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Chapter 90 Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and Little Sheep [33 more]

The horse looked Turing up and down, and nodded thoughtfully at Turing, especially on Turing's white glowing cheeks, and then met Turing's gaze who was also looking at him.

The young man with a horseback head is a little thin, with dark skin, thick eye shadow on his eyes, four earrings on his left ear, and a withered yellow skull on his right ear.The horse's back was also dyed green, and he was wearing a leather jacket full of rivets.

Finally, Turing's eyes fell on the neck of the horse's back.

There were two cool metal pendants in there, but one was wedged crookedly between the front one and the skin.

"Your pendant."

Turing suddenly raised a hand and pointed to the other party's neck.

"Ah?" The horse's back was being looked at by Turing, who felt uncomfortable, and was taken aback when he heard the other party's sudden voice.

"Your pendant is crooked."

The more Turing looked, the more uncomfortable he became, and he stepped forward to help him straighten the pendant.

Ma Beitou and the boss were stunned for a moment, watching Turing help him tidy up the pendant and straighten his collar.

After being stunned for three seconds, the horse's back immediately revealed a forced and ugly smile.

"Follow... come with me..."

His speech became a little awkward.

Turing, who didn't notice any problem at all, followed behind the horse's head, and the three came to the warehouse behind the two stores.

The boss looked at Turing strangely, raised his hand and pressed on the door.

The shutter door opened with a clatter, revealing various vehicles covered in gray cloth.

It seemed that the noise of the rolling shutter door was harsh, and Turing, who was standing at the door, suddenly widened his eyes and was taken aback.

what was i doing
He rubbed his fingers suspiciously.

At this time, the horse walked forward with its head on its back and hands raised, avoiding Turing's gaze and side, moved his body in against the door frame, carefully grabbed a corner and lifted off the layer of gray cloth...

"and many more!"

Turing suddenly called to each other, and then walked forward under the weird eyes of the two, pushed the horse's back head away, pinched the two corners of the fabric with both hands, moved it down slowly, and then neatly removed the layer The dusty fabrics were stacked together and put aside like a stack of tofu.

Finally, he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The vest owner on one side and the horse back looked at each other. The former shrugged, while the latter let out a sigh of relief while holding his chest, as if a stone in his heart had fallen to the ground.

It turned out to be just obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"That's all, buddy."

The relieved horse leaned its head against the door, spoke fluent Mu Mandarin and raised its hand.

Turing nodded slowly, scanning the various vehicles inside.

The warehouse is not large, and there are motorcycles and other vehicles in it. They all look a little old, and some of the vehicles still have a lot of rust.

In addition, some motorcycles have undergone obvious explosive modifications, even the shells are gone, and they look like they will explode when they are driven.

"Black car?"

A strong discomfort welled up in Turing's heart, and he turned to look at the boss in the leather vest at the door.

"Hey, don't speak so harshly." The leather vest shrugged, "After all, you are not satisfied with the goods outside, so I can only bring you here."

With that said, the leather vest stepped forward and patted the car beside Turing.

"This is an illegal modification, it was taken away by the traffic police, and then it was in our hands."

"This is a vehicle coming from Heiling District. If you want to drive out, you can use our way to help you solve the control problem."

"And this one..."

Turing didn't ask how these cars came about, just looking at it, it's obviously not a legitimate way.

"never mind."

Turing shook his head.

It's just buying a scooter, there is no need to make it like this, and it is an unknown vehicle, and it is a vehicle under control, and there may be a fake license plate or something.

Moreover, these vehicles all brought him a strong sense of discomfort.

In particular, one of the motorcycles had only half of the shell installed, and a lot of parts were exposed on the other side, which made him very upset and wanted to do something.

In the end, the more he watched, the more uncomfortable he became, and he waved his hands in a depressed tone that he didn't even notice:
"never mind!!!"

As he said that, he was about to turn his head and leave.

Since there are no particularly cheap transportation vehicles, just buy a motorcycle outside.

Anyway, there is still some left over from the last 200 million.

While turning around, Turing's eyes swept over these various black cars, and his eyes jumped suddenly.

