"What? This little box costs two hundred and thirty-three? Why don't you go and grab it!"

"Oh, Officer Ma. Our store operates on a small budget, but we use real materials. Officer Ma, is it just you who ordered it? I see that you are our regular customer, so this is already a 20% discount."

Ma Houde... Ma Private glanced at Wang Yuechuan, who had a strange look on his face, and could only take out his wallet with tears in his eyes.

"Two hundred and fifty, no need to change!"

Ren Ziling stuffed the cake box into Ma Houde's hand, shook her hand and said, "Thank you very much, Officer Ma."

"No, you're welcome..." Seeing that Ren Ziling turned around and left, Ma Houde breathed a sigh of relief.

But Wang Yuechuan was still standing at the door of the conference room. Mahoude could only turn around stiffly, "Well... Comrade Wang, do you want something to eat?"

"You're welcome, I'm not hungry." Wang Yuechuan shook his head and then walked in.

Ma Shir suddenly trembled, raised the box high, and wanted to drop it to the ground...but quickly stopped.

He couldn't bear to part with two hundred and fifty yuan of cakes.

But immediately, Ma Private received a text message from Ren Ziling: I know where Zhao Ru is.

…

…

A burst of black smoke swept into the club, and after taking shape, a face like an old witch was revealed: Black Soul No. 18.

Black Soul No. 18 took a look at the club lobby and found that the boss was not here.

Only Miss Youye was cleaning glasses at the counter, while another tenant who was said to be here was still sitting quietly in the corner.

"Eighteen, do you have anything to see the master? The master will not be here right now." You Ye said calmly.

Black Soul No. 18 nodded, "The same goes for you, Miss Youye. This is the information about the funder that I have found in the past few days."

Black Soul No. 18 took out three data cards.

"It's still the same as before, very efficient." You Ye nodded, "Put the things down. I will hand them over to the master when he comes back."

"Yes." Black Soul No. 18 nodded respectfully, "Then my subordinate will continue to find a new sponsor."

"Go." The maid waved her hand.

Black Soul No. 18 didn't say anything, but before leaving the house, he turned around curiously and asked: "By the way, Miss Youye, it seems that the new Black Soul Messenger I met last time is not here?

"

"You're talking about Taiyinzi." Youye smiled slightly and said, "He should be living a good life now, don't worry."

How dare you believe what this maid says...

Black Soul No. 18 shuddered and flew out of the club.

…

A scream sounded.

Don't get me wrong, there is actually no gavel here, these are just slippers that were taken off. I saw Taiyinzi sitting upright and patting the slippers on his hands heavily in the prisoner's activity room.

"...When the bowstring sounded, the arrow flew out with a bang, hitting a few small trees. At that time! There was a burst of cheers in the camp, and Ji Ning was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat! Right there

At this time! Guess what?"

"What's wrong?"

Among the group of old prisoners, someone quickly asked.

Although I am very curious that Lao Feng has lived a peaceful life all these years, but he suddenly started to become active these days... but Lao Feng's storytelling is really good.

It’s about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

"Um...water!" Taiyinzi coughed, and a glass of water was quickly delivered to him.

Taiyinzi moistened his throat, and now he patted the slippers on his hand hard, and there was a bang!

But at this moment, Zhou Xiaokun hurriedly walked in, came to Taiyinzi's side, and said in shock: "It's not good, brother, brother, Fatty Zhang is here to find you!"

"Which Fatty Zhang? I haven't mentioned Marquis Wen's appearance yet! If anything happens, we'll talk about it later!" Taiyinzi snorted unhappily.

"That's Fatty Zhang in the cabin next door!" Zhou Xiaokun said with a cold sweat: "Brother, you haven't forgotten that you robbed 6 cigarettes from Li Li San yesterday, right? He is just hanging out with Fatty Zhang!"

Although I don’t know what stimulation this old man has received these days, he seems to be out of his mind.

But after seeing the scene where this old man took action yesterday... Zhou Xiaokun swore that he had never known that this old man was so fierce and secretive!

In just a blink of an eye, the man with dysentery fell to the ground!

Could it be... turning grief and anger into strength?

"Who is Lao Feng? Come out! I promise not to beat you to death!"
Chapter completed!