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"It's just killing a thief. Do you need to die to keep a secret?"

He always felt that something important had slipped away before his eyes, but now that there was no proof, in his own capacity, it was even more impossible to investigate.

"It's noon, let's buy a meal and take it home to eat."

The wishes of the infected body have been fully satisfied, and it is impossible for the escaped suspect to get up again. Except for Zhu Youqian, everything is great.

"There is nothing important at the moment. Next, I will try to spread the events I have sealed up. I should be able to get a lot of achievement points."

He was only 150 achievement points away from being able to exchange for artifacts. Imagining how he would kill all directions with a crowbar, without having to deal with infected bodies anymore, it was really exciting.

On the other side, Zhu Youqian sat in the car and took out his cell phone.

"No wonder he reacted so strongly and dared to tell me directly that he couldn't do it."

On the screen is the photo he took casually when he first saw Xia Ren. On the screen, Xia Ren's body was blurred like a cloud of fog. Let alone seeing his appearance clearly, if you dare to say in public that this cloud of fog is a person, you will probably be ashamed. Can be regarded as neuropathy.

"It's really impossible to find any information based on photos like this."

Is there any special identity...

interesting!

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No one can have a deeper understanding than the current Xia Ren.

He was eating the donburi that he had packed and scrolling through the chat messages.

I haven't joined my book friend group for a long time. Those readers have already occupied the magpie's nest and dare to drive openly. The dog managers don't care about it. Do you want me to go to jail?

But let's not say, this speed is very fast.

Xia Ren watched with relish.

Of course, it would be even better if there were no girls chirping in my ears.

"Uncle, how did you do it? I just saw a sister's biu disappear immediately, and then you woke up."

"Uncle, is your rice bowl delicious? The fried dough sticks I ate in the morning. What did you eat?"

"Uncle, why are these two fighting naked?"

"Uncle..."

"Don't call me uncle!"

Xia Ren finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He can accept everything else, but look at this face, how handsome it is!Is it uncle?

"Wow, uncle, you can really see me, can you explain the principle to me, I don't think anyone passing by can see me."

"you are dead."

Xia Ren stuffed a spoonful of rice into his mouth, and after reading it, he raised his hand and silenced the group members who were driving just now for an hour, and then put away the phone.

In front of minors, you still have to restrain yourself a little.

"I know I'm dead, but how did I die?"

The person who spoke, or a type of infected body, looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with ponytails and round eyes, kneeling on the sofa, with a posture of breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line.

Xia Ren felt that his headache was about to strike again.

He stood up, went to the kitchen to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, put half of his untouched rice bowl into the bowl, and pushed it in front of her: "Eat or not."

The girl's eyes lit up, and she said gratefully, "Uncle, you are so kind."

"I told you not to call me uncle!"

As if she didn't hear, the girl picked up the chopsticks and began to put the rice into her mouth.

"I don't know where the food eaten by the infected body went."

Xia Ren heaved a sigh of relief and leaned on the sofa, finally able to rest for a while.

"Uncle!"

The girl's mouth was full of rice, and she looked at him with puffy cheeks.

"You..." Xia Ren gave up thinking.

He wanted to snatch the bowl from the other party's hand, but the rice couldn't stop her mouth.

"what's up?"

Finally, he held back his anger and asked.

"The rice is a bit salty," the girl said.

"Of course I know it's salty, otherwise I'd eat it up myself, why would I share half with you?"

I will never go to that store next time.

Headache, what a headache!

Xia Ren was very upset.

Just because I took one more look at her in the crowd, I was entangled, unlucky, really unlucky, to get into this kind of trouble!

"Uncle."

"What's wrong?" Xia Ren was powerless to resist this title.

"You are too much, give me bad food."

"..." Xia Ren.

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Half an hour ago, eleven o'clock in the morning.

Not too far from the community, Xia Ren had just packed his meal and walked home.