Chapter 890 Your Courier Has Been Signed For

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Looking at the abnormal behavior of the bellyband doll in front of him,

Let’s think about the last time we contacted through this method, those two dolls were where He Qing and the other two law enforcement bosses in the same team went and the targets they were hunting...

Answer,

In fact, it is ready to come out.

So,

Boss Zhou's "Are you..."

Reserved with sincerity,

There is also just the right amount of room for maneuver.

However,

The bellyband doll on the opposite side still didn't answer.

When Boss Zhou tentatively kicked the doll's head back,

The bellyband doll moved again,

Kicked the ball back.

silence,

silence,

In this silent and eerie environment,

Boss Zhou had no choice but to continue playing the game of "kicking his own head as a ball" with this bellyband doll.

No matter how much Zhou Ze wanted to chat, no matter how much he wanted to communicate, the other party never gave him a chance to talk, and seemed to be purely immersed in this fun football game.

five minutes,

ten minutes,

thirty minutes,

This boring and monotonous game,

It lasted so long,

Zhou Ze was already a little drowsy. This "communication bridge" does not consume electricity, but it consumes the energy of the mask wearer. After such a long time, it must be too much mentally.

"Is that you?"

Zhou Ze felt that he would continue to make mistakes in replenishing skills.

Otherwise, after taking off the mask and returning to reality,

How should I explain to Yingying the content of the call for more than half an hour?

but there,

Still just playing football,

Still didn't speak.

Boss Zhou gave a "baji",

Two chubby hands go down,

Hold this head down.

The ball stopped moving,

The other side didn't move either.

Zhou Ze raised the doll's head up,

with his face to his own,

Two dolls face to face,

Staring at each other.

"you are?"

The other side is expressionless, except for the initial kawaii that comes with it.

Zhou Ze decided to give up, because it was simply a torment.

Put the opponent's head down,

"boom!"

A jio kicked back,

The opponent suddenly bent down,

"Baji" sound,

Take this head

then hold up,

And placed it on his own neck,

"click" sound,

Twist the direction a bit, reset successfully.

Zhou Ze understood that the other party was there, but deliberately remained silent.

All right, if you don't talk, I won't waste time with you.

Boss Zhou has always been very free and easy in this regard, taking advantage of the advantages, but he will definitely choose to give up on things that are difficult to achieve a positive result in Chang'an.

"Goodbye, you!"

…………

"call…………"

The moment you take off your mask,

Zhou Ze only felt dizzy in his consciousness,

Immediately got up and retched under the bed.

"Boss, are you okay?"

Yingying asked with concern while patting Zhou Ze's back.

Zhou Ze raised his hand, indicating that he was fine.

After taking a few breaths, Zhou Ze lay down on the bed again, feeling a strong sense of exhaustion.

"Boss, after talking for so long, did you get a lot of valuable information?"

Zhou Ze nodded,

road:

"Let me sort out the information carefully."

"Okay, boss."

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

start to sleep.

Yingying gently massaged Zhou Ze's head,

Looking at the tired face of the boss,

a little distressed,

The boss must have worked hard to deal with those two big shots in there just now, right?

You can't make a mistake in one step, or you'll be ruined.

well,

The boss is really working too hard.

………………

Today, the study has a new armchair, made of precious mahogany, made by famous craftsmen, not to mention the fine patterns, and the golden lines;

One of those types where even if you don't know anything about furniture, you see this armchair and immediately realize that it must be expensive!

at this time,

Xu Qinglang was lying on it,

The chair rocked, rocked, rocked,

Slowly, with a very smooth rhythm.

On the tea table on the left, there are sunflower seeds and longan, and on the tea table on the right is tea.

Old Xu put a mask on his face,

like a statue,

It seems to be refining the essence of the sun and the moon.

The black girl picked up a wooden barrel and pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in. She is busy with opening up a new vegetable garden. Build a thatched cottage, the kind with accent;

Not busy, not busy, prying open all the floor tiles and reclaiming the ground, including the subsequent planting and serving, etc., her man can completely handle it by himself.

The current Deadpool has been trained by the black chick to become a super humanoid planter.

"Oh, it's such a good day, I really feel like a queen."

The black girl put the barrel on the ground, pointed to the milky white liquid inside and said:

"The plant puree you want, when you use it later, pay attention to adding some water, don't make it too thick."

Xu Qinglang raised his hand and waved it, indicating that he understood.

The black girl walked to the bar, took a glass of water for herself, drank it "gulp" and said:

"I said, you've degenerated too quickly, haven't you?"

soon?

Really fast.

