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Chapter 153 Advise You To Be Kind (5)

Jin Qing: "." The last sentence is your key point!However, the soul of pan-gold in silver seems to be really good!
Climbing up from the pile of leaves, Jin Qing realized that the sun had already set, so he secretly smacked his mouth, this plot is really not ordinary long!

Standing by the pile of leaves, Jin Qing listened to the chaotic noise from the crematorium and the sound of police car horns breaking the road.

Jin Qing pouted, it seemed that the middle-aged man had already been discovered!
Raising his right arm, a dark purple blood scab had already formed on his arm.

Subconsciously, she reached into her clothes and touched her side. Jin Qing took a "hissy" breath, it really hurts!

Although the previous crack has slowly healed, the new flesh exposed under the scorched skin has not yet scabbed, so the flesh is exposed naked.

Jin Qing grinned and hissed twice. The skin that had been burned by high temperature did not like scabs because the cells were already dead. It seemed that this burn was more difficult to heal than other wounds!
Withdrawing her hand back, Jin Qing sighed: Take your time!Based on her recovery ability, it is estimated that she will recover in about a month!
Move the neck and move the legs, the burn on the leg seems to be less painful.

Looking at her bare feet, she still needs a pair of shoes.

There happened to be a garbage dump not far away. Jin Qing puffed his cheeks and walked towards the garbage dump with bare feet.

After rummaging through the trash for a long time, I found a pair of sneakers with a mouth open on the front.

Tear off two rags from the head of the broken mop in the garbage dump, and tie the front of the sneakers. Jin Qing bowed her head and admired her feet for a while. In fact, her workmanship was not bad.

After exhaling, Jin Qing started to run desperately in the direction of Qiao Jia's memory home.

Although every step she ran would hurt her wounds, but Jin Qing's mind was full of motivation: If she remembered correctly, Qiao Jia in this world should be a rich person!
I'm sorry that after three worlds, she is still the out-and-out money fanatic back then.

But she really can't control her prehistoric power, Qiao Jia's bed is KING SIZE.
For a person who has lived three worlds and never slept on a soft bed, this attraction is fatal!
The crematorium was a bit far from the city, so Jin Qing ran for two hours before finally seeing the apartment building where Qiao Jia lived.

Pedestrians on the road saw someone running past them quickly. Looking at their clothes, they thought it was a homeless man who had been kicked out by the city management.

So they just avoided her carefully, but no one paid much attention to her.

Jin Qing herself was annoyed while running, her body was really too weak, and the burns on her body also limited her running speed.

Finally ran downstairs of the building, Jin Qing was happy, and ran faster and faster.

But I didn't expect that when I arrived at the gate of the building, my way was restricted by the gate of the building.

Jin Qing looked inside the door in bewilderment, just in time to meet the terrified eyes of the building administrator.

Jin Qing hurriedly waved to the administrator to let him open the door.

But the administrator not only refused to open it, but also grabbed the baton placed under the table in panic.

Jin Qing: "." What's the situation.

It turned out that the administrator was opening the door to ventilate the building, but he didn't expect to see a bald head from a long distance away, so dark that he ran desperately in his direction.

Bending down and putting his hands on his knees, Jin Qing took a few breaths and sighed: "It's really tiring to run all the way."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he recovered his breath, Jin Qing was startled by the figure reflected on the glass door. What the hell is this?

In Jin Qing's impression, Qiao Jia is a confident, introverted, and proud royal sister-type beauty.

However, the image reflected by the glass door is like this!
The hair on the head was basically scorched, and only some hair roots were sticking to the blackened scalp from the smoke.

Jin Qing curled her lips, she said that the whole journey was full of fragrance!

After losing the hair on the head, the head looks more and more round.

The whole face was as if coal dust had just been picked out, with stains one by one, making her teeth and the whites of the eyes more and more obvious, making her white and frightening.

He was wearing a nondescript men's T-shirt and women's jeans, and the sneakers that had just been tied under his feet had completely fallen off after rubbing against the ground.

Jin Qing moved his toes and found that the soles of his feet had been ground with small wounds by the small stones on the road. No wonder he felt a tingling pain just now.

Jin Qing scratched his hairless head with his hands, feeling a little embarrassed.

If it wasn't for her being in this body, she really wouldn't be able to recognize this person.

Under the astonished eyes of the administrator, Jin Qing lifted the front half of his clothes and slapped his face, not caring that his body was still naked under the clothes.

The administrator stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth wide, looked at the burn marks on Jin Qing's waist in astonishment, held the baton in his hand, and could still move after being burned. This must be a biohazard!

Jin Qing took a breath, and pointed at the administrator, pointing at his wiped face, which was not as dark as before, and shouted: "Hello, please open the door for me, I am Qiao Jia, a resident on the seventeenth floor!"

The administrator took two steps back and shook his head at Jin Qing. He had seen Qiao Jia before, she didn't look like this, you suspected terrorist, don't try to lie to me.

After rejecting Jin Qing, the administrator pursed his lips, and at the same time, tightened the baton in his hand, staring at Jin Qing outside vigilantly.

Beware of her violent attack at any time, who knows if she will suddenly pull out a gun from her bosom!
After Jin Qing saw the administrator's interaction: "." I am not mentally ill!
Instead of trying to communicate with the administrator, Jin Qing turned to the lock outside the door to pay attention, this kind of password palm print lock, any one can open the door.

Although Jin Qing didn't know Qiao Jia's password, her palm prints remained the same!
Thinking of this, Jin Qing felt a little happy, then stretched out her right hand, and gently placed the entire palm of her right hand on the palm print lock.

A second later, after the palmprint lock was scanned, Jin Qing's verification request was rejected with a "beep".

Jin Qing is a little bit pained, don't the door locks now all depend on their appearance!
Just as she was thinking, Jin Qing looked down at her palm, and suddenly realized that her hand had been burned when she grasped the hook.

(End of this chapter)