Li Qiang didn't talk nonsense, but put down the package, turned around and walked out.

After Li Qiang came back after inquiring about the news, Zhang Qian had left. The package was opened, leaving a bottle of oxygen tank and a nutritious solid food. A bottle of oxygen tank and the precious oral medicine disappeared.

Pack up your stuff and Li Qiang logs into the game.

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Several gray-feathered birds fell on half of the crossbar, jumping and pecking at the food.

Standing in front of the wooden window, holding the window ridge with both hands, and looking at the prosperous scene outside the window, Rick was in a very calm mood.

The street pie aunt, whose purple-red face was full of love for life, was skillfully stirring the batter in her hands, and joked with a young man.

Beggars on the street corner also look for their prey, especially those who are young and luxuriously dressed, which is their special focus. Every time such a person appears, the beggar's "tragic index" will immediately double.

The shouts of early passengers sounded from time to time in the corridor, and the hotel owner greeted warmly...

After standing quietly for a while, digesting the message from the mysterious voice, Rick knocked on the wooden door of the little leader's room.

"Tu Tu" no one responded, Rick knocked it a few more times, and vaguely heard a female complaint and the curse of the little leader.

"Cruff" the wooden door opened, and an older woman in disheveled clothes and smelled of inferior perfume appeared in front of Rick.

The older woman has a distorted figure, but she is still plump overall, but the dusty atmosphere is too strong. Seeing a young white face standing at the door, the older woman immediately blinked her little eyes poisoned by inferior mascara: "Oh, where did the little bad guy come from? He came to smash the door so early."

Looking at the dark circles of the other person's eyes that looked like a water bag, Rick took a vague step back, his voice cold and hard: "I'll look for Mark."

The woman of Fengchen is the best at scrutinizing people's hearts. Seeing Rick's appearance, she immediately snorted coldly: "Come in!"

Turning around, the twisting big butt reminded Rick of the horse's butt.

"Damn, what's wrong with you? Are you looking for death early in the morning?!" Mark looked tired and his eyes were also a little dark. It seemed that he had been tossing hard last night.

After catching the older woman, he touched the other party's sensitive parts, which caused Fengchen girl to laugh: "Hate, you are enemies, and there are still people!"

Mark stood up disgustedly and smiled badly: "Don't you like little virgins? This is what you see."

Rick's eyes twitched, resisting the urge to kill, lowered his voice and said to Mark: "I have a look!"

Mark's expression was stunned, and then his face gradually became solemn: "You go out first, don't let outsiders get close!" He generously threw out a silver tale, and the older woman came on Mark's face fiercely, and with a gust of fragrant wind, he left quietly.

Rick was trustworthy but a fairy woman. She immediately opened her senses and confirmed that there was no one, then continued: "I found the clue of that night thief..."

After all, he was a little leader in Green Water Town. Even though he was excited, Mark still listened to Rick's news quietly.

Mark Zhi was very talented, but he had a good habit, which was that he liked to listen and think. Although limited to knowledge, this kind of thinking had great limitations, but compared to those gangsters who only know how to fight and kill, he was also considered a cultural person.

Mark lit a bad tobacco, and Mars kept extinguishing. His hesitant voice came from the smoke: "Danger? What a dangerous method?"

Rick simply mentioned the location and several suspects, but focused on highlighting the danger of the thief: "You guys will probably be wiped out in the past."

Mark's face turned pale, but he was not angry. Thinking about it, how could he be a good person who dares to follow the police station?

Mark stened out the cigarette butt and frowned hard: "What do you think you should do?"

Rick waved his hand and drove away the smoke, laughing and said, "You just need to disclose this news to the Director, and the rest is not something we can participate."

Rick doesn't want to take risks. His main purpose is to make money now, and everything else can be temporarily put down.

Rick left at some point, leaving Mark alone on the bed, frowning and meditating.

At noon that day, Mark took Rick and another subordinate to find the director who had not been sleeping for another night.

The beard was in a worse situation than yesterday. Two red, swollen and congested eyeballs stared at Mark like a hungry wolf, and their voice was hoarse and low: "You better give me good news, I've just slept less than ten minutes."

Mark looked at Rick, who was calm and calm, and slowly repeated Rick's original words word by word.

The director pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on Rick's face, and his voice was undisguised affirmation: "Is this the news you got?"

Rick knew that he could not escape, so he could only nod his head: "As the price of providing information, I refuse to participate in this operation."

The director stared at Rick for a while and agreed to his request.

Since you know the approximate location, it becomes easier to find a ground mouse.

This time the police station was doing its best, almost causing the entire Lushui Town to be in turmoil.

The street was full of police officers patrolling in black uniforms, and their eyes were rigorously circling on each suspect, making them afraid to take to the streets.

Prepare for a night and plan for a night.

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In the dark night, Dero stretched his body freely.

The body seemed to be integrated into the shadows, and was looking for prey in the streets and alleys at a very fast speed.

After paying a considerable price and gaining the shadow inheritance, Deluo fell in love with the pleasure of galloping in the dark and raging in the dark.

When the dagger in his hand slashed across the other party's neck and splashed out warm and hot blood, Dro's whole body seemed to be swinging like electricity. This irreplaceable sense of excitement made Dro indulge.

Stealing police station evidence is only part of Dro's life. Seeing the police officers spinning like headless flies during the day, Dro felt a sense of accomplishment arise.

After slaughtering several unlucky nightingales, Dero felt that he should leave this boring town. Maybe the Iron Stone City can bring a little freshness to himself?

Hanging his body upside down on the beam of the house, as Dro's breath slowly disappeared, a large area of ​​gray cold fog oozed out in the surrounding space. The cold fog seemed to have life, occupying Dro's body...

The annoying day came again, and Dero found that he hated the day more and more.

After simple makeup, De Roh's clear facial features suddenly became ordinary.

The moment he opened the door, Dro's breath stagnated, and the sunlight made Dro's reaction slow down slightly, and then the overwhelming crossbow arrows shot in his sight!
Chapter completed!