life copy game

Chapter 650 Pollution Cleanup Department (Da Zhang asks for a monthly ticket)
Off-road vehicles with metal subsidy parked on the quiet street.

He Ao held his granddaughter's little hand and stood in front of a small closed door.

At this moment, Jiaxi had changed her clothes. The cartoon pajamas and slippers set had been replaced by a white short T, brown shorts, and light brown mid-top Martin boots.

He Ao bought this at a roadside children's clothing store when he came here.

Jiaxi followed her grandfather to exercise since she was a child, and under the tight skin of her fair calf exposed in the night, there were all strong muscles.

The breeze brushed the cheeks of the old and the young, and after a short wait, He Ao didn't get any response.

So he reached out and rang the doorbell again.

"Who?"

This time, there was finally a response, and a slightly hesitant voice rang through the doorbell.

"Buy medicine."

He Ao stared at the doorbell. This kind of smart doorbell is very common in the Federation, and it has a smart camera on it.

At this moment, behind the camera, there is a person watching him quietly from behind.

The other party did not reply to He Ao immediately.

After a brief pause, He Ao continued, "A gang friend introduced me, and he told me that you are the best doctor around here."

The person behind the camera seems to be looking carefully at He Ao's old face, and is determining the threat of He Ao.

creak-

After another brief pause, the small door in front of He Ao's door slowly opened.

A man with a goatee, round glasses, and a pipe in his mouth, who appeared to be in his 40s or closer to 50, appeared in front of He Ao.

"what are you looking for?"

He raised his head and glanced at He Ao, then at Jia Qian who was being led by He Ao, turned around and walked towards the house.

Howe followed him into the room.

This room is not big, and the overall shape is square. Except for the entrance to the door, there are glass medicine cabinets on all sides.

This is the 'underground doctor' around here.

The way to find an underground doctor is also very simple, find a few gang members on the side of the road and ask them for directions.

These young and energetic young people will often attack He Ao impatiently, and after He Ao convinces others with reason, they will quickly become friendly and kind again.

He Ao asked several people and got several different answers, but for their own safety, underground doctors usually only accept regular customers, or strangers introduced by acquaintances.

The man in front of him with round glasses who looked like an antique store owner was the only underground doctor willing to accept 'unknown customers' in the vicinity.

"I don't know where you know my location. Most of the time, I don't do business with strangers, but I'm curious what kind of medicine you want to buy from me at such an age, but I'll make it clear in advance,"

At this time, the man had already walked to the back of the medicine cabinet, looked at He Ao, "I don't sell medicine for high blood pressure and diabetes here."

"I want an adrenaline shot."

He Ao walked to the counter with a calm tone.

"It's kind of interesting. There is no acquaintance in the hospital outside and you can't buy this medicine,"

The man glanced at He Ao, and his eyes fell on the blood on He Ao's neckline. He turned around and walked along the corridor behind the medicine cabinet, then took out a silver syringe from a box below, and placed it on the Before Ho O,

"Old man, I want to remind you in advance that this thing is used when you are about to die. If you use it, you may have a flashback, just that, and then you may really die. One thousand federal coins."

"It's expensive, seventy,"

He Ao looked down at the label on the syringe. Jess in the last copy had been exposed to these things when he was researching genetic medicines, "Huiermei's effect is not good, change me to Qunxing Pharmaceuticals."

"You are directly bargaining on the ground,"

The man glanced at He Ao, took the pipe in his mouth, and put the syringe under the cabinet, "Old man, if you can buy this thing in a normal hospital, you won't come to my place, and the price I buy is not cheap .”

"ninety,"

He Ao opened the mouth and said, "The adrenaline hospital of Qunxing Pharmaceuticals costs 75 a bottle, and the insurance discount price is 45. The purchase price in your hand will not exceed [-]."

Cathy raised her head and glanced at Grandpa.

"The old man is very knowledgeable," the man laughed. "If you say that, my labor and risks are worthless? Give me two hundred, and I'll give you one."

"one hundred."

He Ao reached out and hugged Jia Qian, leaning on a cane with one hand, ready to leave.

"Come on, let's go,"

The man put the syringe on the table again, sighed, "I shouldn't have opened this door today, take it for a hundred."

He Ao looked down at the syringe, "I want it from Qunxing Pharmaceuticals."

"You're old enough to be smart."

The man smacked his lips, shook his head, groped under the counter, and put the syringe with the Stars and Sea emblem hanging upside down from Qunxing Pharmaceuticals on the table.

"Thank you."

He Ao glanced at the syringe, and after confirming that it was genuine, he motioned for Jia Qian to grab the syringe on the table.

