life copy game

Chapter 108 The Same City
"That's it," Bourne nodded confidently, pointing to his eyes, "My eyes can tell the difference between B and C even through a distance of 100 meters and thick cotton clothes. I can't recognize you?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, looked behind He Ao, "Our dear Miss Poison Tongue seems to be at a disadvantage."

As he spoke, he bent down and took out the kitchen knife and shovel beside him.

He Ao followed his line of sight, and saw that the tattooed guest at table No. 8 where Naomi was serving food was slowly stretching his hands towards Naomi's plump buttocks.

Naomi took two steps back and rolled her eyes, "Excuse me, do you have a mother? If you have a mother, why don't you go back and stretch out your pig's trotters to your mother? See if your mother wants to take your little The bastard stuffed back? Oh,"

Naomi sighed in feigned surprise, "Or you don't have a mother? Oh, God, it's a pity, but this is not the reason for you to get sick in the restaurant. If you can't use your hands in the right way, I suggest you donate to those in need."

In terms of lip service, no one around here is a match for Naomi.

If it was the past, this little hooligan should withdraw his hand lazily.

But this time, the tattooed young man suddenly took out a pistol from his pocket, stood up, pointed the gun at Naomi, "Bichi, what are you talking about?"

Naomi was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, a wide palm stretched out, and it grabbed the young man's wrist suddenly. With a quick twist, the young man's wrist was directly dislocated. The pistol was snatched into his hand.

"If you don't want to eat, you can get out."

He Ao calmly pressed the gun against the young man's forehead, and put his index finger on the trigger.

This young man obviously took too many drugs, and his mind was a little confused.

It's okay, guns cure all diseases.

The young man was physically stimulated when the gun was pressed against his forehead. He shivered and woke up a little, "Boss, me, listen to my explanation..."

"roll."

Howe didn't have time to listen to his nonsense.

"Okay, I'll go right away..."

The young man was terrified, and ran towards the door staggeringly.

"Wait a minute," He Ao stopped him suddenly, pointing at the cashier with his gun, "Pay the bill."

"well···"

The young man took out his bracelet tremblingly and paid the bill at the self-service cash register.

He Ao walked to the cash register, watched him pay the bill, then cut the gun into parts and threw them into the lost and found box in the store, "This thing is in the lost and found."

The young man didn't dare to answer at all, and ran out of the shop scrambling.

"Made, this smell is too strong," at this moment, He Ao exclaimed from behind, he turned his head, just in time to see Naomi who was taking out a mop and bucket from the back kitchen to mop the floor.

Where the young man stood just now, there was a puddle of turbid yellow liquid on the ground.

Naomi looked at He Ao, rolled her eyes while mopping the floor, "Roy, can't you be more careful, this thing is disgusting to clean."

He Ao smiled and said nothing.

After mopping the floor in twos and threes, Naomi stood up with the bucket and mop, tapped on her waist, and looked at He Ao, "Well, I admit that you were a little bit handsome just now."

She picked up the mop and was about to return to the back kitchen, but found that Bourne came out at some point, leaning on the counter, holding a kitchen knife, and posing in a pose that she thought was sexy, "Hi~"

Naomi rolled her eyes and kicked over, "Get lost."

He Ao stretched his waist, ready to leave the restaurant and go to the big white rabbit dance hall that Bourne said.

At this moment a petite girl in baggy clothes and a loose men's bowler hat passed by him.

She quickly settled the bill with her wristband and left the restaurant quickly.

Vaguely, He Ao could see her silver hair under the hat.

He Ao felt that this figure seemed familiar, but the other party obviously concealed it, and He Ao couldn't match her with a certain person in his memory for the time being.

He Ao remembered this figure, walked out of the restaurant, took a taxi, and went directly to the Alysel block.

The taxi passed through the chaotic streets all the way, and occasionally some fierce gunshots could be heard in the ears.

This is Aston District, a place where chaos and order coexist.

However, taxis are a relatively safe means of transportation here, because the taxi companies are basically behind a certain big gang, and ordinary gang members don't dare to provoke them.

"It seems to be a lot of chaos recently."

He Ao looked out the window at the two gangs who were fighting fiercely.

"Are you from another district?" The taxi driver glanced at He Ao through the rearview mirror, "The boss of the Crocodile Gang, the largest gang in Aston District, died. The big gangs also want to get involved, it has been in chaos for more than half a month, and it is estimated that there will be more chaos, Aston District is like this."

"Oh," He Ao nodded, watching the scene outside the window fly away, "I don't know about that."

After another distance, the taxi stopped at a red light.

This time, the windows turned into vehicles loaded with building materials and construction teams working outside the building.

The taxi driver was also looking out the window, lighting a cigarette.

"Is this repairing something?"

Seeing that he was eager to talk, He Ao asked casually.

"School," at this time the red light turned green, and the driver started the car, "Not long ago, a few big shots from the Crown District came here, saying that they wanted to build a school for street children here, and they said that these children will be here in the future." Change the future of Aston Precinct.

Shit, these gentlemen have never done surface engineering, the first time I heard them talking about changing Aston, I was still breastfeeding in my mother's arms, and now my grandson is breastfeeding. "

He pointed out the window, "Listen to the crackling gunshots, have they changed? What have they changed?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, he spat, "Masters live in the city viewing courtyard on the hundreds of floors, where can we hear the gunshots from our place?"

He Ao didn't speak, but quietly looked out of the car window.

The shabby shacks for the homeless, the gangsters shooting each other on the street, hiding in the shacks and staring at the dirty children ignorantly outside.

He Ao thought of the children in Rockville Private Middle School who sat under the podium and listened to the mayor's speech, full of confidence and hope.

Same city, different destiny.

"arrive."

As the driver stepped on the brakes, the taxi gradually stopped.

He Ao got off the taxi and looked at the magnificent mansion in front of him.

The White Rabbit Ballroom is on the No.70 eighth floor of this building.

He Ao walked into the building, entered the elevator and pressed the button on the 78th floor.

When the elevator door opened again, a huge neon light was reflected in He Ao's pupils.

Big White Rabbit Ballroom.

Unpretentious name.

The 78th to 80th floors of this building have been opened up as a ballroom area.

This area is not only the White Rabbit Ballroom, but also other small dance halls, and Bourne often frequents these small dance halls.

But the White Rabbit Ballroom is the largest in this area, and it is also the one with the loudest sign.

　It's on the shelves, please order first, there will be more tonight, there should be at least three chapters today.

　
(End of this chapter)