The flower shirt jumped, "You, you are a scam!"

The manager took the advertising leaflet handed over by a waiter and showed it to the man in the floral shirt. The content of the event displayed on it was indeed exactly what he said just now.

"Even if you call the police, our serious store is not afraid of investigation."

The flower shirt was choked and her face turned red. After thinking about it, "Then, then refund the money!"

"Sorry, our company has regulations," the manager pointed to the last line of the ad sheet.

Once recharged, no refund will be made.

"Is there any other way to go?" Hua Shi's mouth of blood was neither up nor down.

The manager winked the security guard and signaled to get the person away.

After being so troubled, I don’t know how bleak the “business” will be tonight. Please reduce the impact as soon as possible.

In fact, no one has come to look for it before, but most men are very proud of their face and choose to suffer the loss of this muteness and dare to shamelessly mention "special services" in public. This is the first one.

Things seem to come to an end.

In addition to those present, those who are "awakened", those who should be deceived must also be deceived.

Leng Qiu had a stern face, and it was naturally not difficult to understand the business's activities. Whether or not it violated the criminal law needs to be further determined, but there must be problems in induced consumers in such an obviously improper way.

If it can be considered a fraud and the amount involved is high enough, it would be a dream to stay in for three, five, and ten years.

But this is not the focus now. Anyway, the store is here, and it can't escape, so there is no need to rush to clean up for a while.

The key is... Can Mr. Jia still show up when he is so chaotic?

What a fuck!

Leng Qiu was feeling that the years were not good, so he saw Zhou Nan wink at him and turned his head to the front desk.

He looked through the crowd and found a gray T-shirt talking to the girl at the front desk.

Could it be Mr. Jia?

But the time I told the little girl was not very good.

Because the time is too short and the layout control has not even been fully in place, there is no information feedback.

And he didn't see the front face, just a completely different back, Leng Qiu was not very sure, but he just wanted to believe that the seemingly unconventional product was actually very reliable.

The two looked at each other, without any communication, and walked towards the front desk by passing the crowd still pointing at the point.

The little girl happened to face her and pointed at the two of them.

Gray T-shirt turned around and looked a little suspicious, "Are you looking for me? What kind of business?"

After personally identifying that the man in white is correct, although he was mentally prepared, Leng Qiu still had a clearer and more intuitive understanding of the guy next to him.

I have always heard that this guy has a great portrait, but it seems that he will have a good understanding.

Leng Qiu didn't think so, because when it comes to portraits, literal portraits, in China, his father dared to be the second, so no one dared to pat his chest and say that he was the first.

It's off topic and back to the present.

“Yes, there’s a big deal.”

Zhou Nan and Leng Qiu were both approaching while answering.

Seeing that there were still more than ten steps to do it, the gray T-shirt's eyes suddenly moved quickly between the TV in the hall and Zhou Nan, and after saying "Damn it", he ran away!

The two of them, caught off guard, turned their heads and glanced at them. Captain Zhou, who was wearing police uniforms, looked particularly handsome and stylish.

In other words, the TV is not turned on, otherwise you will definitely hear the more essential "lags fly through the blue sky".

Even so, Leng Qiu still blurted out a word of national treasure!

Zhou Nan, “…”.

This is so fucking, it's really a bit intimate!

Captain Zhou doesn’t seem to have a clear understanding of his popularity, and Captain Leng does the same.

If someone escapes, Zhou Nan will really not be able to survive.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about taking any leave or not. Zhou Nan chased after him with an unprecedented positive attitude, and instantly drove Leng Qiuluo several meters away.

Seeing this, Leng Qiu was not in a hurry and followed behind steadily while taking out the phone, "Geng Shuang? Have you arrived? I'm in the back alley quickly and cover it!"

In Zhou Nan's self-impression, he was still the "art student", but after running down easily in the morning from time to time in the past few months, he found that he might actually be a "sports student".

It is proved that in addition to running, there is also the passive attack from the Dongjiao Police Station and the "excellent" marksmanship in the competition. However, in the cases that have always been around, there is no chance for him to take action.

In a rare rally, one run and one chase.

Although Mr. Jia is not the kind of abandoned house who can't breathe after running for two steps, he is only at the level of an ordinary person. If he hadn't occupied the advantage of familiar terrain, he would have been defeated early in the morning.

And it’s all over the place. After leaving, the door and alley are even darker, and there are all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Mr. Jia ran and scattered his hands, which caused great obstacles to Zhou Nan who was chasing him.

Apart from breathing, both of them were silent. Zhou Nan was too lazy to shout "Stop and don't run away, policeman" and never saw any use.

However, Mr. Jia, who is an ordinary middle-aged man, couldn't last long. Finally, when he chased to the junction of an alley and a road, he was obviously exhausted.

At this moment, a car light suddenly pierced, and Mr. Jia couldn't react and only blocked his eyes with his hands.

The car braked suddenly, and the harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground, Zhou Nan rushed up, and rolled down to the side in a flash with Mr. Jia.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Jia put down his eye-blocking hand and saw a brake mark on the ground... If there was no such pounce, the consequences seemed not difficult to imagine.

Mr. Jia stood there and couldn't help but think about the "meaning of life".

Zhou Nan was not idle either, so he suppressed him to the ground and placed his hands behind his back.

"Is it okay?" Leng Qiu arrived in an instant after only a few meters behind.

The people in the car also hurried down, and it was Geng Shuang who came to intercept him.

In more than ten seconds, a number of police cars stopped around the surrounding area, and all the troops arrived.

But no matter what comes first or later, they all witnessed the scene of "flying to save people" from a distance or near.

Geng Shuang looked scared. The incident happened suddenly. Who would have thought that she would not have time to react. If she hit someone, no matter whether she was a criminal or not, it would be a big trouble.

Fortunately, this time, the "little white face"...

"It's okay," Zhou Nan replied easily.

It's really nothing, the tactical movements are in place, and there is no big problem except for minor abrasions.

But after all, a few people rolled on the ground, it was inevitable that they were covered in dust.

Although the police in the Demon City did not applaud their courage and skills, their eyes had already explained everything. They were mostly curious before, but now they admired and led the way.

Geng Shuang unconsciously swallowed the word "little white face". Well, even if he is a "love rival", he must admit it, just... he is quite brave.

"Cross Weekly."
Chapter completed!