"Thank you seniors for reminding."

"But there are still some chess pieces, and the younger generations still have them."

"After all, it hasn't fallen yet, and the seniors' conclusions are a little too early."

Zongren maintained a light and light color.

But his hand was slightly clenched.

Obviously, his heart is not as calm as it appears.

But the middle-aged man obviously had no interest in chatting with Zongren, and his footsteps did not stop, and he had already walked to the door.

"This afternoon, Qiu Xiaoxiao will start this year's freshman competition."

Zong Ren had a look of weakness in his eyes, and in the end he could only take the lead in speaking.

Sometimes, in some negotiations, whoever shows his hole cards first will lose.

But in the current situation, it is simply impossible to play with the soul hunter and take advantage.

Middle-aged stopped.

The hand that was already on the doorknob slowly fell: "Look, did we waste five minutes." ”

"Go ahead."

"I'll kill this boss first."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man moved his hands and walked towards the bar.

The boss finally woke up from his soul-wandering state.

Looking at the approaching middle age, he sighed helplessly, and finally his eyes fell on Zong Ren in the distance.

"Damn, where did this come from?"

"If you're willing to conspire, you'll talk quietly."

"You have to shout that loud."

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you in a while!"

The coffee shop owner stood up scolding, took off his apron, and glared at Zong Ren viciously, before setting his eyes on the middle-aged man.

"You're the Soul Hunter?"

He asked curiously, looking at the middle-aged man.

In the face of the sudden change in the boss, the middle-aged body paused slightly, frowned deeply, looked at him, and there were faint energy fluctuations on his body, but his words remained elegant: "No, I'm just a team member." ”

"Oh."

"I'll just say, the boss shouldn't be so stupid."

"Help me bring a message to your boss, don't mess with me again, or I'll be angry."

The boss's face was full of helplessness, and he didn't even look at the middle-aged man, still slumped in the chair: "I suspect that I am fighting with you soul hunters,!" ”

"I haven't consulted yet..."

The middle-aged energy gradually converged, and he looked at this coffee shop owner who was very ordinary no matter how he looked at it, and asked tentatively.

"Me?"

"I opened a specialty store."

The boss said casually.

At this time, Zongren had already stood up, and the more the boss looked at it, the more angry he became: "Why do you still have a face?" ”

"The conspiracy won't find a deep mountain and old forest?"

"Come to the coffee shop and talk about Nima!"

"Lao Tzu finally found a new den, in order to open this coffee shop, I learned the technique of making coffee for a month."

"You're here on the second day of opening!"

"I don't care about you, you still have to pretend, special..."

"No, you're... You are a fish that has slipped through the net of the cult, you wait, I will send you a fishing boat today! ”

The boss scolded while picking up the walkie-talkie on the bar, changing the channel, and was about to speak.

The middle-aged man finally guessed the identity of the boss in front of him.

"Outlaws?"

He said in a cold voice.

The boss glared back unceremoniously: "Yes, it's Lao Tzu, what's the matter, you kill me?" ”

"The last time you had a plan, you slashed Lao Tzu."

"If you really have any advanced plans, you guys will play quietly, and you have to bring two innocent, cute, law-abiding passers-by."

"I really don't agree with you."

It's hard to imagine how much effort the extralegal fanatics put into this new den.

There are many hidden plans behind this hard work.

After all, in terms of his character, it will definitely not be as simple as opening just one coffee shop.

But...

Sometimes fate is so interesting.

These two customers, chatting and chatting, suddenly stopped lowering their voices.

Then he will put out his own mouth.

Chun Chun has that serious illness.

"Are you still looking at me?"

"Take another look at me?"

"MLGB!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still staring at him coldly, the extralegal fanatic shouted directly into the walkie-talkie: "Be ready to withdraw at any time, this place is no longer needed." ”

"Before you go, bring me two Liujue over."

"Lao Tzu wants to kill!"

"Yes, the kind that is good at splitting corpses!"

After saying that, the outlaw fanatic directly slammed the walkie-talkie on the bar.

Zongren lowered his head slightly, a glint appeared in his eyes, and when he raised his head again, he was already full of smiles: "I apologize for my own immaturity, after all, I have less experience in joints, which disturbs your business." ”

"If you believe me, I can promise that this café will never be mentioned."

"If you don't believe me, I can compensate you for all the losses of this café at the original price."

At this time, Zongren seemed polite, especially the youthfulness of that kind of youth, it was difficult for people to have a disgust for him.

The extralegal maniac sneered: "Lao Tzu sent you this money? ”

"You, why do you still look at Lao Tzu?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the walkie-talkie and smashed it on the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with fierce killing intent, and he stared coldly at the outlaw maniac.

But outside the coffee shop at this time, there were already two powerful auras firmly locked on his body.

Even he couldn't trace the source of this breath.

Under all kinds of wonderful misunderstandings, the underground forces of the three parties.

It was such an unexpected meeting.

There may even be an exchange of fire.

Obviously, Zongren is at the bottom of this field, whether it is strength, identity, or status.

It's barely an addition.

Under the nervous, dignified pressure, sweat had begun to appear on Zongren's forehead.

Sometimes, even if you have great wisdom and make a series of perfect plans, it will seem ridiculous in the face of luck.

Like his idea of choosing this café...

Newly opened, no business, the location is relatively remote, but there is still a lot of traffic around.

This kind of place, no matter what, the middle-aged man will not kill him openly and expose his position.

And the surrounding area is also suitable for Tibetans.

Hiding a little dead is not a big problem.

But now, he didn't even dare to summon the dead.