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Chapter 417: A commotion asks for a monthly ticket~

Chapter 417 Turmoil (please vote~)

Sang Yanzhou knew that Zane was in the arms smuggling business, so he must have a gun in his hand.

Since Jiang Yunjie is on the same side as him.

Regardless of whether this man is Zane's subordinate or Jiang Yunjie's subordinate, he may be equipped with smuggled guns.

What's more, he knows Gallie very well, and he has basically no brains except for computers.

Just like when he arrived at this alley, he suddenly saw a faint light in the darkness. He knew without even thinking that it must be Gallie.

It can be said that all his IQ was dedicated to the computer, leaving nothing for himself.

With him being like this, how could he possibly let him come without any preparation?

Sang Yanzhou curled up a finger and hit Gallie's head hard.

"It's really life-threatening. You dare to expose yourself in such a dark place. Fortunately, he didn't shoot you in the head. Otherwise, you would be dead. You are a brain worker. What kind of work can you do with your brain?"

He didn't have any control over his attack this time and knocked Gallie until he screamed.

"It's too dark for you to do this! I'm a patient!"

Sang Yanzhou rolled his eyes, looked at A Yuan who had arrived behind him, and handed the man he was dragging to him.

"Take him back to the police station first. He has a gun on him and put it away. I will take the guy to the hospital for a checkup first. I will come to interrogate him personally tomorrow."

"Yes, boss."

Ayuan and Xiaolin handcuffed the man, lifted him up and walked towards the car.

Sang Yanzhou grabbed Gallie's tie and led him through the alley to his parked car on the side of the road.

Because of the gunshot just now, many people gathered around the entrance of the alley and looked in.

When they saw the two people coming out, they all came up to ask.

"I thought I heard gunshots just now. Did someone shoot? Do I need to call the police?"

"You two aren't hurt, are you?"

In order to prevent panic, Sang Yanzhou could only claim that it was not a gunshot, but that the guy behind him accidentally fell and bumped into the vending machine, which made such a loud sound.

"I'm really sorry for scaring everyone."

Sang Yanzhou bowed to everyone with a slightly apologetic expression.

Seeing that the two men were well-dressed and elegant, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, believed what he said, and dispersed.

Back in the car, Sang Yanzhou opened the window slightly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit the cigarette with a lighter.

He blew out a smoke ring heavily.

His expression also calmed down.

Fortunately, this guy sent him a location before departure, and he shared the real-time location with him.

This gave him the opportunity to make a sneak attack.

If they act without authorization, they will probably die here.

Gallie on the side seemed to feel the low pressure emanating from Sang Yanzhou, and couldn't help but shrink his head: "Sang, I didn't mean it..."

Sang Yanzhou glanced at him helplessly, said nothing, put out the cigarette, and drove him to the hospital for a full-body examination, focusing on his brain.

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After Sang Mizhou washed the dishes, he moved a small stool and sat in the yard, studying how to weave the basket.

But the little Fubao on the side didn't even look at the tutorial, and just took a few bamboo strips and weaved them skillfully.

By the time Sang Mizhou came to his senses, half of the little Fubao had been compiled.

"You know how to weave baskets?" Sang Mizhou was a little surprised.

This little guy knows too much.

Xiao Fubao didn't take it seriously, because all the junior sisters in the temple knew it.

"Learn from Master and Junior Sisters! Fu Bao can also make brooms, garlands and futons by himself!"

(End of chapter)


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