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Chapter 813(1/2)

On the prosperous streets, there are many shops and crowds.

A young man with yellow hair was originally shuttled through the abortion, but suddenly stopped and merged into the abortion ahead after a moment.

The young man had a baby face and a thin black snake on his neck.

In a coffee shop, a middle-aged woman in professional attire was browsing with a magazine. There were ten cups lined up on the table, nine of which were empty, and there was still cold coffee in the other cup.

Suddenly, the close-fitting pocket vibrated slightly.

The middle-aged woman put down the magazine, took out a small communicator under the blind corner of the camera, glanced at it quickly, and her brows suddenly frowned.

"The rare holiday is gone."

The middle-aged woman sighed lightly.

Her lips are so thin that it makes people feel cold. When her lips remain unmoved, she seems to be unable to see her mouth. Even when she speaks, her presence is extremely low, as if she has no mouth.

In a warehouse at a dock somewhere.

An old man was sitting on a cargo box, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

More than twenty corpses were lying near the bottom of the cargo box, and the cause of death was that the back of the head was stabbed into the back of the head.

The old man was holding a slender lady's cigarette in his mouth and playing with a small communicator in his hand.

“1,2,3,4,5…88,89! Well, I’ll be able to retire in 89 days.”

The old man was snoring while smoking a cigarette.

By the way, this time the goal is to be the leader of the world's highest expert group, and it is exciting to hear it, although it is just a useless person now.

The young baby-faced woman, middle-aged woman and old man had the same idea.

These three people are the killers of the Black Rock family and the closest person to the target of this assassination, so this time the entrustment will be released to them first.

Since the person who issued the commission was quite special, the Black Rock family attaches great importance to this operation. In addition to dispatching these three killers, members will also set off from the stronghold and go to the city where the association is located.

Youlubian mainland, in a restaurant in a southern town.

The boss stood inside the counter, looking at the only table of guests in the restaurant tremblingly.

Among them, the combat effectiveness of the two strong men made the boss who had run a restaurant for more than 30 years deeply creepy.

At this time, a small worker in the kitchen hurried over and whispered in the boss's ear: "Boss, Ada is exhausted too. Now only Ah A and Ah Yi are still fighting in front of the stove, but the speed of serving food can't keep up. What should I do?"

After hearing this, the boss looked in tears.

The business delivered to the door is almost overwhelming, and this special code is really a long time to live.

This table of guests was Maqi and his group, but Menqi and Bhala were there too.

The people who were fighting were undoubtedly Okin and Bhara. As for Machi and Nobunaga's appetite was pretty good, but it was not as exaggerated as those two.

Compared to others, Menqi ate very little.

After all, she is used to eating delicacies and without any need, even though the food in this restaurant tastes pretty good, she can't eat too much.

If it weren't for being spoiled by Bhala, Menqi wouldn't have sat here at all.

"Wujin, haven't you eaten enough yet?"

Maggie seemed to have heard the conversation between the boss and the little worker, and tactfully reminded him of the gold.

I don’t know if Wojin understood it, so he replied vaguely: “It’s almost done.”

During this period, I have been chasing the Chimeric Ant Remnants Party, from Mitae Federation to Youlubian Continent. The whole process has not stopped for a moment. If you don’t sleep, eating will definitely not be good.

Now that I finally solved the problem, I naturally have to have a big meal.

This idea is surprisingly consistent with Wojin.

Menqi leaned on her cheek with one hand and stared at Machi with a squinted eye.

Since she sat down, she has been paying attention to Machi, with hostility hidden in her eyes.

The latter ignored her attention and ate at his own expense.

After the matter was resolved, Menqi and Bhala wanted to return to the association, not to receive the reward, but to meet with Luo.

As a member of the association, it is naturally no problem to go there, but the three of them, Niujin, Nobunaga and Machi, are different.

"Are you sure you want to walk with us?"

Seeing that the dinner was about to end, Menqi looked at Machi and suddenly asked.

"yes."

Macchi glanced at Menqi and replied concisely.

"You are Class A wanted criminals." Menqi reminded.

Nobunaga raised his eyelids, and Okinawa was still concentrating on eating, while Machi did not respond.

"It's better not to go, recently a supernova bounty hunter has emerged, which is very dangerous."

Listening to Menqi's words, Buhala subconsciously slowed down his chewing speed and looked at Menqi and Maqi carefully.

"It's not your worries." Mackey said lightly.

"oh oh."

Menqi changed his hand and leaned it on his face, and asked Youyou: "I'm very curious, what is Luo like about you?"

As soon as these words were said, Buhala was almost swallowed, but fortunately he had slowed down his eating speed just now.

Niujin couldn't help but stop his mouth, while Nobunaga looked at Machi with interest.

"Well, you can ask Rod." Mackey replied.

"Ha ha."

Nobunaga's laughter suddenly came from inside the restaurant.

The red-haired fox was locked up again.

This time, what imprisoned him was not the fourth-dimensional apartment, but an ordinary room.

As long as he wants, he can "break out of prison" at any time.

But he dared not.

Sitting honestly on the chair in the room, eating the grass picked from Nakuluo from the green park.

Eating it is like chewing wax.

"Why must we pick artificial turf?"

Nick looked speechless.

As expected, the green grass in nature is more delicious, exuding a scent of freedom everywhere.

Suddenly, Nick sat upright and looked at the door. His posture could not be more honest.

The door was opened with great force, and Nob and Mo Laowu walked in.

Nob looked calm, but Mo Laowu looked angry and did not hide it at all.

Nick looked at the two of them and his neck subconsciously shrank, and he always felt a bad premonition.

"I will never agree with it."

Mo Laowu said angrily, then looked at Nick.

Even though sunglasses blocked her eyes, Nick seemed to feel the sharp vision.

Nob also looked at Nick and said calmly: "Do you want Nick to be a witness and provide testimony?"

Mo Laowu turned his head and looked at Nobu and said in a deep voice: "This is the only way?"

Nob raised his hand and covered his forehead and sighed: "Don't forget, he is a chimeric ant. Besides, the president has not issued any instructions for his follow-up treatment, which means that this matter is ranked behind."

Mo Laowu's eyebrows were deeply locked when he heard this, and he felt a breath in his chest and had nowhere to be released.

"Well, can you tell me what happened?" Nick looked at the two of them carefully. If he hadn't mentioned him, he wouldn't ask anything.

Hearing Nick's words, Nob and Mo Laowu looked at Nick again.

The two were silent for a while, thinking that Nick had the right to know, so they told him the reason.

It is nothing more than that the people above choose to ignore the contributions made by Luo and others.

Although no conclusion has been drawn yet, the general wind direction has been formed.

Mo Laowu and Nobu were both people who had fought on the front line, so they knew very well how difficult it was to defeat the third guard and the Ant King.

Compared with Luo and Jin, they played almost no role in this operation, and how to bear the biggest contribution to the greatest success.

Therefore, what Mo Laowu thought of was how to overturn the trend of the superiors so that Luo and the others could get corresponding rewards.

After listening to Mo Laowu's narrative, Nick's face twitched.

If he was asked to be a witness and then sent to the deliberation meeting, he would be dying in the light!

The withering and killing mountains and the sea of ​​trees.
To be continued...
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