【You discovered new knowledge】

He immediately turned around and stepped over several cars with strides, and picked up a crooked little sheep.

This is a grey-yellow battery car, and the rearview mirror on the right is broken, with a lot of dust on it.

But the difference is that the rear of this car is equipped with a bunch of weird devices with a lot of wires.

"What's the matter with this car?"

Turing pointed to the little sheep and said.

"This?" The leather vest gave the somewhat broken car a strange look.

"It seems to be a modified battery car... Sting, do you remember where this car came from?" the leather vest said, looking back at the horse's back.

"Forgot. This car has been here for a long time, right?"

Seeing that the two people couldn't explain why, Turing patted the somewhat worn-out battery car, shaking a lot of dust down:

"That's the one, um..."

Turing observed the little sheep, and then stretched out his hand towards the leather vest:
"Do you have a screwdriver wrench or something?"

"some."

The leather vest took a wrench from the side and handed it to Turing, wondering what he was going to do.

Turing looked at the broken mirror on the right, and gestured a few times to the rearview mirror on the left with a wrench.

The horse's back head and the leather vest looked at his movements, and their hearts skipped a beat, thinking they couldn't do it.

Turing was almost done, and tapped lightly with a wrench.

"pinnnnnnn—"

The left rearview mirror was knocked out with the same shattering point as the right rearview mirror by him with incomparable precision.

Turing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

"Snapped!"

In the eyes of the three, it seemed that they were knocking too hard, and a small piece of the rearview mirror on the left shattered and fell off, revealing a triangular black hole.

Turing was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at the leather vest:
"Is there a crowbar?"

The leather vest said no, but still found a crowbar for Turing.

Turing gestured again and pried off the left and right rearview mirrors.

As soon as I put down the crowbar, it seemed that I used too much force when prying, and the entire rearview mirror on the right snapped off from the screw.

Turing was stunned again.

"Do you have a screwdriver?"

When Turing removed both rearview mirrors, he finally felt comfortable.

The two people standing beside him also let out a sigh of relief.

Xin said that today I really learned a lot.

However, they found that Turing did not move, but touched their chins and looked at the little sheep without a rearview mirror, thinking about something, then raised their heads and looked at the two:

"How many rearview mirrors?"

Ah this...

The two opened their mouths dumbly, speechless for a moment.

Seeing the stunned expressions of the two, Turing frowned first with a puzzled expression, and then slapped his head suddenly.

what am i doing?
Immediately, he shook his head, shaking out the somewhat abnormal state:
"Forget it, go back and get it, this is the one."

The leather vest breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off his cold sweat.

This customer...don't know what to say.

Then he looked at the little sheep, not to mention that the customer was a little weird, whether this broken car can still be driven is a problem.

"Let me check for you first to see if there is any problem..."

Turing nodded, didn't make any fuss, grabbed the crowbar in his hand, and the three of them pushed the battery car outside.

Halfway through the push, the horse's back seemed not to pay attention to the threshold under its feet, and suddenly staggered and fell.

"Ouch!"

He stumbled up and rolled up his trouser legs.

It was found that the skin on the left side was broken, and a small blurred bloody scratch was oozing blood.

"Grass, what a bad luck."

The horse's back tightened his pants, grinning in pain.

Seeing this, the leather vest waved his hand: "There is a medicine box behind the counter, hurry up and bandage it."

The horse's back pulled its trousers legs half-supported, stood up and was about to go to the counter to find a medicine box.

After taking two steps, he suddenly felt a chill, and felt a sharp gaze coming from behind him.

Turning around tremblingly, he found that Turing was holding a crowbar and looking thoughtfully at his other calf.

!!!

Ma Beitou was startled on the spot, put down his trouser legs and hid behind the reception desk in the hall.

Your obsessive-compulsive disorder is a little too dangerous, right?

The leather vest saw this scene in his eyes, and involuntarily moved away from Turing, leaning on his body to help push the motorcycle, but his feet were half a meter away from the motorcycle.

Turing gave him a strange look.

"Your back is uncomfortable?"

"No no!"

