"How about, do you regret to offend her now?" Wen Jifei whispered.
"A little bit." Han Qingyu thought, "Scientists seem to be really scary."
Assuming that now, Han Qingyu and the others really went to do masked robbery, the most they could do was rob each other's belongings. They can't touch the wealth of big shots and the warehouses of big forces.
As for the abduction, in such an unable to go out, the big forces of the abduction are basically equivalent to finding death.
And Qiu Qiuhong can.
She is a super doctor. The abduction and blackmail from the doctor of the doctor are mild.
"Is it weak?" Han Qingyu's thoughts suddenly distracted, and he was caught by the word.
Of course he also has weaknesses. As far as he is concerned, the people around him are his weaknesses, the kind that can defeat him if they are grasped.
He unconsciously glanced at Wen Jifei, Wen Jifei's sniper rifle, but now there is only the last bullet left. Without that thing, he was really a porcelain in the unrighteous city.
Wen Jifei said, "What do you see?"
"Qingzi might be thinking, let you go out to find a big man, and get Leng Zi a shot." Zhu Jiaming said with a smile and speculated that it was actually a vague suggestion.
"By the way, Qingzi." Wen Jifei ignored him, and suddenly shouted Han Qingyu.
Han Qingyu: "Huh?"
"This is what Dr. Zhe said. I think we can try it first and see the effect... Just chop the young prince half to death first. He must have some secrets."
"Huh?" It seemed very reasonable, Han Qingyu turned his head to look at Zhu Jiaming.
"... my own. Qingzi." Zhu Jiaming said, "And I said it, I really said all."
Han Qingyu laughed, nodded, and said, "Just kidding."
In fact, the young prince must still have immortal bones hidden somewhere, and there are more than one or two. After all, he has been busy working on this matter for more than twenty years.
But that thing was probably more valuable to him than his life. It would be difficult to get it by force. On the contrary, it might actually kill him and lose a lot of clues.
He is here anyway, and if he is driven away now, he will not be willing to leave. Han Qingyu is not in a hurry.
"You, why don't you ignore me?"
Across the table, Zhe Qiuhong stood, tilting his head slightly and asking.
Because of being drunk, her eyes always looked a little blurred, and even the tone of speaking in daily rational and fullness was a little somewhat soft and glutinous.
"Oh, it makes sense. We are discussing it right now." Wen Jifei said: "The problem now is that we can't find the right person to stab him at the moment. Do you understand? We have to choose the target first. This is not worth it for ordinary people. In the case of great power, we are not familiar with it. In case of accidental cutting to super, we will hang up all ... "
"Is it all hung up? You ..." Zhe Qiuhong murmured.
Then her eyes lit up, accompanied by sorrow. The two emotions were strangely mixed together.
"Then, I'll bury the rest of you first." She paused and looked at Han Qingyu and Wu Shi, her eyes seeming to be planning the location and order of the cuts.
"Actually, I have thought that I might cry when I dissect you. I cry very hard..."
"Get out!" Han Qingyu cursed sincerely.
Zhe Qiuhong shook his head, "Don't go away, I'll tell you about my current research, do you want it?"
Her current research?
It's not lizards and snakes! Han Qingyu said: "No."
"Then let me tell you about Chen Buxung, okay? I'll tell you something very powerful..."
"Shh, stop."
"I don't."
"Stop."
"No, let me tell you, Chen is not hungry..."
"Snapped!"
With a gentle slap on the back of his neck, Zhe Qiuhong fainted.
The armor turned around with a click and said angrily: "Qingzi you!"
"Shh, someone is coming." Han Qingyu motioned for them to be quiet.
Someone is here, now outside the courtyard wall, lying on the wall to spy.
Han Qingyu just noticed a slight vibration and could not judge the specific situation.
Instructing them to stay in the house with his eyes, Han Qingyu took off his sword and went out, walked to the yard and stood down.
The other party didn't move.
"I don't know where my friend is, come out." He suddenly looked at the wall.
Damn, it’s so bright.
The light from the window hit a bald head like a street lamp.
The bald spot slowly appeared, with a ring of hair along the lower edge.
"Uh, Boss Dao, Boss Dao, what are you doing..." Han Qingyu was speechless.
