Dress up and fight!

Chapter 2172 Friends (22)

Looking at the dressed boss, his eyes were reddened by the onion in the man's hand.

Minister Zhao picked up the wooden barn pipe that had just been put down again: "The difficulty is only temporary. One day, we will be able to drive those invaders out of our land. Now it is just the darkness before dawn, and we will succeed."

In order not to become slaves of other countries, and for their families not to be slaughtered at will, they must succeed.

The boss who had already dressed himself as a smoker sighed after Youyou: "We still need to work hard!"

After bidding farewell to Minister Zhao, the boss climbed back to the small room along the secret passage.

The man on the bed heard the movement and hurriedly got up to change clothes with the boss.

The woman still sprayed something in the boss's mouth, took off the hat on the boss's head and put it away, and then walked out of the room with the boss twisting her hips.

The boss's footsteps are sloppy, his eyes are red, and he doesn't feel any disobedience when standing with other smokers.

The woman walked the boss to the door in disheveled clothes, waved a handkerchief and said, "Let's play again!"

After that, he leaned against the door, as if waiting for other guests.

Everyone has their own protective color, such as Jin Fuyao, such as the boss, and such as the woman herself.

They use these least popular identities to work hard to complete their tasks, even if they will not be recorded by history at all.

The boss had just walked to the corner of the street when he was suddenly held back with a knife from behind: "Don't move, hand over the money."

The boss's legs softened, and his slightly hoarse voice was full of smoke: "Master, I just finished my addiction, and I don't have a dime on me, why don't you leave me your address, and I'll send you the money later go home."

But he heard the man behind him sneer, reached out and grabbed the boss's hair, and pushed the knife forward again: "Stop talking nonsense, take off your clothes if you don't have money."

The boss shook his hands, and tremblingly took off his clothes, shoes and socks, leaving only a pair of obscene pants.

While the person behind him let down his vigilance, the boss screamed and ran towards the middle of the street: "Help, you're killing someone!"

Only the robber was left holding his clothes and standing in a secret place, looking at his hand that grabbed the boss's hair with disgust: it smells and sticky, how long has this smoker not washed his hair.

After the Fuguihua finished, Jin Qing didn't call for a taxi, but carried Jin Fuyao all the way home.

Jin Qing was not shameless in the first place, but when he met Jin Fuyao who could let go, the two women didn't realize how eye-catching their appearance was.

It was already late at night, and there were more soldiers from country R on patrol on the road.

They checked the identities of passers-by from time to time, and they actually regarded Huangpu as their own territory.

Perhaps Jin Qing's identity had been popularized by science, but the soldiers did not try to stop Jin Qing.

It's just that when they saw Jin Qing carrying Jin Fuyao on his back, they all winked.

Jin Qing doesn't have any ethnic complex, so he doesn't have any resistance to these R people.

But Jin Fuyao changed his posture and buried his head in Jin Qing's neck: "Can you hurry up?"

Jin Qing chuckled at her: "Do you think I'm your donkey?"

Jin Fuyao: "." Can you stop being so straightforward.

While the two were talking, the owner of the shoe stall, who was wearing only a pair of obscene trousers, rushed towards them from a distance, howling.

The boss didn't know what was wrong with that man, but he kept chasing after him unhurriedly, as if he wanted to drive him to the patrol team.

Knowing that the other party wanted to give the patrol a serious reason to kill him, the boss felt sorry for him, but had no choice but to bite the bullet while running and shouting.

If he reveals his identity, the comrades in the smokehouse will be in danger.

It took them so much effort to set up the smokehouse, and they must not expose it because of him.

Thinking of this, the boss ran faster and faster.

The street had already become quiet, which made the boss's yelling extremely shrill.

Jin Fuyao frowned slightly, apparently hearing the boss's voice, but she just froze slightly, and didn't make any other movements.

She is Fuguihua's gold boss, a wicked villain.

Her status is determined, and she will definitely not stand up for a shoe stall owner.

The boss obviously also saw Jin Qing and Jin Qing carrying Jin Fuyao on their backs, but he only gave Jin Fuyao a look, and then resolutely rushed towards the patrol team who had already picked up the wooden warehouse.

The moment he saw Jin Fuyao, the boss knew clearly that the scene in front of him was obviously another trap set up by the R country for him and Jin Fuyao.

Jin Qing stopped, turned his head and squinted at the boss running towards the R countryman, and asked Jin Fuyao in a low voice: "Know you?"

There was a tremor in Jin Fuyao's voice: "No, I don't know."

No, they must not be exposed.

Otherwise, how would she collect intelligence in the future.

The Northeast has been reduced to a war zone, and she might call at any time. Her identity is very important.

However, she really couldn't let her watch like-minded partners die.

Feeling that Jin Fuyao was shaking more and more violently, Jin Qing sighed and put him on the steps by the side of the road.

Then he took out a wooden bin from his arms and hit the opposite patrol team.

The sub list on the patrol team has already flown out of the muzzle, and the boss who has seen something bad has knelt on the ground and is ready to die.

Who would have thought that Jin Qing's wooden warehouse was actually wrapped in the opposite Zidan and directly blasted back.

The six-member patrol team was instantly blasted into a cloud of blood.

The sound of wooden warehouses can often be heard at night in Huangpu Beach. After hearing the noise here, the lights of several households upstairs quickly turned off the lights.

They didn't care what happened downstairs, as long as they weren't involved.

The top of the boss's head was burned bald by the heat Jin Qingzi carried when he flew out solo.

But he seemed to be ignorant, just staring at the blood stains on the ground.

He finally wanted to understand why the higher-ups were so obsessed with Jin Qing's weapons.

The boss turned his head and wanted to say thank you to Jin Qing, but he didn't expect that Jin Qing had already walked back to Jin Fuyao, picked him up and continued walking to his small mansion.

During this period, Jin Qing didn't have any communication with the boss, as if she just couldn't get used to the people of country R slaughtering citizens at will.

Jin Fuyao was the first to react, and patted Jin Qing on the shoulder in a blatant way: "Take it easy, it hurts me to death."

But the boss seemed to have come to his senses suddenly, and kowtowed to Jin Qing: "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord."

Several R country soldiers died, it seems that he has to leave Huangpu Beach as soon as possible.

In the dark alley, the robber who had just chased after the boss covered his mouth, for fear that his voice would disturb Jin Qing.

They calculated everything, except for this unusual person's reaction.

Under normal circumstances, a boss should have two reactions when encountering such a thing.

One is to stand on the sidelines. After all, in the eyes of these people, everyone other than them is an ant.

The other is to negotiate with them. After all, country R is now powerful, and there is no benefit in fighting against them, and it may even annoy them.

(End of this chapter)