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"They still have some things to deal with." Cheng Che nodded and put the photo frame in his hand on the counter. "I came here to give Miss Xiluwa a gift."
Quality?
I have lost my quality long ago.
Xiluwa's eyelids twitched, and she fell into deep thought as she looked at the photo of Cheng Che lying upside down on the table.
These days, she always recalled the stunning glimpse she got when she printed the photo. In addition, the story of the photo seemed to be circulating among the Silver Mane Guards.
Since it concerned her own brother, she tried to inquire many times but in the end she could not find out anything.
I heard that it was Bronya who ordered the news to be blocked, and the only ones who really knew what the photo was were Bronya and Cocolia.
So now she knows nothing!
"Really?" There seemed to be a strange light in Xiluwa's eyes. She reached out and pressed the photo frames. "Are you really giving them to me? But can you first give me a spoiler about the photos..."
Cheng Che blinked, tapped his fingertips on the table, and lowered his voice, "I don't think Miss Xiluwa is the kind of person who would turn a blind eye to the dark history of a certain garrison officer, right?"
Shiluwa: !!!
of course not!
More please!!!
Shiluwa flipped through the photos, and for a moment her eyes seemed to glow, like searchlights when mining in the lower area.
Cheng Che's eyes flickered and he sighed slightly.
Ding Dong, the favor has arrived.
"Hey who is this!"
“Looks so familiar hahahaha!”
"Xiao Jiejie...hehe...your photo..."
Xiluwa held the photo frame and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. After a while, she touched the corners of her eyes and calmed down to look at Cheng Che, but the corners of her mouth were still smiling, "So it's these photos, no wonder..."
No wonder Bronya ordered the incident to be sealed. If this photo gets out, it won't just be Jeppard's face that will be embarrassed.
"But how did you take these photos?" Xiluwa looked at Cheng Che with confusion in her eyes and a little expectation.
Cheng Che thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because I'm fast...ah no...fast."
Shiluwa: ...
At times like this, her thinking process could slow down a little bit.
Xiluwa's eyes suddenly became complicated, and she looked at Cheng Che with hesitation.
This……
abnormal!
Xiluwa looked at the various photos in her hand with a strange look. After thinking for a while, she raised her eyes and looked at Cheng Che, "Are you... interested in taking pictures of others?"
She always felt that Cheng Che was good at filming social deaths.
Even some people seem to be able to take a pat on the back.
"For example?" Cheng Che bent down slightly and lowered his voice. "I'm interested, but I have to create an opportunity."
Super interested.
But not at night, because he wanted to sneak out tonight to visit the man who was about to be taken to police station.
Xiluwa looked around furtively and lowered her voice, "I want to see... the Great Guardian."
Chapter 117: Take it easy.
"come back next time!"
“I’ll give you a discount!”
"From now on you will be the VIP guest of the Machinery House!!!"
Cheng Che was sent out the door by Xiluwa, who was smiling, and there was a hint of tacit understanding between the two as they spoke.
Cheng Che had earphones in his ears and his cell phone in his pocket when he answered the call from Kafka.
He looked around and sat down on a bench not far from the machinery house, with two pots of tenacious-looking flowers beside him.
Cheng Che made a small frame and listened to Kafka's smiling voice.
"Little Crow wants to come and play, right?" Kafka's voice was full of laughter, with a hint of teasing, "Then I'll wait for you in Luofu?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che responded, looking at the symbol in the small frame made by his index finger and thumb, "But is the blade still stuck in the crotch?"
"..." Kafka seemed to pause, then sighed softly, "If it weren't for the fact that the script couldn't go wrong, Blade would be on his way to kill you right now."
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, took out a bottle of water from his pocket and poured it into the flowerpot, and said calmly, "Then you should persuade him, it's easy to get stuck."
A bottle of water watered the flower thoroughly from top to bottom, and the water droplets formed a line along the leaves and petals, dripping to the ground.
Cheng Che thought about it and took out a piece of battery.
When I have nothing to do, I try to see if the electricity in the battery can act as a lightning element.
