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Chapter 23: Put the brakes on exhausted

Auto repair parts factory, door mailroom.

Little wavy roll woman with frightened bird raised her head.

Only after seeing clearly that it is the familiar "red and green matching, dog racing" courier, relax your vigilance.

She reached out from the small window and took the express box.

I was absent-minded and looked at it for a long time, and I was not sure.

The owner of the auto repair parts station - Tom Jewinson regularly receives large express delivery, all of which are auto parts and tools.

Occasionally, small packages are delivered online.

Maybe I bought a car repair gadget and so on again.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask, he's not in the store."

The little wavy curl woman turned around and called in the inner room.

Even though he reached the edge of physical strength, Avis dedicatedly and dedicatedly maintained the character of the actor he starred in, and asked pitifully:

"Sister, can I go in and drink some water?"

After saying that, he shook the empty mineral water bottle in his hand that was breathing. This prop has been pinched to the point where it was originally patterned, and the bottle body is wrinkled, just like Avis' mentality.

At this moment, Avis's face was flushed with sunlight, and there were dense bumps on his hands and feet, which were bitten by mosquitoes.

The young man faced the stupid face, and the little wavy rolled woman was not a cruel person, so she nodded and signaled him to do whatever she wanted.

The young man looked straight at him and saw a faucet beside the parking space, walked over and bent down.

"Wow" turned on the faucet, took the cool tap water and washed your face hard with the splash.

Water drops splashed everywhere, and my feet were covered with my body, and I couldn't even care about it.

I wiped off the water droplets on my face with my bare hands, and felt that the sun was even more poisonous...

Next to the parking space, a white picture fan SUV was parked. The style was very old and the long scratches on the body were suddenly shattered.

Avis walked into the open bungalow, and the water dispenser was inconspicuous, behind the shelf with long iron blades hanging.

He pressed the "ice water" button and pinched the bottle to collect the water.

The cold splashes flowed into the bottle and quickly filled half of the bottle.

A comfortable and cool feeling came from my hands, and the discomfort was much more relaxed.

Suddenly, he felt his cell phone vibrating in his pocket.

But he obviously didn't bring his cell phone.

After a few seconds of shock, I found that it was not the movement in my pocket.

It's like a heartbeat, thud.

Finally, I found out that it was the movement coming from my backpack.

Molecular!

Hitting the insect box hard!

In Avis' invisible dark backpack, dozens of moxa flies stared at the black beads' small eyes, and lost their consciousness, and used their mere body to hit the death with a "bean bean".

The insect box is like a village with a snowstorm at this time.

The inside was dazzling, full of insect shadows jumping up and down!

The mox and the others followed into the scorpion nest and rushed around frantically.

The box was so big, and the collision sound made the whole box jump in his backpack.

An unexpected big news...

Ivis' heartbeat, several shots missed...

here!

It's a crazy kidnapper's family!

This woman!

It's the real murderer of superpowers!

Killing invisible, golden smoke!

And Ivis!

Just not far from her!

As soon as she turned around, Avis would...

His face, which was red due to heatstroke, was as pale as Carl Brian.

It seemed as if he had put the brakes on his exhausted body, and a heart-wrenching coolness climbed from the bottom of his feet.

Goosebumps and thin sweat on his back covered the other, rising and falling, and surging again.

Then, blood pressure and heartbeat were thrust into a wooden carving...

The water was filled without any notice, and the cold water filled the bottle's mouth and hit the back of the hand.

Aiwei Woodcarving woke up and quickly turned off the water.

The sound of the squirting in the backpack scared the child so much that he forgot to drink the water. He mechanically tightened the mineral water bottle in his twilight years with the bottle cap.

My neck was extremely stiff and turned around little by little.

The little wavy rolled woman is still on the phone.

Now he wished that he could bring two strong wings in his womb, and immediately spread his wings and fly away from here.

Yesterday, the central agent with a height above the top covered the face of the man bull, who was so cowardly that he was eager to climb back to his mother's womb.

Running away in panic does not fit his character as the Oscar winner of Arante.

So he pretended to be calm and passed through the window of the small room, reached out to get the express box back - while holding it, he was worried that his hand would be cut.

The little wave curling woman saw that he was willing to retreat, so she hung up the phone.

"This express delivery should not be his. Please ask the neighborhood."

"Okay...Okay, thank you sister."

Ives was uncomfortable and felt a layer of fake skin on his face. When he moved, his whole body looked like fake skin.

I am eager to escape from my shell and return to myself and get rid of this fake skin.

He picked up the express box and turned around and walked out.

Step by step...

Never panic!

A strange death of a squinting man appeared in his mind.

It seemed as if the next second, it was his turn to bleed seven holes.

Three, four, five steps...

Very good, I have come a long way, and the mortality rate has decreased...

Try to control your pace, each step is a little bigger than the previous step.

You can leave this ghost place without knowing it!

Panic and fear even made him ignore the fact that there was no super power system in the small wave rolling woman.

Now all his cerebral cortex is circling with blood from the scene of 36 missing people.

Yosi!

Just walked to the motorcycle!!

"etc!"

The small waves curled the woman's crisp sound, like a flash of lightning, slashing into his ears.

Ivis' blood and goosebumps all over his body once again staged a wonder of cyclical countercurrent.

He raised his left foot and was about to let go. He hesitated for 0.1 second, resisting the urge to run away with his head, he decided to stay.

"sister……"

Turn back inch by inch.

Hopefully the voice doesn't tremble...

"You use this, and there is juice."

The little wavy curl woman chased after her from the small room and handed him a jar of juice.

Unscrew the small medicine bottle on his hand and applied the cool ointment to the back of his hand and wrist.

He squatted down again and hooked his little finger with a little ointment.

It was terrible to apply on Ivis, which made the dense phobia want to dig out the ankles with both pupils.

“…”

"If my brother is alive, he should be as old as you. It is not easy to work just now. There are many mosquitoes in this place. Please take it and apply more."

The woman stuffed the small medicine bottle into his hand.

The unexpected act of kindness made Avis feel thrilling just now, full of the meaning of "hanging high and letting go".

"Thank you...thank you sister."

The woman's brows stretched a little, and returned to the small room with her worries and continued to write and draw.

The air conditioner wind just hit the covered paper, revealing the paper she wrote and painted. Neat hieroglyphs exuded the smell of car engine oil...

Fear is a mixed emotion of subjective and objective.

What the dark forces had done before made Avis particularly afraid of; what the dark forces were about to do to him made him feel extremely guilty.

I was riding a motorcycle with his hands and feet, playing with motorcycles and playing with building blocks, and then I was furious twice.

“Tututu…”

The semi-old motorcycle that delivered the express delivery went out of the auto repair parts factory.

Ives follows Teacher Ka's teachings.

When encountering a suspect, don’t contact the informant and go back to the express company’s base camp.

He carried the prop express box and returned to the express company.

He seems familiar, but in fact he is absent-minded to say hello to other couriers and the communication room master.

Go back to the changing room and change your clothes.

I got off work like a miserable and tragic courier and walked back to the nearby dilapidated one-bedroom apartment - where Carl and the others were ambushing.
Chapter completed!
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