Then he put down his granddaughter with the syringe and pulled out of his pocket the hundred-federal bill he had just picked up on the way.

His psychological price is one hundred federal coins.

"Don't come to my place next time, I don't do this kind of loss-making business."

The boss took the money, sighed, and waved his hand.

Under normal circumstances, private doctors have their own channels, and the price of this medicine is not too high, so the boss is actually making money.

He Ao took his granddaughter's hand again.

"Uncle, let's go."

Jia Qian raised her small hand and gestured goodbye to the boss.

"Okay, good bye."

The boss looked at Jiaxi's lovely face, took off the pipe from his mouth, and gave her a goodbye gesture.

He Ao turned around and walked out leading his granddaughter.

The man sat at the counter, watching the backs of He Ao's grandpa and grandson with deep eyes.

When the two of them left the room completely and returned to the street, Jia Qian raised the syringe in her hand and asked with some doubts, "Grandpa, what are you doing with this?"

"in case."

He Ao replied slowly.

"Oh." Jiaqian glanced at the syringe, then at He Ao, "Grandpa, you are good at bargaining."

"It's because this thing is only worth so much money, and I just bought it at the price it should be."

He Ao shook his head and reached out to rub his granddaughter's little head.

"Oh."

Jia Qian nodded half understanding.

"Jiaxi, grandpa just taught you how to breathe on the road, have you learned it yet?"

He Ao led his granddaughter and walked under the dim streetlight.

"Learn!"

Jia Qian nodded sharply, "But those clumps are so hard to grasp, they flowed right away."

"Calm down,"

He Ao's tone was calm and steady, giving people a sense of stability invisibly, "Just like when grandpa taught you to exercise before, feel the movement of the muscles in your body, and then capture the energy scattered in your body."

"Oh!"

Jia Qian looked up at He Ao's gray hair and wrinkled side face, she paused for a while, and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it in the end.

She took He Ao's hand and tightly grasped He Ao's fingers, "Grandpa, I want to eat ice cream."

"Okay, grandpa will buy it for you."

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Nancheng St. Jon Ninth Street

The long-haired man with a thin face reached out and pressed the screen on the wall connecting to the doorbell outside, and a young figure in a takeaway coat appeared on the screen.

The young man looked at the camera and raised the pizza box in his hand, "Sir, I delivered it from Delicious. The pizza you ordered has arrived."

The man stared at the outsider on the screen, and then moved his gaze to the pizza on the table that had only eaten one piece.

He took out a remote control from his pocket and pressed the middle button, and the whole room suddenly rang with roaring music.

As the bursting music sounded, his body slid to the side table and picked up a piece of pizza on the table.

While munching on the pizza, he slid to the screen again, staring at the somewhat confused delivery man on the screen.

Then, he pressed the door open button on the desktop screen.

The iron gate of the courtyard in front of the villa opened slowly.

The delivery man standing outside looked suspiciously at the yard behind the iron gate.

The gloomy lights shone on the quiet lawn in the yard, and on a large sculpture standing in the center of the yard, it looked extraordinarily cold and dark.

And in this quiet and dark deepest part, it seems that dynamic music is playing.

"Sir, has your takeaway arrived?"

The delivery man glanced into the yard, raised his voice, and called out again tentatively.

This time, still no one responded to him.

He hesitated for a moment, stepped out, and prepared to cross the open iron gate.

puff--

And at this moment, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

His whole body trembled, and he turned his head tremblingly.

A woman with a bit of baby fat, beautiful brown-gold mid-length curly hair, and a takeaway outfit like him appeared in front of him.

"Don't go in, trust me."

Seeing his confused face, the woman said bluntly.

"what?"

The delivery man looked at the woman in front of him. To be honest, she was quite a beautiful lady. He was a little at a loss, "But I have to deliver this order..."

"Let me deliver it for you."

The woman took out a rubber band, stretched out her hand and tied the hair hanging on her shoulders into a ponytail, then she grabbed the pizza box from the delivery man and took out a red delivery hat to put on her head.

"what?"

The takeaway was even more confused.

But the woman didn't give him time to be confused, she stepped across the courtyard gate and walked directly into the courtyard.

The small courtyard in front of the villa is not big. Bypassing the sculpture in the center of the courtyard, you can see the small gate of the townhouse behind.

There were no windows or lights around the little door.

There was only a silent and dark iron door standing there quietly.

The woman's leather boots stepped on the steps of the lawn and continued to move forward.

And just a few steps forward, she felt something sticky under her feet slightly stuck to the soles of her shoes.

She lowered her head, and through the dim light, she could vaguely see some dark liquid covering the step under her feet.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

She looked forward and saw a red peaked cap on the lawn not far from the door of the villa.