The leather vest trembled, and quickly helped push the little sheep out.

When they came to the hall outside, the horse's back was also bandaged at this moment, and the trouser legs were tied so tightly that Turing would not see it.Wipe the little sheep together with the leather vest, disassemble it with tools, and then connect the wires. The test results are all normal.

"It can still be used, but the parts inside may need to be replaced, and this thing..."

As the leather vest said, he patted the weird device behind the electric car, and carefully glanced at Turing:

"I suggest that it's better to dismantle it..."

"no need."

Turing waved his hand in refusal.

The only essence of this car is on the butt. If you can’t understand it, I can’t understand it?

Looking at this battery car, I pondered for a while in my mind.

You can use phantom limbs to directly plant and modify the offspring, so that when you are a gray fox, you can open and wrap the offspring inside to change its appearance.

I happened to pull back to see what kind of technology that lump behind the butt is, and it would actually eat ashes here.

"Report the number, how much?"

Seeing that Turing finally stopped messing around, the man with the back hair relaxed, leaned against the counter in the lobby, and yawned in disbelief.

He didn't expect this obsessive-compulsive disorder to be so shabby.

But the leather vest glanced at Turing, but he had an idea and walked forward.

"……What's your name?"

"My name is Turing."

"Turing? OK, Mr. Turing, you can call me Tommy. How about that?"

The vest owner who called himself Tommy obviously misunderstood it, but Turing didn't notice anything wrong with his surprisingly bad accent. He watched him take out a leather-encased notebook from behind the counter.

It's about the size of an octavo, with a black leather cover and a skull in the center.

"Why don't you spend 599 bills to sign up as a Hurricane member here?"

The owner of the waistcoat said, and spread out the notebook, which contained files one by one.

There are all kinds of strange non-mainstream files wearing leather jackets, leather trench coats, horseback heads, sea urchin heads, etc.

Turing immediately blushed:

"No need? I just bought a scooter."

"You sign up for a 599 Hurricane membership, and we can give you this car for free."

Hearing this, the young man on the back of the horse's face lit up. He didn't expect the boss to have such a trick, so he gave him a thumbs up quietly.

Business expert!

Just when Turing's eyes were weird, Tommy quietly leaned his head over and said in a low voice:
"Help me get some performance. I also work for the Kuangfeng Gang. I have to count my performance every month. This black car is sold without any performance."

Turing:?
Are you not a gangster?
No wonder he has such a good attitude, and he is helping to check the car and pulling members.

It turned out to be a worker.

Then, the owner of the vest continued to introduce the benefits of Hurricane membership to Turing, such as discounts for underground car races, free recommendation for participation, free car exhibition for fans of the Hurricane Club, etc...

Turing was naturally not interested in these things.Knowing that the file is under a pseudonym, and only the owner and the name of the vehicle need to be registered, Turing doesn't care. Spending 599 is equivalent to buying a car and letting him register. Tommy wrote Mr. T on it.

Finally, Turing pushed the little sheep and asked the boss if there was a kit that could modify the little sheep.

"You still want to modify?"

An extremely symmetrical little sheep appeared in Tommy's mind out of thin air.

Looking at the poor-looking little sheep, Tommy seriously suspected that Turing wanted to change it to make it more symmetrical...

Turing nodded: "Do members send parts?"

"It depends on how you modify it... But the parts of those black cars in the back can be sold to you cheaply..."

He spoke politely, but Tommy's eyes became more and more strange.

Just such a broken little sheep, at least it needs to be renovated first, right?

Half an hour later, Tommy helped Turing pull a small cart of parts and delivered them to his small villa on foot.

After thanking the punk boss for his good service, Turing opened the door and carefully pushed the parts and the lamb inside.

When passing by the living room, Turing glanced at the fox in the yard, and noticed that there were some broken hairs on the side of the fox's fur, so he stopped.

The sleeping fox suddenly trembled.

　Ask for a ticket, this chapter is 3900, not short!

Unknowingly, I wrote until the early hours of the morning.

The promise of the third watch has been fulfilled!

Sorry everyone is late
Today's update (8th) is at 12:[-] noon

　
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