"Once the Crow's Mouth is sold, there is no way to return it?" Kafka's voice was very helpless. The voices of passers-by could be vaguely heard from the other end of the phone. "We still have to save Ah Ren after we send him to the police station. Don't..."
Cheng Che looked at the green seeds that fell beside the flowerpot and said softly, "I have already provided a perfect after-sales service. If he doesn't choose it, what can I do?"
Cheng Che stuffed the batteries into a small box and pushed it forward.
"boom--"
With a slight sound, the small green bomb exploded on the flowerpot.
Cheng Che's eyes flickered, and he took out another bottle of water and looked at the flowerpot next to him.
"If wearing a skirt is the option..." Kafka seemed to be unable to hold back her laughter, and the sound of her laughter coming through the receiver almost made her body numb. "If Ren wore a skirt, maybe the first person he would kill would be you..."
Cheng Che pursed his lips and began to water the second pot of flowers. He placed the small discharge device next to the pot, "Yeah, so did I do something wrong in my previous life?"
"Maybe..." Kafka smiled, "Does your bad words have no time limit?"
Cheng Che gestured with a square and said softly, "I don't know. I don't know the pattern yet—"
Before he finished speaking, another marker appeared between his fingers.
"His-"
"Click——"
"Bang -"
Several voices were heard one after another, and a familiar head entered the small square between the fingers.
As Cheng Che stared in confusion, drops of water dripping from the flowerpot fell on the head.
The man's face became blank in an instant. He looked at the green thing in front of him and fell into deep thought. He didn't even care about his stuck crotch and torn pants.
The small mechanism shook at this moment, and two green oil balls exploded on the flowerpot and the man's head.
The flowers shook and grew vigorously.
The man shuddered, and a little bit of fragile green appeared among his hair.
Cheng Che: ...
"What's wrong?" Kafka's voice came into her ears through the earphones, with a hint of uncertainty, "Did you curse something again?"
"Click——"
The little crow shook himself and captured the unforgettable scene.
Cheng Che came back to his senses and said softly, "No...it's just...I...proved a very true saying."
"What?" Kafka demanded.
Cheng Che sighed softly, put his hands in his pockets and looked at the man in front of him, "People always think that the last time was the most embarrassing, but the next time is often more embarrassing."
After saying this, Cheng Che hung up the call in his pocket.
He took two steps forward and squatted beside the man, his eyes full of distress. "Do you want me to help you up, Jeppard? Or do you want a sheet to cover your body more now?"
Jeppard:…
Jeppard looked desolate as he lay motionless on the ground. The look in his eyes as he looked at Cheng Che seemed to be filled with the words "life is hopeless".
At this moment, his fragile heart was vulnerable, and his emotions were mixed like a palette.
Four points of desolation, three points of sadness, two points of embarrassment, and one point...
He wanted to kill Cheng Che with a knife.
Cheng Che sighed softly, took out a brand new bed sheet from his bag, shook it, and covered Jeppard with it. "Don't worry about it. There may be a next time."
Jeppard:…
Is there really no undo button on this bastard's mouth?!
"Jeppad?!!!"
A female voice sounded not far away, full of disbelief, "What's wrong with you?! Why are you lying in front of my store? Are you trying to scam me?!"
Jeppard:…
The world isolates me...
Jeppard took a deep breath and sat up wrapped in the sheets, not wanting to leave the grounds of Beloberg at all.
After Cheng Che left, he suddenly came to his senses and vowed to stop Cheng Che from entering his sister's mechanical house.
But unfortunately, when he caught up with him, Cheng Che was sitting next to the machinery room. In his excitement, Jeppard ran a little faster, got stuck in the crotch and fell down one after another, and stumbled into Cheng Che's attack range...
"Why are you growing grass?" Shiluwa bent down slightly, and his puzzled eyes fell on Jeppard, "And why don't you get up?"
"Sister..." Jeppard opened his mouth, raised his head and there was a hint of grievance in his eyes.
I want to sue, but...
After saying this, my sister might laugh so hard that she rolls on the ground.
"Oh..." Shiluwa sighed and rubbed Jeppard's head, "I hope the flowers won't die this time, right?"