Since his master was inexplicably wiped out,

Except for the first few days when Xu Qinglang was depressed,

Then I just thought about it,

And then began a life of luxury and money...

This chair, and its current state, is the best description.

Of course, it is also difficult for you to say "no" to him,

After all, the family has more than 20 suites, it seems that this is the real original ecology.

"Snapped!"

Xu Qinglang pulled out a receipt in his hand,

The black girl took it, her dark face turned red, she covered her mouth, smiled, and said:

"Thank you bro."

The receipt was for a set of furniture, which the little black girl entrusted Xu Qinglang to order together.

Yes,

Xu Qinglang is not the only one who has been corrupted,

The little black girl also began to pursue a little bit of enjoyment after being freed from the shackles on her legs by Zhou Ze and was able to open up a new big vegetable garden.

The thatched cottage retains the rustic outer skin, but the set of expensive furniture inside is a reward for oneself.

The white fox lay on the sofa,

Glancing at a man and a woman here,

Continue to be detached.

It seems that the bookstore has a magical power, that is, no matter how aggressive and vigorous you were before, as long as you enter the bookstore, you will be salty in a short time.

The bathroom door was pushed open.

The little boy came out of it,

He just took a shower,

wet hair,

With a small body, there is a touch of sadness called longing in his eyes.

She had been away from the store for many days, and the boss came back and left, but she still didn't come back.

I don't know how she is doing, whether she will encounter any danger.

The little boy sat down behind the bar, turning a pen in his hand. She taught him the trick of turning the pen. Now, he can only use this way to resolve his thoughts.

A Cayenne parked in front of the bookstore,

A middle-aged man came down from above,

He wears gold-rimmed glasses.

Wang Ke pushed open the door of the bookstore,

Xu Qinglang still lay on the armchair without moving, the black girl continued to look at the list of furniture in her hand, and the white fox continued to wander.

Just because this man comes every day these days,

We are used to it,

I'm too lazy to say hello.

The little boy straightened up slightly,

Wang Ke glanced at him,

The little boy shook his head slightly,

Wang Ke sighed, nodded, turned around, left the study, got into the car, and left again.

He came to see if his daughter was back,

And when Lin Ke is not here,

The little boy would no longer be "uncle long and uncle short" in front of Wang Ke,

after all,

In terms of age, really,

Wang Ke is not even qualified to be his great-grandson.

evening,

coming soon,

The black chick is back at the wax museum,

Old Xu got up from the armchair, carried the wooden barrel to the bathroom, and prepared to take a bath and go to bed early.

The white fox turned over and continued to stand aloof.

Since returning from Rongcheng, the white fox has really become a lot more pure, and even this temperament has risen by more than one level.

The pen in the little boy's hand is still turning and turning. What is turning is the pen, and what cannot be turned is the endless thoughts.

The atmosphere in the study room is not depressing, but it is also quiet enough to make people feel a little tired. The auras of people seem to be contagious, but here, the auras of several people aggravate each other's "illness".

Fortunately, that man is not at home, otherwise this bookstore could really switch to selling Zigong salt.

Of course,

Not everyone is so peaceful,

There will always be people who choose to move forward with burdens.

for example,

The old way of broadcasting resumed today,

He took Houbai to start an outdoor live broadcast, and he hasn't come back yet. It is said that today I have to go to several events. In order to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the veteran is preparing to make a more positive energy

program.

Naturally, the previous theme of selling ghost money to promote feudal superstition can no longer be used.

In the near future, he plans to take the water friends in the live broadcast room to visit nearby museums and some cemeteries every day, and take everyone to relive the red years.

For this reason, the live broadcast platform gave Lao Dao several pushes.

…………

until eight o'clock in the evening,

Fang Fang from the pharmacy next door came over,

Pushing open the door of the bookstore,

Shouted to the little boy sitting behind the bar:

"Hey, I have a courier here. I don't know who it is, but the address is our pharmacy. I wonder if the courier delivered it wrong."

The little boy raised his head and looked at Fangfang with some doubts. He was not familiar with the people in the pharmacy, and he didn't usually deal with them. At most, he knew each other. After all, he would not get sick.

"Lu Fangweng, is there anyone in our bookstore called Lu Fangweng?" Fangfang asked.

"It's an old way."

"Tsk, this name is so domineering, just like Lu You.

His parents gave him such a name, so they are not afraid of being too big. "

"Um."

"Okay, is he at home?"

"Not here."

"Okay, tell him to go to the pharmacy next door to pick up the courier after he comes back, and I won't move here;

Two big boxes for express delivery, a bit heavy. "

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