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Could it be that Xia Xin is really a live corpse?

Eating, she agreed. She did not oppose coming here. Why did he suddenly stop eating after ordering a table full of dishes? Could it be that it's really like what the Mr. Zhao told me, living corpses don't eat meat, they eat cold or hot?

I was racking my brains for a way to trick her into taking a bite, and even if she didn't eat it, she'd have to tell me one, two, three, four, five.

I immediately felt so disgusted that I couldn't eat it anymore.

Xia Xin took the phone and quickly left the restaurant, as if she was worried that she would get a contagious disease if she was a bit slower. Mr. Zhao and I looked at each other in dismay. We could only stand up and walk outside.

A waiter stopped me and said, "Brother, you haven't paid yet."

I pointed to the table of dishes and said, "You eat. As long as you can eat it, I'll give you money. "

The waiter stopped talking. It seemed like he was aware of the kitchen's hygiene situation.

Mr. Zhao and I swaggered away, but no one stopped us. I thought: So it's not that difficult to eat an overlord's meal.

When we went out, we saw Xia Xin already waiting outside. She was carrying a supermarket shopping bag filled with bread and water.

"Eat this." Xia Xin handed me the bag. "I've looked at all the restaurants nearby. They're not clean."

I nodded. This time, bread is vegetarian, pure water is not hot. Xia Xin doesn't eat meat, she doesn't eat cold food, and she doesn't eat hot food. The key is that I can't say anything yet.

We sat by the side of the road and ate our lunch. Suddenly, Mr. Zhao poked my arm: "Eldest Nephew, is that the restaurant's waiter?"

I looked in the direction he was pointing and saw that the boy was walking toward us with several large men, pointing at us as he walked.

I thought to myself, This is bad, the meal of the overlord is really not so easy to eat. These small restaurants beside the station are all under the protection of my eldest brother.

I pulled Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin along and said, "Let's go, let's go quickly."

Who knew that when I turned my head, I saw that there were three or four hooligans in the other direction.

These people surrounded us as if they were trying to stretch out their muscles.

I took out my wallet and said to the young man, "How much money did I eat from you? Can't I just give it to you?"

The punk knocked my money down, slanted his eyes and said, "Now it's not about the money. If you see my big brother, just give me money. If you can't meet my big brother, then eat an overbearing meal. My big brother has to stay in the shop, right? "

I whispered to Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao, "How many of you can you fight? I'll play with this guy, and the one behind him, I should be able to. Fighting three is a bit of a struggle, but of course, if you don't want to die, you can still do it. "

The Mr. Zhao said, "I'll also only have two or three."

Xia Xin replied, "I also have two or three."

I thought for a moment. According to our calculations, we should be able to beat them up and escape. Of course we would have to pay a price.

The little guy sneered, "Stop talking, do you guys still want to fight? Let me tell you, what does my brother do? A professional fight. In this place, if they were to fight a group battle, they would definitely enter the police station. We have people in the Bureau, too. Let's go in and drink a cup of tea and come out. What about you guys, close the door for three or five days and don't think about coming out without a fight. "

I frowned, knowing that what the boy said was probably true.

I asked him, "Then what do you want?"

The waiter said, "Man, follow me to the restaurant to wash the dishes and sweep the floor. When do I feel that I can leave, then I'll let you go. Female … It's fine if you accompany my big brother for a meal and a drink. We don't make things difficult for women. "

Mr. Zhao and I can just wash the dishes, but I know that if Xia Xin went with them, it wouldn't just be a matter of drinking a cup of wine. So I was ready to fight.

However, at this time, a yellow-haired man squeezed out from the crowd. He picked up the money from the ground and stuffed it into the hand of one of the leaders. With an obsequious smile on his face, he kept saying, "Brother Long, forget it, forget it. This is my relative. Take care of me, don't make things difficult for them. "

Brother Long's eyes darted around Xia Xin's body as if he was unwilling to part with her. However, he still patted the back of yellow-hair's neck. "Sure, then I'll give you some face today." When he took the shot, his hand was very heavy. I heard a crackling sound, but I didn't know if it was a sign of intimacy or punishment.

Brother Long took his people and left, leaving the yellow-hair on the spot. It was only then that I recognized him as the student we had met on the bus.

