"Maybe they are selling it? Or eating it? Who knows what they are thinking?"

The old donkey shrugged. Some things cannot be viewed with common sense. In Allen's opinion, many things are useless or have certain negative effects.

In the eyes of these black people, they are all treasures. If they steal one or two things and bring them back, they can sell them if they can make money. If they can't sell them, they will steal something else next time.

It’s all costless anyway.

"Have these people stolen many times?"

Seeing the old donkey's unsurprised expression, Allen frowned slightly. How long had this testing institution been open for so long that it attracted such voyeurs?

Are they all this little brat?

Allen, who is relatively sensitive, first thought of whether there was anyone behind them, or in other words, who sent them to test his attitude?

First test his attitude by stealing a little, and then push further?

Today they dare to steal testing reagents, but will they steal testing equipment tomorrow?

Will he have to move all his testing institutions the day after tomorrow?

The equipment there was something he had worked so hard to apply for in the name of Carmarthen Town Hospital!

"There have been four or five times in total. Things are lost every few days. Sometimes we find them late and can't catch them."

"Shitou, I remember I asked them to bring here some small firecrackers, right?"

There was so much commotion in the yard, and the doctor hadn't shown up yet. Allen couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he asked the old donkey to explore the way first.

"Is this how you treat investors? The hospital manager was actually attacked in the hospital!"

The doctor was a little shy and embarrassed, so he explained: "A few days ago, there was a patient with a broken leg. We helped treat him. Maybe he was recognized by them at that time, and this group of people got the idea of ​​morphine."

"It's okay, just wait!"

Rorog stood anxiously outside the rear window of the off-road vehicle and knocked on the glass a few times. When the window was lowered and he saw Allen who was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

Luo Luoge took out a small white embroidered handkerchief and nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The sound of the iron door being knocked open was mixed with screams. The off-road vehicle seemed to have hit something. It heaved violently and plunged into the yard.

Faced with Allen's inquiry, Lao Lu was also a little puzzled. There were only a few hundred soldiers in this poor place. If they were scattered again, how many soldiers would be left when it was Banjul's turn?

"No, speed up and hit us!"

Spencer walked up to Allen, raised his elbow on Allen, and asked in a low voice: "What are you going to do?"

"Okay, I get it."

"Bang!"

“……%#%*……￥.”

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Yes! Master."

But now, even if there was no way to explain, the situation had to be stabilized. Roluoge glanced at the group of trash squatting in the courtyard downstairs, feeling secretly resentful.

"Hey, it's all a trivial matter. There aren't many people here. I caught them stealing, so I stopped them and got scratched."

This aristocratic gentleman encountered such a thing as soon as he got off the plane. He really couldn't explain it.

Shi Shi glanced at the doctor in confusion, and the two looked at each other. The doctor said: "It seems there are still some in the warehouse."

In just one pick-up time, so many troublemakers gathered.

"Okay! Everyone, go to the yard and watch. Move the gate away. Where's the doctor, old donkey? Go find him and see if he's dead."

Allen took a deep breath and became a little angry.

"morphine."

"What measures can he take?!"

"How many people are there in total?"

Looking at Rorog's dark, oily face, Allen raised his hand, then held back.

"Well, it's very simple. Just let them remember it for a long time."

The off-road vehicle stopped in the compound, and Allen was in no hurry to get out of the car. After the collision, the people behind him would know what to do as long as they were not stupid.

And these people are not doing serious business either.

"?"

It's not because of throwing away such a small thing, but because the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest!

Not far from the port scenic area, outside a two-story building with a courtyard, dozens of black people were surrounding. Some of these people seemed to be gloating, and some were still yelling and taking pictures.

The courtyard door was closed, and someone was muttering something.

"Your Excellency! This is our negligence. I didn't expect this to happen."

"Nineteen."

"Didn't Rorog take any measures?"

"Very good! Very good! You rescued them, but not only did they not thank you for your kindness, but they also stole things in return? They were even ready to rob Rorog!"

"Master, do we want to stop the car?"

After hearing the doctor's words, Allen said: "Go find it and find something to do with the garbage below."

"How did this happen?"

Hearing this, Xiao Shitou honked the horn several times, quickly overtook the car in front, accelerated, and crashed straight into the gate of the courtyard.

He patted Xiao Shitou on the driver's seat on the shoulder and said, "Have you seen those people surrounding the gate?"

Allen looked downstairs with his hands behind his back.

When this scene came into Allen's eyes, the speed of the off-road vehicle had already slowed down, and Allen was fastening himself on the seat belt.

A few smart black people knew how to hide, but there were two or three others who didn't react. They were caught off guard and were knocked down by the off-road vehicle with the door on them.

On the second floor of the small hospital, Allen finally saw the doctor. The guy had a deep cut on his arm, and the nurse was suturing him urgently.

The doctor reluctantly raised his right arm.

"What did they steal?" This was what Allen was most curious about. He originally thought there were just one or two thieves, but now there were nineteen people, and it was almost half-conscious robbery.

Since it had just decelerated, overtaken, and changed lanes, the current off-road vehicle could not pick up the speed and was too close to the gate.

The old donkey thought about it carefully and was a little unsure.

Allen glanced back. In just a few minutes, the situation was under control. A bodyguard walked to Allen's car window and said, "It's all under control."

Allen pinched his waist and walked to the window in two steps. From this angle, he could see the entire front yard clearly.

Eighteen of the nineteen people were squatting on the ground obediently, holding their heads in their hands. There was only one unlucky guy, who must have been hit by a car just now. He was lying on the ground moaning with his thighs in his arms.

Allen squinted his eyes and did not look back at Spencer, but kept staring at the people in the yard below.

Without keeping Allen waiting, Xiao Shitou's sturdy figure walked out of the office building and finally appeared on campus. He carried a small paper box in his hand, called several bodyguards who were guarding him, whispered a few words, and held his hand in his hand.

The small cardboard box was handed to them.

A few brave black people looked at this group of fierce white bodyguards and didn't know what was waiting for them next.

A few careless ones had already begun to struggle. Although they didn't yell, their attitude still seemed very arrogant.
Chapter completed!