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Cheng Che took out a roll of sports bandage and slowly wrapped it around his palm twice.
After doing all this, Cheng Che took out his cell phone and found Kafka's name in the list.
[Cheng Che: Summon a Star Core Hunter. ]
[Kafka: Is there anything I can help you with? A Ren and I were just about to leave Yalilo 6.]
Cheng Che looked at the message on his phone and tapped the screen lightly with his fingertips.
A phone with an anti-peep film will not allow any information to be viewed by passers-by, but...
Cheng Che glanced at Sang Bo who was walking towards him with a smile on his face, and sent the last message.
[Cheng Che: I just gave myself a cheat, and wanted to see if I can travel freely in the universe.]
After sending this message, Cheng Che looked up at Sang Bo who was walking over and said, "Are you having fun?"
"Of course!" Sambo stretched, and two thin pieces of cloth were moved by his arms, revealing a large area of white and delicate skin around his waist.
Cheng Che glanced at him and said, "Have some male ethics."
Sambo:? ? ?
Sambo kept stretching and lowered his head to look at his waist.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but speak, "Honestly, when you get to know me better you will know that what I wear is already very conservative."
Cheng Che: ...
It makes sense.
How can a person with the surname Mi not be bitter? !
Cheng Che nodded, leaning on the sofa and looking at Sang Bo, "Under what circumstances would you choose to reveal your true strength?"
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Sangbo's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Isn't this my true strength?"
The people who like fun are all very strong.
People who are not strong in fun will be disappointed if they can't see the fun.
Hearing this, Cheng Che nodded, "If you say so, then so be it."
Cheng Che lowered his eyes, pulled open the back of the little crow's head, and stuffed a chip inside.
"what are you doing?"
Sang Bo seemed very interested and came over to watch Cheng Che's movements. "You seem to be particularly good at mechanics?"
"I've learned a little bit." Cheng Che twisted the screws on the back of his head and said softly, "I plan to add a small recording function."
Sambo blinked and said hesitantly, "This little crow can take pictures, fill in the light by itself, and count down your crow's mouth. Now it wants to record it?"
Have you learned a little bit of this?
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded, hung the little crow pendant back on, and stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom."
Cheng Che threw his backpack casually on the sofa and walked towards the bathroom with his hands in his pockets.
Sang Bo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Cheng Che's back.
Someone with a secret, but...
Why does Cheng Che always like to go to the bathroom? !
Is your health really not good?!
Sang Bo pursed his lips and glanced at Cheng Che's wine glass.
There are two red dried fruits floating in the wine glass, and the color looks particularly tempting.
Sang Bo thought for a moment and reached out to fill Cheng Che's glass.
Okay, he's just weak, Sambo can understand.
……
The conditions in the lower area were poor. Even though the fight club had a VIP lounge, it was also very simple, just a small, simple room.
There are two single sofas, a table, and a separate bathroom behind a small door next to it.
Cheng Che pushed the door open and locked it behind him.
With a click, the window, which was slightly dusty, opened from the outside.
The adult man jumped in through the window with a cold look on his face.
He glanced at Cheng Che, turned around and stretched out his hand.
Kafka jumped in from the window with a confused look on her face. "Traveling freely in the universe? Did you build a spaceship yourself? Or a train?"
"No." Cheng Che glanced at Kafka, took out a sticky note from his pocket and handed it to her, "Stick this somewhere safe that you can control."
Kafka was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes to look at the note in her palm.
A simple palm-sized square piece of paper with a slightly curled corner.
Kafka looked at the glowing pattern and said hesitantly, "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
Want to travel through the universe relying on a piece of paper?
"It's worth a try." Cheng Che tapped Kafka's palm with his fingertips and said softly, "Remember to wait for me tonight."
Kafka:?
Kafka's eyes flashed with interest, and she looked up at Cheng Che with a smile, "Want to spend some wonderful time together?"
Hearing this, Cheng Che lowered his eyes and looked into Kafka's eyes, "I don't want to."
After saying that, Cheng Che glanced at the man leaning against the window, turned around and walked into the bathroom, "You can leave now."
Outside the door, Kafka chuckled, "I'm rarely rejected."
"I don't think this is an invitation." Cheng Che washed his hands, wrapped the bandage back on, and whispered through the door.
The sound of the faucet stopped abruptly. Cheng Che opened the door, leaned against the door frame, looked at the woman standing on the windowsill, and said expressionlessly, "Goodbye."
Kafka chuckled, "Aren't you afraid that I'll stick your sticky note somewhere dangerous?"
As she spoke, Kafka raised the note in her hand.
A corner of the beige sticky note was rolled up and held to the lips of the woman with a gentle smile, kissing it.
The lipstick might be a bean paste color, and the lip print fell squarely on the blank space.
Cheng Che raised his head slightly, "If I can go, I can also come back."
Kafka raised her eyebrows, waved slightly, turned around and jumped out of the window.
Cheng Che watched Kafka's figure disappear and his eyes fell on the man named Blade.
The man had bandages all over his body and he looked at this side with a cold face, making people feel that he would bleed if touched.
Ren's face and eyes were full of indifference as he looked Cheng Che up and down.
After a while, he asked in a calm voice: "I have no grudge against you, why do you..."
Curse my crotch!
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che reached out and pushed up his glasses, revealing the innocence in his eyes. "Do you believe me if I say I was careless?"
blade:……
The man looked at Cheng Che deeply, then jumped out of the window with his hands on his shoulders.
Who believes it? !
The room fell silent again. Cheng Che stared at the wide-open window for a moment, then finally walked over and used a small brush to sweep away the handprints and footprints on the dust on the windowsill.
The bristles were a familiar bluish-white color, clearly from Sambo, who had been cursed many times.
Cheng Che closed the window, packed up his things, and walked out of the lounge.
So why didn’t Ren get stuck when he jumped out of the window today?
Is it because the purpose of going out today is not to chase someone?
Chapter 90 Are you finally put in a sack?
At night, Cheng Che stood in the bathroom of the hotel room, placed the little crow on the sink, and turned on the switch behind the little crow.
A red light flashed in the little crow's eyes, and its head clicked and turned towards the door.
Cheng Che pressed his fingers on the screen of his mobile phone and only breathed a sigh of relief after calling up the surveillance footage.
Water suddenly splashed out from the shower head, and the sound of the water was so loud that it was impossible to hear the voices of the people chatting outside.
He glanced in the mirror and stuck a sticky note on it.
The small icon of the transmission anchor point flickered. Cheng Che thought for a moment and put the notepad into his pocket.
The next moment, the man's figure completely disappeared in the bathroom, leaving only an egg-sized black crow doll staring at the bathroom door with sharp eyes.
"Bang bang—"
There was a gentle knock on the bathroom door, and Dan Heng's deep voice came from outside, "I've saved some midnight snack for you."
The little crow's eyes flashed red, and its sharp beak opened and closed slightly, and a familiar voice came out, "Got it."
Dan Heng said nothing more, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Yalilo No. 6, above the ground, outside the snow curtain.
Cheng Che looked at the suddenly changed environment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
The wind and snow were howling outside the window, and there was not even a lit brazier inside the window. Only a man and a woman were sitting on simple chairs, wiping their weapons with their eyes downcast.
When they saw Cheng Che appear, the vigilance in Kafka and Ren's eyes instantly turned into confusion.
Kafka glanced at the wall beside Cheng Che and frowned slightly, "Traveling through space?"
There was thick dust on the wall, and a sticky note with lip prints on it was sticking on it, precariously.
Cheng Che turned around and took a look, then nodded, "I don't know, but it should be."