"Friend!" the short-haired man shouted: "Isn't it too disrespectful to leave like this?"
Zhou Ming turned around and asked: "Why, do you still want to invite me to dinner?"
"Hmph, stop being so glib!" The tall man with an inch-headed man said coldly: "I know you have some skills, but don't forget, this is our territory!"
"Really?" Zhou Ming chuckled and said, "Then let your horse come over."
The short-haired man took a deep breath. He noticed a hint of danger in the indifferent expression of the young man in front of him. He seemed to be an extremely difficult person to mess with. However, if the young man walked out of here safely, he might leak the news.
No matter what the secret here is, this person cannot keep it! [
The tone of the short-haired man softened slightly: "I want to know why you came back again? It can't be for this bag full of books, right?"
"It's just for this bag." Zhou Ming said: "In addition, I want to see who dares to get in trouble with me. Now it seems that it is probably your unintentional act, so forget it, I will let you go once."
"Hahaha..." The big man with a short head raised his head and laughed: "You let us go? You actually said let us go?"
"You can also say that I spared you." Zhou Ming said lightly: "If you had any sense, you would know that you should never mess with me!"
The eyes of the short-haired man suddenly became several times colder, and his voice seemed to be without any emotion: "Before taking action, I want to ask you one last question, why did you save him just now?"
"I didn't plan to save him." Zhou Ming said, "I was just afraid of getting my book dirty."
"You are too crazy." The short-haired man gritted his teeth and said, "I will make you regret it!" After saying that, he waved his hand, and four or five people behind him rushed over.
Outside the manor, a dilapidated police Santana came to the door quietly without sounding its siren or flashing its lights. It looked like a police car passing by by chance. But this police car stopped without hesitation.
At the gate of this manor.
In the car, a young policeman was saying something on the walkie-talkie, with a very helpless tone: "Captain, I really read that right, those traffickers are gathered here, and the young girls who have disappeared recently are inside.
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"Use your brain before doing anything!" A rude voice came over the intercom and said, "We don't even look at whose territory it is. Can we afford Tiger King? Get back here!"