After Dao Boss got up, he jumped down from the wall. He staggered and almost fell. He was also drunk tonight. He looked at Han Qingyu and the knife in his hand, and suddenly became angry. He stepped forward and slapped his head... but Han Qingyu dodged it.
Tried two more times, still failed.
It seems that I am really drunk, otherwise he would not be able to dodge continuously... The knife boss thought about it, gave up the fight, and directly cursed:
"Why did you come out?! You still have a knife, you are very capable?! In this situation in Injustice City, you just walked out, don't you think your life is too long?!"
Behind him, Wen Jifei, Wu Shi, and He Tangtang rushed out... Han Qingyu felt embarrassed and asked, "Then should I?"
"Ambush him, or quickly take the source energy block and escape!"
Dao Boss was not talking drunkenly, although he seemed a little drunk. This is the correct rule for surviving in the city of injustice. When someone dares to peek into your home, the other party will most likely be prepared.
"I'll find out later. Thank you, Boss Dao." Wen Jifei answered.
Dao Boss looked at him and nodded: "Yes."
"Then, boss swordsman, are you here? Why are you lying down..." He Tangtang glanced at the wall and said to himself that it was lucky Qingzi asked first, otherwise you would have died, you know? Knife boss.
"I...cough."
How to say this? Looking at the five younger brothers in front of him, Boss Dao was thinking hard.
He took people to the restaurant tonight, eating and drinking until past twelve o'clock, and did not wait until Han Qingyu and the other five came over. He was worried that they would die, or that they would drink with Hei Ya and the others after the fight... This, especially the latter, was a very hypocritical state. Boss Dao couldn't say it, and he would be embarrassed if he did.
"I was just wandering around and happened to stop here, so I thought I'd take a look at you guys." In fact, this still doesn't explain why he climbed the wall, but he is the boss and he has the final say.
After finishing speaking, Boss Dao waved his hand and walked directly into the house.
Han Qingyu and the other five had no choice but to follow.
Six large bags of dead iron fragments were displayed directly in front of Boss Dao on the floor of the main room. He stood and looked at them with a dazed look on his face.
Wen Jifei: "Now that this is the case, can we talk a little bit?"
Han Qingyu: "Yeah."
"You haven't decided yet? Why did Hei Ya let you guys go? Don't agree to this kind of thing in the future." Boss Dao made a conclusion directly, then turned around... and was stunned again.
He saw Zhe Qiuhong on the ground.
"What's up with her?"
"Drunk."
Xi Mei quickly picked up Zhe Qiuhong and moved him back to the room. She thought there was a fight just now, but now she looks a little disappointed.
"Oh." Boss Dao looked at the snacks on the table, then the beer... took out his pocket, put ten pieces of dead iron on the table, and said: "The food money you five saved today, don't spend it like this in the future. .”
As he said that, he sat down and turned to look at them: "Why are you standing there? Sit down and continue drinking."
There is still wine. Except for Zhe Qiuhong, no one drank too much just now. Dao Boss looked at it, found a cup, poured a cup, and signaled to finish...
It looked like he didn't feel anything. Wen Jifei gave him the leftover liquor from last time.
This went on until about half past two, when Boss Dao was completely dizzy. There was still some wine, so He Tangtang picked it up with chopsticks and said, "There's no more food, Boss Dao."
Injustice City can buy things no matter how late it is, so he thought about cheating some money for food and drinks.
As a result, "Yeah." Boss Dao nodded vaguely, turned his head, squinted his eyes and pointed his finger and said: "Go, cook that dragon. Forget it, I'll go by myself."
Zhe Qiuhong's little dragon ran out again.
…………
The next morning when everyone woke up and washed up, Zhe Qiuhong just got up. When she came out of the room, she had returned to her usual appearance, with a cold expression and direct eyes...even though her hair was messed up like a chicken coop.
"Doctor Zhe, last night..." He Tangtang said tentatively.
"It was okay last night."
She immediately interrupted the topic and hid it in embarrassment. Zhe Qiuhong walked past a few people and unconsciously stretched out her hand to rub the bag behind her neck. She vaguely remembered who had beaten her. As she passed by, she looked at her fiercely. Han Qingyu glanced at it and didn't mention it.
"By the way, where is my dragon...snake?!" When she reached the door, she stopped for a moment and turned around to ask.
"Ah? Is it missing? I don't know!"
Several people in the room shook their heads together.
