life copy game.

Chapter 74 The Mayor's Lost Property
"Mayor Venter?"

Ho asked softly.

"Yes, it's Mayor Wendt." After opening his mouth, the young man didn't have any scruples, and said everything in one go.
"The mayor seems to have lost something important, and it was taken away by the lawyer named Yijiali, but we couldn't find anything, so we could only look for people related to her. We found that she often came to the library, and You have a better relationship, so I thought she might have given you something."

If you really want to lose valuables, the mayor can report it directly to the police or the FBI.

Only the kind of shady things that cannot be reported, need to find gang members.

He Ao realized that things were getting more and more complicated. He looked at the young man and asked another question, "The machine apprentice who chased and killed me a few days ago is also one of yours?"

"I don't know," the young man shook his head hastily, and then under He Ao's icy gaze, he added, "I really don't know, but the news from the boss is that you are dead, so I can rest assured to look for you, but he tell me,

The young man hesitated for a moment, and continued, "Tell me, if I see you, I can kill you directly, old man, let me go, I will wash my hands in the gold basin when I go back, and be a good person."

"Give me Naja's phone number."

He Ao glanced at him, and casually threw the gun at his feet.

The young man looked down at the gun and moved his fingers a bit, but he still didn't dare to pick up the gun. Instead, he picked up the bracelet and reported Naja's phone number to He Ao.

He Ao glanced at him and recorded the call.

This young man is very typical of being fierce and soft-hearted, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

"Master, can I go?"

Enduring the pain in his feet, the young man asked cautiously.

"Don't you want the gun?"

He Ao asked casually.

The young man looked down at the gun under his feet, and shook his head quickly, "No, no, I'm here to visit the old man, how can I not bring some gifts?"

"Gift?"

He Ao glanced at the young man, and the young man trembled, thinking that He Ao was going to do something to him.

"Come on," He Ao clicked on the camera on the wristband, "Come and record a video. The gift must clearly express the willingness to donate, and you must leave a video file. Be happy and smile from the heart. Don't make me seem to rob you Same."

After dozens of attempts, the young man finally showed a 'smile from the heart', He Ao signaled him to leave.

He pulled the door, but didn't pull it. He glanced at He Ao and found that He Ao didn't just look at him, so he could only limp towards the window.

"You killed a lot of people, right?"

Just when he was about to turn out the window, He Ao asked suddenly.

Judging from the way this young man used a gun to attack people, as well as his demeanor, there were not many murders.

The young man trembled, neither denied nor dared to admit it.

He waited for a while, and found that He Ao didn't make any next move, then he crawled out of the window and unfolded the hang glider.

After regaining his freedom, he turned his head and looked at He Ao, with a flash of resentment in his eyes, and drove the hang glider away.

He Ao watched his back disappear, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took out his bracelet, and made a video call to the phone number he just wrote down.

The call was connected, and an old man in a neat suit with a dignified face appeared in the video.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

With a smile, He Ao gave a hoarse and old greeting, and then cut off the communication.

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Snapped--

Naja, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, crushed the bracelet in his hand, and the metal fragments shining with tiny electric lights slipped down his fingertips.

"Boss?"

The driver in front cast a puzzled glance at Naja in the rearview mirror.

"Where's Mal?"

Naja put his hands on his knees and asked calmly.

"He was guarding the old administrator in the library. When he went to the old administrator's house to look for that thing, he seemed to be bumped into by the old administrator who came back. He said yesterday that he found new clues, and today go there."

The driver casually explained Mal's recent developments.

"He betrayed the gang," Naja half-closed his eyes, as if he was about to take a nap on the seat, "you should work hard at night."

"it is good."

The driver nodded.

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With a cigarette in his mouth, He Ao wiped away the blood on the ground.

Because of the violent action just now, the wound on his body that was originally bandaged opened again, and some blood seeped out of the bandage.

After packing everything up, he put the gun in his arms, carried the bag containing the "Fearless Dawn", and walked out of the house with a cigarette in his mouth.

The young man probably won't survive tonight.

From Rijit's memory, He Ao probably distinguished the character of that 'old classmate'. Naja had a strong desire to control and would not tolerate any betrayal.

When the other party realizes that their phone number has been betrayed, they will take immediate action.

He Ao didn't have to go to the library today because he asked for leave, so he went downstairs and went straight to Roger's underground clinic.

His home is not far from Roger's clinic, and it takes about ten minutes to reach the door.

He looked up at the neon signboard of 'Huimei Communication' on his head, and walked into the small shop slowly.

This is a communications shop in the guise of Roger's Clinic.

"Hey, old man, you are going to die, you run to me every day."

Roger was obviously very excited when he saw He Ao, he walked around He Ao, turned around, took out his bracelet and sent a body donation agreement to He Ao, "Hurry up, old man, sign this agreement quickly, or you What if the death is too sudden and sent directly to be cremated?"

"Give me some more of your wound medicine."

He Ao didn't pick up his words.

"injured?"

Roger glanced at He Ao in surprise, then pressed the button next to him, and the electric shutter door slowly closed, and he motioned for He Ao to follow him into the clinic in the inner room.

He Ao skillfully followed him into the back room, and then watched him bring out a large glass jar from under the cabinet, which was filled with dark ointment medicine.

"You know, my medicine is a top-secret formula, and I don't take it away." He opened the lid of the glass jar, and a strong and strange smell filled the jar, "Take off your clothes, I'll give you the medicine, how much? How much to sell."

He Ao knew the rules of this guy, and if he said no takeaway, he would not take takeaway, so he sat on the stool next to him and began to take off his shirt.

"Old man, your body, your muscles, wow, the texture..."

As He Ao took off his clothes one by one, and uncovered the gauze wrapped inside, revealing the knotted muscles like a horned dragon, and the graceful body curve, Roger let out a gasp of surprise.

Howo could even see light in his eyes.

"If you were a beautiful woman with big breasts and an upturned butt, I would definitely like it when you said these things."

He Ao looked at him and said coldly.

"What's the point of a woman? I only like a perfect body." Roger took out a plastic piece, picked out a lump of black ointment, walked up to He Ao, and carefully observed the laceration on He Ao's body.
"Old man, did you turn yourself into a blow-up doll? Your muscles are ripped apart."

He Ao didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you know Christos?"

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