I'm Opening a Restaurant in Collapse

He wrote a note and put it in Zhao Bai's hand respectfully.

Aoba left.

Zhao Bai stared at the back of his casually leaving without saying a word for a long time, and suddenly felt a sour taste.

You don't have to look, you know that Aoba is real. After a battle without a winner, he did three things.

Stop the war.

He used the wealth of the two gangs for years as a pension, and kept a tuition fee for himself.

Contact repeat schools everywhere.

These three things in total have the taste of an aloof internationalist. Zhao Bai feels that he has really become a partner of justice, and he can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Back upstairs, Zhao Bai handed the address to Bronya.

"It's the address that's right."

Bronya nodded, she has been monitoring Aoba's movements, and naturally she has seen the whole process.

But at this time, there is something more important.

She pulled Zhao Bai to her side and said softly: "There is a problem with the cup snake, Bronya can monitor this farce through the whole city's network, and she can record all the content on her mobile phone by sitting quietly in the room. "

Zhao Bai nodded, and he was already alert to the cup snake in his heart.

"Is there a lie detector?"

Zhao Bai asked in a low voice, and Bronya nodded.

"It's strange because of the lie detector. She's a forum novelist. There's no doubt that she wants to record stories, but her intelligence capabilities are nothing like ordinary people."

Zhao Bai nodded silently, taking Bronya's words in his heart.

On the street, the crowd did not have the slightest fear. The battle in the night always belongs to the night and cannot affect the day.

Zhao Bai came to that spot.

It was a silent forest farm, and the morning light shone lightly through the treetops and silently fell on the dark coffin.

This is probably Aoba's second sickness-like bad taste.

There was no corpse in the coffin, only a dazzling array of syringes, a one-milligram trial size, a two-milliliter full-size model, and a five-milliliter refill that was affordable.

Under the count, about six hundred or so.

Sighing with emotion, Zhao Bai waved his knife gently, the coffin burst in the fiery flame, and the contents inside began to burn.

"I feel like a spectator..."

he said with emotion.

Zhao Bai is indeed a passer-by. The protagonist of this gangster drama has already hidden his merits and fame, and will sprint for the college entrance examination next year.

Putting away his melancholy mood, Zhao Bai watched the last potion gradually evaporate in the burning, stood up, and looked through the treetops to the distance, staring at the direction of Tianqiong City, which he could not see at this time.

"That's probably the source of this farce, garbage world snake."

Zhao Bai is very sure that [-]% of the farces in Tianqiong City are caused by World Snakes, and they have never killed them wrongly.

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The world snake is a little lonely.

Gray Snake lost his memory, Raven was imprisoned, only Tie Hanhan Jackal supported the main beam, and Gray Snake's mechanical puppet used to sing double reeds.

She sat in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard to control the mechanical gray snake.

"say hello."

"You~ ok~"

The mechanical sound of the Grey Snake system is inherently funny. Jackal has been playing for a few months, but he is still not tired of it, and he feels more and more funny. He wants to dig out the funny genes hidden in the depths of the Grey Snake.

"Say I love you."

"I~love~you?"

"hahahahahahahahaha."

Jackal laughed like a mental retard. Anyway, there was no one else here, so there was no need to maintain that dark-bellied and scheming image. She didn't notice that the grey snake doll's eyes flashed a strange red light, faithfully recording everything.

Grey Snake had anticipated this situation, and knew how unreliable Jackal was, and he would have to repay his debts at that time.

"There is a record of the use of the equipment, isn't that guy coming back?"

The jackal was terrified.

"What can I do? I haven't had enough."

According to Grey Snake's intelligence network, Jackal immediately knew that a plane belonging to Destiny had landed at Tianhe Airport. Five unremarkable people set foot on the land, spread out, and began to clear Grey Snake's intelligence house.

"Tsk, trouble."

Jackal said impatiently, she knew that she couldn't be tough, so she began to control the grey snake dolls in each intelligence house, and began to beg for mercy bluntly.

"Young master, spare your life."