Imperial Beast: I Can Copy and Synthesize Infinitely

Scarface disappeared at the entrance of the Food City, Lin Ye was a little lost.

What does this guy mean, threatening yourself?

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that the other party was not malicious, but rather reminded me kindly.

Suddenly, Lin Ye remembered the two fleeing figures, and touched his chin.

"not understand."

Unable to figure out the reason, he simply put aside these useless thoughts.

After eating, he picked up the phone again and started taking orders.

The order this time was not ideal. It was an old residential area, and the surrounding roads were bumpy. It is estimated that I could not pick up other orders along the way.

He thought, riding the electric car and following the navigation.

Lin Ye shivered as a wisp of cold wind blew towards him as he rode on the small road.

Before you know it, it's almost autumn.

The weather didn't know when it started. It was not as warm as it was at the beginning. It seemed that I had to get home from get off work earlier.

Ten minutes later, he passed a relatively deserted path and stopped in front of the Spring Garden.

That's right, this suburban community is called Spring Garden.

There are those bungalows all around, only this one is independent, and when counted together, it means six or seven low-rise buildings are connected together. It seems that they have been around for quite a while.

Thirty years.

Lin Ye conservatively estimated.

"stop!"

On the rusty LCD door, an uncle who was nearly forty stopped him.

He wore an old security uniform, with the same age as the community behind him, with serious and rigid words written on his face.

"Stop, don't let in here." The uncle stopped him, and the whole body was in front of the gate.

Lin Ye discussed with him for a while, and the result was that this uncle was more straightforward than he thought. He was not allowed to enter if he was killed.

With a helpless sigh, he dialed the buyer's number.

"Hello, I am a rider in a certain regiment.

Right now at the gate of your community, the uncle here doesn't let me in. Do you think you should come down and pick it up by yourself, or put it at the gate? Lin Ye spoke politely.

The other party was silent for a while, and then came an extremely unreasonable voice.

"I don't care, you have to send it to me anyway, otherwise you will give you a bad review!"

Toot toot...

Lin Ye held the phone dullly, his scalp numb.

What do you mean?

Give a bad review if you don't send it in? !

What is the embarrassing person? I clearly want to give a bad review!

He took a deep breath, his face gloomy, could it be that he offended someone?

When Scarface flashed inexplicably in his mind, he vaguely felt that these were not coincidences.

Putting down the phone, with an attentive smile on his face, he talked to the stereotyped uncle: "Uncle, you will let me in. If I don't go in again, this guy will give me a bad review."

As he said, he was shrouded in grief, and said sobbing: "I have lived in an orphanage since I was a child, and I didn't meet one until later..."

"Got it!

Boy, don't play the emotional card, don't look at me like this, I have been to Hengdian when I was young.

Do you know Hengdian? He said, patted his chest, disdainful.

"I haven't seen any scenes. Don't act for me here. No one in this community has ever ordered takeaways. The delivery staff in this area know how you are so unreasonable!"

He sat on the rocking chair by the door, his face resolute.

Lin Ye opened his mouth wide, and didn't know how to refute it.

The buyer's phone rang again, and the voice inside was extremely impatient.

"I'll give you the last five minutes. If I can't deliver it again, I'll give you a bad review, and I don't want this meal!" The other party still roared, and finally hung up the phone.

The uncle sitting not far away also heard the voice on the phone and glanced up at him, still as if nothing had happened.

It's nothing to do, hang up high.

Lin Ye looked at the rusty iron gate in front of him, and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Then I looked at balcony 301. At this time, the balcony was open, and I could vaguely see a figure in the balcony putting down the phone in his hand.

Could it be that someone really made things difficult for him on purpose?

In fact, Lin Ye did not guess wrong.

At this time, inside the balcony of 301, a young man in his early twenties, dyed with yellow hair, put down his mobile phone and spit out smoke rings.

Taking another sip, he glanced at the forest leaves downstairs, and a smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

He picked up the phone and sent a text message.

"Brother Wang, this kid is downstairs right now. As long as he can't come up within five minutes, I will give him a bad review."

The short message was sent, and the other party responded in seconds.

"Xiaoguang, good job, originally I just wanted this guy not to grab the order so fiercely, now it's okay to teach him a lesson."

Huang Mao Xiaoguang smiled and continued to reply: "I didn't expect that this kid would actually be able to receive my order.

This is God's arrangement, and it must be planted in my hands! "

"Don't talk about Xiaoguang, I'll come to the list now, I'll talk about it after I'm busy."

Xiaoguang inhaled all the cigarettes in his hand, then spit it out, squeezing it out.

He turned his gaze to the bottom of the community, and a smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

"I want to see, how can you escape my bad review today?"

At this moment, Lin Ye was standing downstairs, looking up into the balcony, just to feel the joking gaze.

Yes, although he can't see it, but he can feel it, this guy must be staring at himself with joking eyes from above.

This is the intuition of the martial artist!

"Don't look at the young man. It is impossible for you to enter the gate today. Put the takeaway here and leave. Whoever buys it will come over and pick it up." The uncle sat at the door and said leisurely. Reading, proud of his face.

The expression is like saying, look, this is my site, I have the final say!

Lin Ye didn't respond to him at the first time, but stared at the balcony, with a smile on his lips.

"Uncle, sorry.

You said that there has never been any takeaway here. Today this rule may be broken. "

Hearing this, the uncle sat up straight and smiled.

"Oh?

The young man is not very old and speaks arrogantly.

I'm not afraid to tell you that this key is in my old man's body, but I won't give it to you today, but I have a heart attack. "He said, even more proud.

Have heart disease.

This is Niubi BUFF, what do you do?

"You don't need a key." Lin Ye said, moving his muscles a few times.

The muscles and bones made a crackling noise, and the whole person made a sprinting action.

The uncle was also attracted by his actions, and he looked at him with a smile and said: "Young man, you don't need the key, can it be impossible to fly in?"

As he said, he laughed.

It's just that his laughter was halfway through, and then stopped abruptly.

Because Lin Ye was under his nose, running towards the gate, and then the whole person jumped up, lightly lit the iron gate, and turned over directly.

No.

To be precise, it is floating!

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