It was a takeaway hat exactly like the hat on her head.

She withdrew her gaze and continued to move forward. Soon, she stepped onto the steps in front of the small door.

The silent door stood there like a beast waiting for its prey.

Standing at this door, she could vaguely hear the loud music behind the door.

boom--

She raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

click -

The quiet door was opened in a short time, and then, a thin man with long hair appeared in front of the woman. He stared at the woman, his body seemed to be shaking in a certain rhythm.

He reached out and lifted the pizza box, turned around shaking, and just as he took a step, he turned around suddenly, bowed a little bit, staring at the woman's cheek,
"I remember that it was a man who delivered food just now."

Without hesitation, the woman pulled out a pistol from her waist and aimed it at the thin man's forehead, "Kajet Pollution Cleanup Department, Werther, you are suspected of hiding pollutants, trapping and killing innocent people, surrender immediately, and hand over the pollutants, Otherwise I will perform a cleanup procedure."

"Pollution Cleanup Department,"

The man slowly opened the takeaway box, took out a piece of steaming pizza, took a bite, "This one is good, this one is still hot, unlike the one that was delivered just now, it was all cold."

The woman looked at his cheek and shot without hesitation.

boom--

The fiery bullet was caught in a tentacle protruding from the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, one after another tentacles bloomed behind Werther like unfurled petals from the depths behind the small door of the villa.

Werther stared at the woman, his eyes shone with red brilliance, he parted his mouth, revealing his snow-white teeth still stained with bright red meat,
"It tastes good, do you want to try it?"

A tentacle rolled up a piece of pizza from the box and handed it to the woman,

The woman jumped back with a backflip, and fired several shots at Werther in the air until the magazine was empty.

But these bullets flying in the air were caught by soft tentacles one by one.

The woman watched this scene. She landed on the top of the statue and pulled out a thin blade from her waist.

It was a folded butterfly knife with a crank handle. It was about [-] centimeters long and had a beautiful metallic lavender handle. The moment it was pulled out, the handle flew out and opened like a stretched butterfly. Wings, revealing the blade reflecting the faint cold light inside.

She stared at Werther, frowning slightly,
"Wett, have you merged with the pollutant?"

At this moment, not far behind the woman, a bright light slowly lit up, as if a car was approaching rapidly,
"It's a pity that you don't eat such a good pizza,"

The tentacles protruding in the air took back the pizza that was handed out, and Werther's eyes shifted to the woman, and finally landed on her tight thighs half squatting, with a smile on the corner of his mouth,

"Your thighs seem to be well exercised, the flesh must be of good quality, right?"

Several tiny tentacles broke through the soil, rushed out from under the statue, and rushed towards the woman.

The woman didn't look at these tentacles at all, her gaze was always on Werther, she bounced her legs, jumped up, raised the blade in her hand and swung it towards Werther's neck.

Tentacles protruded from behind Werther, trying to stop her figure, but she moved extremely fast, her body shape constantly changed in the air, and the sharp blade scratched the edge of the tentacles, and she advanced further with the strength of the tentacles' counterattack.

She stepped back, confident that she could get closer at any time.

In an instant, she was in front of Werther, and the distance between the two was extremely close.

The woman quickly raised her hand, and the beautiful butterfly knife twirled in her hand, and the blade that shone with faint cold light pierced Werther's neck in the blink of an eye.

In an extremely short time, the tip of the knife pierced Werther's skin, and the entire blade sank into his throat.

The surrounding tentacles stopped in an instant.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Werther, who had his throat pierced, looked at her and smiled.

In the next second, two thick tentacles surged out from the ground, entangled the woman's feet, and quickly moved upwards, intending to hang her upside down.

The woman realized that she had been tricked, and pulled out the blade, wanting to attack again, but another tentacle rushed out behind Werther, entangled her wrist and twisted it.

Her wrist broke instantly and lost strength, and the butterfly knife fell to the ground.

A few tentacles supported the woman and hung her upside down. At this moment, the woman finally realized something. She stared at Werther with a surprised expression on her face, "You have been promoted to C level?"

"It's not promotion," Werther shook his head. The wound on his throat was healing rapidly. He walked up to the woman, picked up the butterfly knife on the ground, fiddled with it, and showed his white teeth. "It's evolution."

"All right,"

He threw out the butterfly knife in his hand and looked at the woman, "My respected lady, I am a civilized person and generally don't like to eat it straight. What kind of sauce do you like to dip it in? Mustard or chili?
"Your skin is so tender, it should be good with mustard."

Nourishes—

There was the sound of a speeding car braking outside the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)