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Chapter 117: A Yellow Hair

Three days are not enough for Lin Xiao.

The reason why he set up a three-day period so firmly was not only because he knew it, but also to urge himself to solve the matter as soon as possible.

The killer who killed Xiang Wu and the murderer who secretly killed four people in Nanjing Village were probably the same person.

The target is directed at Brother Long who appears in the Jade House.

The jade house is a cafe on the surface, but in fact it is a comprehensive leisure center, including tea, chess and card rooms, and an amusement hall. It covers a large area and has a traffic of at least one thousand, so it is very difficult to find a stranger who has never met before.

Lang Yan sent someone to keep an eye on him for several days, and only heard others mention Brother Long once, which shows that Brother Long does not come often, and his whereabouts are mysterious and difficult to block.

Lin Xiao walked leisurely in the amusement hall with a cold drink, his sharp eyes not let go of a trace of abnormality, and there were mostly the screams of students playing games. The noise and noise were no longer enough to describe the scene at this moment. The decadence filled the air made Lin Xiao sigh helplessly.

It is said that Brother Long appeared in the amusement hall once last time and then left in a hurry, so Lin Xiao’s first stop was the amusement hall.

"Hey! Give me some game coins!"

During the noise, a boy dyed with yellow hair and about fourteen or fifteen years old caught Lin Xiao's attention.

Huangmao fiercely pinched a child who was playing games, grabbed him to his chest, and said with a smile.

"What are you doing?" The child was having fun, and was suddenly disturbed. He cursed angrily. However, when he turned around and saw Huangmao, his legs were so scared that he felt weak. "Huang, Huangmao Brother, I'm not, it's gone."

"It's gone?" The yellow-haired face darkened, and it came to his face.

Bang!

"Ah!" The child was only in his early 10 years old and was slapped down. Five bright red handprints appeared on his face. He cried in pain, "I'm really gone, Brother Huangmao!"

Bang bang bang bang!

"Bah! Are you looking for death, right? Ask me what happened to you for a few game coins?" Huangmao dragged the child aside and kicked him, "Will you give him?"

The child hugged his head and cried, not daring to resist at all. Many children or adults around him saw him and hurriedly hid far away, for fear of causing trouble.

Although the yellow-haired hair is not old, she is big and thick, with a fierce look on her face, and she is likely to be very famous in this game hall, so others look afraid when they see him.

Bang!

Huangmao stepped on the child under his feet, pressed his face like a bread, twisted it hard, leaned over and smiled grin, "Do you have it now?"

"I, I, I have..." The child's face was covered in blood, and he took out three game coins from his pocket and handed them up.

Huangmao snatched the game coins, spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the child's face, and said disdainfully: "What have you done long ago? Shabi!"

"Brother Huangmao, I really don't have it now, wuwu..." The child took a few dollars to play, but he was not satisfied yet, and was snatched by Huangmao again. His young heart was filled with darkness.

"Get out!" The yellow-haired kicked him over viciously.

The child rolled and crawled and ran away.

Huangmao walked forward proudly, playing with a few game coins in her hand.

Passing by a game console, two children, who were half a year old, quickly turned around and gave Huangmao ten game coins as if he was pleased, and shouted with a smile: "Brother Huangmao!"

"Yeah!" Huangmao seemed to be examining his territory and nodded proudly.

The two children came over, one of them was a fat man and asked in a low voice: "Brother Huangmao, that's a good thing for the last delivery. If there is any, remember to take care of our brothers."

The yellow-haired smile froze on his face, carefully swept around, and lowered his voice and said, "Don't yell everywhere, have you heard?"

"I know, I know! We just want to run and make some money. It's been several days since we almost couldn't eat." The fat man said pitifully.

Huangmao frowned, grabbed them and walked into the gap next to the game console, and whispered, "I really want to do it?"

"Really!" The two of them nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at the rice.

"Well! You can do it if you want to do it, but you have to pay a deposit!" Huangmao's eyes rolled and said with a smile.

"Guaranteed, deposit?" The short and thin monkey was stunned and said with a sad face, "We have no money for food, so how can we pay the deposit? Besides, my dad has not been at home these days, so I can't even steal it."

"How easy is it to make money? Brother Long said, let me find a few reliable people to make a lot of money. Since you can't do it, I'll find someone else!" Huangmao pretended to leave impatiently.

The two of them were anxious and immediately grabbed him.

"Don't, Brother Huangmao, let's hand it over, can't we hand it over?" The two boys were so anxious that they almost cried. The little fat man said immediately, "I'll go home in a while and steal my grandma's private money."

"Talk about Huangmao, how much deposit is needed?"

The yellow-haired eyes were circling around and five fingers stretched out.

"Five, five hundred?" asked the thin monkey tentatively.

"Fuck!" Huangmao was angry, "What's the use of such a profitable business? At least five thousand, you can get it if you can. If you can, I'll find someone else!"

The yellow-haired turned around and was about to leave again.

The two little guys held the yellow-haired hand tightly and said with a sad face: "No, no, no... let's do it, we'll find a way to do it."

"Give you three days!" Huangmao shook off the arms of the two and left with disgust.

The yellow-haired man wandered around the venue, looking for children to bully him. After a while, he grabbed a large handful of game coins. Then he came to a racing machine with satisfaction. He first touched the steering wheel excitedly, looked left and then looked, and then sat on the chair with satisfaction and quickly threw two game coins in. As soon as he was about to press the start button, he was stopped.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Xiao looked at him with a smile and leaned against the game console, "It's so boring to play alone, let's compete?"

Huangmao was slightly stunned, her eyebrows were raised in an instant, and she shouted arrogantly: "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"It doesn't matter whether you recognize it or not. Do you dare to compete?" Lin Xiao pointed to the one-piece racing machine next to him.

"Are you comparing with me?" Huangmao smiled, looking incredible.

When someone heard that Lin Xiao was going to compete with the yellow-haired car, he stretched his neck in surprise and looked at it.

When Huangmao came to the game hall, he only played one type of machine, that is, a racing machine.

Although this kid is ignorant, he is an absolute master when playing racing games. No one has ever beaten him, no one has ever won him, no matter how old he is.

I heard that Huangmao's father used to be a professional racer, but unfortunately, when Huangmao was a child, he secretly played racing and hit someone to death and went to prison. Huangmao probably inherited his father's genes and had a talent in this area.

From the day his father was in jail, Huangmao began to be involved in society and had a special liking for racing. Unfortunately, he had no money to play racing at all, so he gradually turned his attention to the racing machine, which was also a kind of spiritual comfort.

"What, you dare not?" Lin Xiao sat in the driving seat of another machine and asked provocatively.

"Bah!" Huangmao jumped up and raised his voice and shouted, "I don't dare? Are you so funny? Come on, just compare, but if you want to add a lottery, do you dare?"

"Okay! You can do whatever you want!" Lin Xiao shrugged indifferently.
Chapter completed!
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