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The 200th chapter fire undead (12)

Yan Ruyu was stunned immediately.

"What did you say?……"

From childhood to adulthood, Wu Cuo only knew how to take care of him and took him as his younger brother. He had a hundred yuan, but Wu Cuo only spent 20 yuan, and the rest was given to Yan Ruyu.

It is precisely because of this that the cowardly and weak Yan Ruyu was not afraid of Wu Chou, and even regarded the smuggling and squeezing him as a kind of fun.

He has never been angry with him like this.

Yan Ruyu couldn't figure it out.

Or, at that moment, anger caused the thinking to be completely stagnant.

"You are sick?! I'm worried that you were killed in the middle of the night, and I thought you were killed! Damn it turned out that the donkey was kicked in the head!"

After yelling, Yan Ruyu wanted to slam the door and leave.

After walking a few steps, I still came back.

He was afraid that Wu Cuo would do something extraordinary, so he was worried, so he still had to stare at it.

Wu also felt that it was inappropriate when he said the wrong words, but he no longer wanted to worry about a swear word. After all, in order to save Yan Ruyu today, he had lost a precious opportunity, and this heavy gains and losses may be something that Yan Ruyu would never be able to understand.

He turned to the person who fell to the ground again, and this time he calmed down a little, and began to adjust his questions. He seemed to have become Wu Cuo, who interrogated the prisoner in the interrogation room of the city hall.

"What do you know?"

The man gasped as if he had saved his life, "That day, I was waiting for work in the labor market. I personally told me that he had a job that could make tens of thousands of dollars. I asked me if I would do it or not. Of course I wanted to do it. I asked him what work he was doing. He just said that he was helping with a fight and said that his brother was taken away. As long as he rescued his brother with him, he would be given tens of thousands of dollars."

"You came with me?"

"I didn't come directly. He first bought ladders, ropes, etc., and let us practice in a yard in the suburbs."

"practise?"

"It's just practice how to tie people up, how to send people out, and... how to hold you back.

I practiced for about half a month, and he asked us to come after we could rescue the person within 20 seconds.

However, he told us that there were only one person looking at his brother, and he didn't say there were three, let alone one who was so capable of fighting."

Those who can fight naturally refer to Wu Cuo.

This person already has the intention of flattering Wu Cuo in his words, and he wants to let Wu Cuo let him go.

Wu Cuo glared at him.

Obviously, this flattery hit the horse's hooves.

The man quickly continued, "We just took the money to do business. The person who hired me didn't tell me anything. I really only know how to tie up an old ghost who was burned..."

puff--

Wu Cuo suddenly kicked the man in the stomach, "Let me hear you call him that again..."

"Old man! Come and tie the burned old man!" The guy changed his words quickly. He continued, "I really don't know anything. Brother, you can't count as a grudge against me!"

"What does the person who hired you look like?"

"I'm pretty thin... Well, I'm pretty good at it. Sometimes he's used as a sparring player for us, pretending to be the one we want to hold on... By the way, he has a very obvious characteristic - lame!"

"What?"

"What?"

Wu Cuo and Yan Ruyu both tense up.

They are thin, good at being skilled, and lame, and they happen to know someone who meets these characteristics at the same time.

Yan Ruyu immediately took out her cell phone and took out a photo.

"Do you see, this person?"

The photos were taken secretly, and when taking pictures, your hands trembled, which was between blur and clear.

However, the man said with confidence: "It's this person! It's absolutely right! He comes to check our practice every day and has seen it many times."

Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo looked at each other, and the two were both grateful and worried.

Fortunately, judging from Wei Shao's current behavioral logic, he seemed to be standing aside with the two of them. What was worried about Wei Shao's behavior was eccentric. It was really hard to say why he kidnapped Uncle Zhuo and whether he would hurt him.

Yan Ruyu pulled Wu Cuo out of the house and discussed: "Why don't you let that kid go? He doesn't know anything. We shouldn't be here. It's almost dawn. We have to leave quickly and drag it until someone discovers it, and there will be future troubles."

Wu Cuo knew that this would not be a solution, so he nodded and agreed.

When he went back to the house, he pinched it again, and the man's dislocated shoulders would be fine.

"Brother, it's so amazing." He still flattered with his thumb.

"roll!"

"Hey! Hey! I'll get out!"

The courtyard wall was more than one person tall, and there was no ladder. He tried it a few times, but couldn't climb up, so he moved a few brick mats from the corner of the courtyard before he could barely climb over the wall and escape.

"You go first, I will do the aftermath." The waiter urged.

"You?..." Yan Ruyu didn't say all the questions.

"I am also professional, don't worry, but you, the surveillance in the nursing home will definitely have captured you two. If the people above check the surveillance, you will be exposed."

"I have already modified the surveillance screen. All surveillance screens about both of us will be deleted tonight..."

Yan Ruyu originally wanted to ask about the identity of the waiter and about Uncle Zhuo, but was interrupted by Wu Cuo and said, "It's time to leave."

He had to leave.

When he returned to the room and closed the door, Yan Ruyu's anger that had just been suppressed was already thrilling.

"My surname is Wu, why are you getting evil fire? Are you crazy?!"

"Can you find that young master? I remember you two seem to have contact with each other, so hurry up and find him out and ask."

Yan Ruyu was frozen in place.

Wu Cuo said again: "Take a look at doing things. Is it time for us to argue for right or wrong? I'm both wrong, just you, what can you do?"

If it is reversed, it is going to be against the sky.

Yan Ruyu laughed instead of anger, "Haha, yes, I'm cold-blooded. Uncle Zhuo has someone to rob him. You are worried, I'm not in a hurry at all.

How mysterious is Wei Shao? You don’t know why I can find him? I can’t find him. If you have the ability, you can go and find him.

I'm sleepy, and I'm just worried about eating salty radish! "

Speaking of this, Yan Ruyu leaned on his bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and looked like a dead pig was erected.

You can do whatever you want, the uncle will not play with you anymore.

Wu Cuo was also angry. How could this bastard lose his links at critical moments?!

He was so angry that he used his fist to smash it hard on his bed.

"Do you need to shout for help?" Wu Cuo under the quilt had already raised his poisonous tongue skill to the full point, and his words made Wu Cuo so angry that he smoked his seven orifices.

He wanted to smash the bed again and raised his hand, but he didn't want to be hit harder, so he had to put his hand down in frustration.

"Come on, my friend in front, let me see your hands, don't be embarrassed!"

I haven't seen Yan Ruyu pay attention to any star, and this one at the concert is quite skilled.

"Old Yan, you fucking intentional!"

"You still need to say it?! Stupid!"

"Master! I'll beat you to death!"

"You're exposed your mental retardation so quickly? Don't do it if you have a good time!

Your uncle! Let it go! Let it go! Let it go! Little gold see it! Your team leader beats people!"

Wu Cuo followed Yan Ruyu's gaze and looked over.

The phone shows that it is talking to Jinziduo video.

Jin Ziduo was obviously pulled by Yan Ruyu, with a look of helplessness and embarrassment.

"Hello, team leader...that...I won't disturb your housework."

"Little Jinzi, don't leave! Let's talk, how...happy." Yan Ruyu tried to keep the observers in vain. At this moment, only the observers could dispel Wu Cuo's determination to beat someone.

Wu Cuo rubbed his forehead with his hands, feeling the buzzing sound in his temples. Why did he know such a person who is not at all at all?

He sighed and finally defeated, "I was wrong, okay? I promise not to take action and let Xiao Jinzi rest, okay? It's late."
Chapter completed!
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