The blonde smiled at Xia Xin, "Beauty, did you follow me?"

Xia Xin ignored him.

Mr. Zhao walked over and said, "Little brother, you saved us today. What's your name, please? "

I thanked Ma Ke and was about to leave with Xia Xin. Who knew that Ma Ke would always follow us, or should we say, follow Xia Xin. He asked Xia Xin if she was here for a trip or to visit her family and friends.

What is there to swim in such a small city? I looked at Mr. Zhao and told Ma Ke that we were here to visit their family.

The Mr. Zhao picked up his phone and started to call my so-called cousin. After calling for a good five minutes, he put the phone down and said to me, "Eldest Nephew, your cousin is busy with business. I don't know why, but I always call on the phone. "

Ma Ke chuckled: "Uncle, you couldn't have been tricked, right?"

Mr. Zhao's face was completely red as he said embarrassedly: "Who is your grandpa?"

I asked the Mr. Zhao: "Where is cousin's home? Take us to see it. "

When I say this, it's not because I want to get closer to Mr. Zhao, but because I don't want to follow Xia Xin anymore. What if she took me to some mountain and let those evil people torture me to death?

Xia Xin coldly glanced at the side, but didn't say anything.

Mr. Zhao scratched his head and sighed: "I only know that he lives in the south side of the city, but I have never come here before."

Xia Xin took out her phone and handed it over to Mr. Zhao, "Use my phone to call."

Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, then dialed a number. This time, he quickly dialed the number. Of course, only he himself knew whether or not he really dialed the number.

I heard the Mr. Zhao shouting on the phone, "Ah? You're on a business trip? Where's my daughter-in-law? He went back to his parents' home? Ah? You'll be back in three days? Then how am I supposed to enter? Ah? Which hotel did you say? There's a hotel nearby? "

Ma Ke was overjoyed, "This unfilial son, your father came to visit you, but he let you stay in the hotel, hahaha …"

My heart said: You give the class teacher leave to say their mother is sick, also did not seem to go to filial piety.

Ma Ke patted Mr. Zhao on the shoulder: "Alright, stop calling. I'll find an inn for you.

I found it nice to have a guide in a strange city. Although the guide was a bad boy, the more of him, the more proficient in the corners of the city.

Mr. Zhao said: "Eldest Nephew, you go with me." He then looked at Xia Xin and asked, "What about you?"

Xia Xin crossed her arms and said, "We're not leaving until tomorrow. We were supposed to be here for a day."

Thus, this matter was decided. Ma Ke brought us here and there in the alley. I found myself surrounded by small hotels, such as short-rent hotels. Most of the people entering and exiting the classroom were students.

In the end, Ma Ke led us to a courtyard in the depths of the alley. The courtyard was a little run-down, but it was quiet because no one rented such a place.

The boss was in a fluster, but when he saw that a tenant had arrived, his eyes immediately lit up. We asked for two rooms, paid for them, and went to inspect our own. As for Ma Ke and the boss, they walked into the store with their arms around each other's shoulders, they had no idea what kind of relationship the two of them had.

The courtyard was a small farmhouse, and there was a row of single rooms built around the walls. It was a bit like a meditation room in a temple.

After we entered the house, Mr. Zhao started complaining that I was stingy and that I had to squeeze into this crappy yard with him.

I said forget it, it's not your money anyway, you don't have to worry about it. Besides, didn't I come in to discuss things with you?

All along the way, Xia Xin had been staring at me, staring at me so hard that it would be hard for me to talk to the Mr. Zhao. Tonight, he finally had the chance to study it properly.

Mr. Zhao laughed and asked me, "You are unwilling to give up, do you still want to find out her identity?"

I nodded.

My heart thumped. "Do you really want to touch her heart?"

Mr. Zhao said, "What are you thinking? You actually did such a vulgar thing? "

I glared. "Then what do you mean?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "You can sneak into her bed tonight. When she's asleep, I'll find a way to get her to tell me who he is. "

I curiously asked, "Then what should I do?"

Mr. Zhao took a cup, took out a knife, and handed it to me. "Squeeze some blood inside."

"What do you want my blood for?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Of course it's to help you figure out Xia Xin's identity. What else could they do? Is it a blood test? "

Then he reached out and drew a line on my finger. Blood dripped into the cup.