for this kind of people.

Leah Hospital.

Fujiwara Sansuke is now receiving medical treatment inside.

After passing the identity verification, Qin Shou slowly walked into the gate of the hospital.

The feeling of this place for him is completely different from the street outside.

Overall, the 7th arrondissement made him feel chaotic and cramped, full of dense advertisements and garbage.

But in this hospital, it is spacious and bright, and in this regard, it distinguishes this from the outside.