The others traveled in much the same way as the lame.

Especially Wednesday dogs.

Walking in front of a car parked on the side of the road is as easy as opening your own door.

sat in the driver's seat and muttered for about ten seconds, started, pulled the fool, An old man, and walked away.

If these people had done something a little more subtle, it wouldn't have been noticeable.

But the problem is that there are 20 people, just standing on the street in the open, and they don't shy away from it.

Especially on Wednesday, before starting the car, the dog also looked at the balloon seller in the square.

Until after the crowd left.

The 'lost owners' just started to get angry, making phone calls, calling the police, and going crazy!

And the 'shadow' who sells balloons is the first to make a phone call and tell everything that happened here.

I wanted to fight before, but under the pressure of these people in the black street, I never dared to make any moves.

"Who has the contact information of the other people in the dark street."

"Find someone and squat in the infirmary."

"Wait for that damn madman to come back, and let him roll over Lao Tzu as fast as he can."

"If Tong Tong is really dead, let him be buried with him."

The lame man sat in the back row, closed his eyes slightly, and spoke lightly.

Zhao Fatzi didn't speak, just silently took out his mobile phone, sent a message in the 'Central Street Security Group', and put the phone back.

……

"Those guys..."

"Out on the street?"

"After a long time of peace, you must prove your existence to the world."

"Stay honest in the dark street and don't cause trouble to society, isn't it?"

"It's a real headache..."

Castle Lord's Mansion.

Liu Chengfeng leaned back in his chair a little lazily.

The secretary stood beside him, holding a stove in his hand, his face expressionless.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

"It's a little cold."

Coughing lightly, Liu Chengfeng turned around lightly, looked at the secretary and said.

A flame ignited from the palm of his hand, heating the furnace and adding a few pieces of new carbon to it.

The temperature in the room rose again.

"There are obviously many ways to pretend to be coercive, but 'you' will always only be obsessed with money."

"Uninteresting and rigid guy."

Liu Chengfeng seemed to be complaining about something, muttering to himself, slowly got up, and looked out the window: "It's time to meet the people in the black street." ”

Long snow-white hair spilled.

Liu Chengfeng fastened the cape's own hat on top of his head.

Yes...

In the past two days, he took the time to get his hair and dye it white.

It is more compatible with his demonic temperament.

As for the fur coat that 'Liu Chengfeng No. 1' had in mind, he didn't know where he had left it for a long time.

As he got up, the two staff members who had always stood at the doorway opened the door for the first time and stood respectfully on either side, while he walked out of the room with his hands in his pockets.

The secretary stood less than 1 meter away from him, holding the stove and carrying a large bag of charcoal behind him.

Dignified Zhurong, fire spell...

It became a walking heating tool.

At the moment when Liu Chengfeng walked out of the door, two twin girls wearing white practice clothes and the word 'Lingxiao' were printed on their chests, with sweet smiles on their faces, and opened the umbrellas in their hands!

The umbrella is extraordinarily large!

The girl on the left hands the umbrella over her head and is responsible for sheltering Liu Chengfeng.

The girl on the right puts up her umbrella and is responsible for shielding Liu Chengfeng from the cold wind.

The car is still the same car.

It's just that the co-pilot's seat has been dismantled, and there are fluffy floor mats and coffee tables.

On the coffee table, the tea has already been brewed, and wisps of heat are still rising.

At the door of the car, a young man who looked a little restrained and looked no more than eighteen years old carefully opened the car door and saw Liu Chengfeng sitting in the car, and then slowly closed the car door.

The secretary held the stove and got on the bus from the other direction to ensure the temperature in the car.

As the vehicle started, these blessed people who had just joined the 'Ling Xiao' rushed to another car and followed closely behind Liu Chengfeng's car.

The pomp and circumstance are full!

If Liu Chengfeng before still needs to seriously explain his identity as a young city lord to others...

So now...

He said that he was not a young city lord, and no one believed him.

Especially...

His pomp and circumstance cost very little.

Personnel salaries, the city lord's mansion opens!

That is, the two customized umbrellas are a little more expensive.

Well...

There is also a lot of money for dyeing hair.

But with the fifteen thousand pockets that Liu Chengfeng just earned, these in front of him... Just sprinkle with water.

……

"There were three cars following us all the time."

"Quite obedient."

"Do you need to get rid of them?"

The black street boy who was driving had a lollipop in his mouth, looked at the rearview mirror casually, and asked.

"Let them follow."

"Otherwise, they will not be sure."

The cripple still closed his eyes and said lightly.

Several cars kept a constant speed and drove westward until they rushed out of the city and saw an abandoned factory in the distance.

"The West."

"Conspicuous abandoned buildings."

"This should be it."

Zhao Fatzi looked into the distance and muttered to himself.

"Hmm."

The lame man answered coldly, pushed the car door, crutches, and got out of the car.

Stand in the clearing.

The car behind came to a neat stop.

The people in the black street got out of the car one after another, but they didn't get together, but dispersed silently, surrounding the three cars that followed them in the middle, watching indifferently.

All eyes are on it.

The doors open.

The two twin girls hurriedly held the umbrella, came to the position of the head car, and stretched the umbrella open.

The restrained young man saw a pair of eyes staring at him, and bowed his head shyly, not daring to look directly.

The secretary got out of the car, hugged the stove, and opened the door.

Liu Chengfeng bent down, stepped out of the car, smiled and fell on the cripple, looked directly into the cripple's cold eyes, and spoke lightly.

"Shanhai City, the young city lord, Liu Chengfeng."

……

"The seeds have taken root and sprouted~"

"It's so pleasant!"

Center Street.

Su Yang walked briskly, kept muttering something in his mouth, and looked around suspiciously: "It's quiet today, has Center Street recently lost talent?" ”

"I won't be poached by all the lame people on West Street."

As he spoke, a look of dissatisfaction appeared on Su Yang's face.

But soon, his steps stopped.

The nose twitched slightly.

"The smell of blood!"

"Direction..."

The smile on Su Yang's face gradually faded, and his pace quickened, walking in the direction of the Huangquan Medical Center.

Three minutes later.

Su Yang stood opposite the medical hall, his hands hanging down at his sides.

Looking at the blood-red text on the door, and the monkey sitting on the chair, long since it was out of breath, it seemed a little silent.

"Little cleaning..."

"Experiment..."

Su Yang muttered.

The reason in his eyes gradually disappeared, and wisps of terrifying killing intent swept through the air!

His expression gradually turned cold.

Indifferently...

There is no emotion.

It's just that his eyes are getting more and more crazy.