Super Manufacturing Force

An hour later, Mr. Mi had taken off only a pair of flower pants and a two-stretched vest, tired like a dog, and was breathing heavily in an alley.

But even if he breaks down like this, Zhao Xu can still find him, he can't figure it out, how can there be such strange things in the world?

Someone is riding an electric car leisurely on the road, and secretly rejoices: "Hum, taking off your pants, I thought I couldn't find you? Dreaming, unless you take off your underwear, you will be tired of a dog, and you will also Don't try to run away! "

In fact, Zhao Xu put trackers all over Mr. Mi's whole body, not to mention clothes and pants, even small pants. That is to say, unless Mr. Mi took off his underwear, it would be a day. It's nothing!

Well, it must be admitted that Zhao Xu's mind is sometimes smaller than the needle tip. Previously, he was taken off by Mr. Mi to be clean and slippery. How can I not get this account back?

Mr. Mi rested for a while, then stood up and continued to escape. At this moment, a man came into the alley with a bag. The man looked like a resident here.

Mr. Mi thought for a moment, and suddenly ran over, yelling, "Robbery!"

The man looked at the robber in front of him, a two-stretched vest, a pair of flowery shorts below, and his furry thighs exposed outside.

This strange dress actually said he was going to rob?

"Don't you have a fever, right?" The man shook his head like a fool, and turned to leave.

"Huh!" Mr. Mi was angry, even if he was bullied by Zhao Xu today, he would dare to despise him if he came out casually. Is this tolerable?

He looked at a brick next to him, suddenly bent over to pick it up, and then sang loudly. A hand knife instantly split the brick in half.

The man looked dumbfounded, and I didn't speak there.

Mr. Mi is extremely proud: "Hum, this trick is Lao Tzu's reserved skill. Do you dare to despise Lao Tzu now?"

But he did not expect the man to suddenly say: "Brother, you have a unique idea in such a suit!"

Mr. Mi almost vomited blood: "Damn, I'm robbing!" He was going crazy, and felt that this man's thinking logic was quite strange.

"Robbery?" The man finally seemed to react, and immediately panicked: "Brother, I have no money, let me go!"

"Who wants your money? Undress Lao Tzu!" Mr. Mi said fiercely.

"What? Undress?" The man immediately hugged his chest with both hands, with a look of vigilance: "Big ... brother, you still have a fortune, it's a bit of a **** ... that, I'm not interested in men, and there is no soap here ! "

Mr. Mi only felt that Tian Lei was rolling, and he was out of focus. He really broke down: "Fuck, the ghost wants to rob you of your color, I want your clothes, take off quickly, and then be careful of me Break your neck! "

"If you want clothes, you should have said it before!" The man was relieved, and immediately opened the bag in his hand. "I have a whole set of clothes here, from inside to outside. I just got them back from the laundry, as long as you do n’t rob Color, just use it! "

Suddenly, the man looked stunned, and quickly took out a piece of soap from the bag. This guy stunned Mr. Mi Mi, with a look of vigilance, apparently still distrusting Mr. Mi's certain orientation.

Mr. Mi was annoyed, grabbed the bag, replaced himself with a puddle, then gave the man a stern glance, turned and ran out of the alley.

The alley became extremely quiet, and the man threw his eyes frowning to the left and right, suddenly grabbed his hair, and tore his head away ... Ah, no, it was to tear the Yi Rong's hood off, revealing a thief's face It is Zhao Xu.

"Hey, you old fox, haven't been fooled by Lao Tzu!" Zhao Xu grinned proudly.

I don't know if Mr. Mi sees this scene, will he be really vomiting blood?

Zhao Xu took the tracker out of his arms and looked at the moving red dot on the screen and sneered: "Hum, want to run? No way, I haven't played enough!"

Is your IQ crushed?

Can you run, right?

All right, I'll let you run enough, and without tiring you into a dog, my brother will follow your last name!

Of course, the reason why Zhao Xu played Mr. Mi was not entirely for revenge. In fact, the main thing he wanted was to persecute Mr. Mi to find his own bomb.

When making the tracker on Mr. Mi just now, Zhao Xu had turned the remote control in Mr. Mi's pocket into ashes, but the location of the bomb was still uncertain.

Bombs are placed on the chaotic streets, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accident. In case, for some reason, it suddenly explodes, it will be a human tragedy.

Therefore, if this scourge is not cleared, Zhao Xu can never feel at ease.

In Zhao Xu's view, as long as Mr. Mi is pushed into desperation, the other party will definitely look for a bomb, because that is his last chip to escape.

"Hum, let's you be an old fox, isn't it about your brother and me to play with it in the end?" Zhao Xu's humming Xiaoqu, walked out of the alley in a sloppy pace.

So next, the same scene took place again.

Whether Mr. Mi went to the room to climb the wall or run wild, he could always be found by Zhao Xu.

Such a situation made Mr. Mi really crazy, and running for more than an hour, he was really tired of becoming a dog.

"Fuck, it won't work like this!" Mr. Mi's face was extremely ugly. He never thought that one day, he would be pushed into despair by a hairy kid.

But there is no way, whether you want to admit it or not, he has been forced into desperation now. If he wants to escape, he must have chips in his hand, so now it seems that there is only one way out.

He gritted his teeth and finally stomped fiercely, turned and walked towards Dongjiang People's Park.

He knows that there must be a lot of agents near the park now. Once he enters, it is like a sheep entering the tiger, so he must be careful now.

After a short while, Mr. Mi came to a street north of People's Park and saw a car parked on the sidewalk beside the street.

He observed the surrounding environment and immediately saw that there were a few casual agents.

"Huh, a bunch of rookies, just because of your camouflage skills, also tried to lie to me? Not at your own expense!"

Mr. Mi sneered, covered his face with his collar, carefully avoided the eyes of several agents, and came to a second-hand Toyota a moment later.

He looked around, took out a wire and tinkered twice, and opened the door of the co-pilot. Then he immediately got into it and reached under the seat, as if looking for something?

Just then, a pistol was placed on his back: "Mr. M, thank you for helping us find the bomb!" 2k novel reading network