At the dinner table, four people, one eagle and two rats ate quietly, but the vigilantes would glance at Chris from time to time.

"What's wrong?"

Chris, who noticed this, didn't know what was wrong with him.

"It's fine."

The vigilante pointed his face at the bowl containing the mung bean porridge, and he was actually panicking.

He razed down his best friend's house at three o'clock in the morning, and this morning Chris was seen angry at the TV.

And it's what he did that was broadcast on the news...

"I have a question for you."

Hearing Chris's words, the very nervous vigilante swallowed the porridge in his mouth with a grunt: "What..."

Pointing to his half-pulled mask, Chris wondered, "This room is full of your own people, why do you wear it all the time?" ”

"Because he thinks we'll reveal his true identity when we're tortured."

"Not really!" The vigilante hurriedly interrupted Zhang San's words, he didn't want to give a bad impression to his good friends.

Then he explained the incident himself: "Because I am very careful in what I do, and I am afraid that I will harm you if I don't tell you my true identity..."

Chris was stunned: "What's the difference between what you said and what he said?" ”

The vigilante thought for a moment, and then ate his breakfast silently.

He thought that he could get through it by relying on silence, but he didn't expect Chris to get up and come to him, and directly reached out and forcibly ripped off the vigilante's mask.

"Huh? Aren't you the younger brother of Gottchase ? The guy who plays board games all day. ”

The vigilante, who wanted to snatch the mask from Chris's hand, tried to cover his face with a fritter: "No! You're absolutely mistaken. ”

"Fart! You asked me for an autograph at the Fennel Field Restaurant the other day, and I remember it very well! ”

Seeing the pairs of eyes staring at him around him, the vigilantes who realized that they could no longer hide it could only admit this fact.

He was indeed the waiter boy that day, and indeed the younger brother of Gottchase.

His name is Adrian. Chase.

"Don't worry, even if we know your identity, we won't betray you."

Chris gave him back the mask, and the true identity of the vigilante was a bit out of character.

Who would have thought that a guy who kills people without blinking an eye would be a kid who likes to play board games?

After breakfast, the vigilante called out to Zhang San, who was about to go out for a stroll.

The green dwarf they caught a few days ago refused to give the information, so the vigilante thought that Zhang San would go over to help.

Seeing that the brothers were waiting by the car, Zhang San couldn't refuse: "Okay." ”

He took the two mouse brothers into the vigilante's car, and this time he wanted the rats to get more good things back.

The 600,000 given by Xavier yesterday is useless, and he is going to withdraw it all at once when he has enough money.

The sale of miniature bombs has also been postponed indefinitely, and I don't know why Zhang San always feels that this thing will be used by himself one day.

…

The vigilante parked his car in front of an N-hand video store, and through the glass next to the door, Zhang San could vaguely see the figure of his future bed partner Harcourt.

Dry!

This woman's figure is awesome!

And a few people in the store saw Zhang San coming with the Peace Messenger, and everyone's faces changed slightly.

Harcourt looked at Moon who was sitting in the transparent office suspiciously, she thought that Zhang San had been called by Moon.

"Hello."

Zhang San said hello very casually, and then followed the brothers to the second floor.

Compared with the elastic band binding method in the original story, today's judo masters can be said to be miserable.

He was chained to a very strong chaise longue, and his tying men even wrapped the chain around his neck twice.

Not only that, but four rectangular iron plates also held his limbs in place.

"You said he had the ability to shrink bones, so we strengthened the control method."

Moon followed, and after the judo master was knocked down by Zhang San a few days ago, he locked people up on the second floor.

Hearing Zhang San say that judo masters can do a kung fu called bone shrinking skills, so Moon and the others learned how to use iron chains and iron plates to confine each other to the recliner.

Unless the judo master turns himself into a doll, don't think about running away.

"There are still talents on Google..."Zhang San looked at the judo master who pretended to be asleep and did not expose him.

Although this method appears to be used on patients with fractures.

However, the fact that the judo master has not run away for so many days also shows that this method is useful.

"What are you going to do?"

Harcourt and the others learned from the vigilante that Zhang Sanchao would interrogate people, so they were curious about what Zhang San was going to do next.

Who knows...

Zhang San suddenly took out the phone and called, listening to what he said to the person on the other end, everyone present except for the vigilante and Moon were all shocked.

Moments later, several men with motorcycle tattoos in leather jackets and jeans pushed the door and walked into the video store.

Moon and the others came to the first floor with great interest, and when Zhang San came down from the upstairs with a frightened Chris and a vigilante who was walking and shaking his head...

The screams of the judo master soon sounded on the second floor, while Harcourt and the others downstairs looked at Zhang San with a very strange look.

An hour passed, and Zhang San went upstairs alone to take a look at the situation.

Several tattooed men sat on the sofa smoking cigarettes, and the judo master lying on the chair still had tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhang San motioned for the few people who were smoking to go out first, and he asked the judo master question in the room alone:

"Why are you helping alien creatures? Is it because of all the nonsense they say? ”

Seeing that the other party turned his head sideways and pointed the back of his head to himself, Zhang San smiled:

"A few of them used to be big gunmen in prison, and if they were serious, they could play for hours."

Boom...

"They're packing and distributing food at the Glentai factory, right?"

“……”

Even if Zhang San revealed the secrets of the butterflies, the judo master was still very hard-mouthed.

Seeing this, Zhang San didn't say more, and the person returned downstairs again.

But compared to the beginning, the upstairs suddenly lost the miserable screams of the judo master.

Several people looked at Zhang San for a long time and were silent, and even Chris had an expression of eating shit.

After another hour, when Zhang San went upstairs with a few people who suspected that the judo master was dead, they saw the green dwarf with a blank look.

Moon and the others hurriedly checked the health of the judo master, and Zhang San collected the money that the tattooed man should have given him outside the door.

That's right, it's the tattooed guy who gives him money, it's not him who gives money to someone else...