Chapter five hundred and fifteen the hardest to steal a woman's heart
If the meeting between Laura and He Shang was a fate, then it was an extreme coincidence. A pair of men and women with superpowers met the spark of passion without knowing each other, and after they were done, they actually
Falling in love with a chrysanthemum, the chance is simply lower than winning two five million dollars in a row, but today I met it in this foreign land, I really don’t know whether to be grateful or to shake my head. This chapter is written for you by netizens
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Xu Qing didn't know how to ask now, so he asked casually: "Apart from the two of us, have you used your powers to detect other Chinese people recently?"
It was this unconscious question that made Laura's heart skip a beat. She thought for a moment and finally told the story about how the military asked her to use supernatural powers to detect thieves after the 'Triangle of Gods' was stolen. The reason was very simple.
, the thief was Chinese, she thought it should be included in the answer.
Xu Qing didn't expect that he would gain something unexpected by asking casually, but when he asked about the role of the 'Triangle of Gods', Laura couldn't answer. At that time, she was only responsible for finding clues related to the thieves, and was not interested in other things. The military
The less you know about your secrets, the better.
"Laura, if I let you go now, will you take revenge?" Xu Qing asked a question that even he himself found a bit ridiculous.
Laura said without any hesitation: "No, because I have no confidence that I can deal with you, not to mention that this matter is not worth the risk of life."
The answer is straightforward, but there is a convincing reason. As a gifted person with superpowers, if you have strong enough abilities, you can get wealth and all kinds of material things at your fingertips. If life is beautiful, why bother?
Risking your life?
An ant lives in vain, let alone a person with superpowers who is superior to ordinary people. Such people often know how to cherish life better and know better how to weigh the pros and cons.
Xu Qing was very satisfied with Laura's answer. He stepped forward and said, "After I let you go, I hope you can draw the Chinese man's head again, and then you can leave."
Laura nodded and said: "Okay, prepare paper and pen, I only need five minutes to draw."
Xu Qing hummed, waved to He Shang standing aside and said, "What are you still doing? Go and prepare paper and pen." After saying that, he took out the knife from his waist and cut the rope behind Laura.
Laura, who had regained her freedom, tore off the black cloth from her eyes and stared at Xu Qing in front of her with her deep black pupils. This young man known as the boss was very powerful, but also very mysterious. No matter what,
It is never a wise move to make an enemy of this kind of person.
"Dear boss, can I ask you one more question?" Laura seemed to have identified the young man in front of her with the last name Lao and Da, with a little ambiguity in the prefix.
Xu Qing smiled calmly and said: "You ask, in fact everyone hates being seen through their thoughts, and don't just add "dear" in front of the boss." This is equivalent to reminding Laura not to use supernatural powers to spy on other people's thoughts.
Especially him.
Laura rubbed her xiōng twice in an exaggerated manner. She always felt like it was being squeezed to pieces. It took a few strokes to feel a little better.
"Boss, why did you come to Las Vegas?" Laura wanted to ask this question at first. A frighteningly powerful Chinese suddenly appeared in her usual territory. This was not a pleasant thing.
matter.
Xu Qing casually picked up the suitcase at his feet, patted it and said, "Of course it's to make money. I'm here to participate in the World Gambling King Competition, and I want to make money, lots and lots of endless money."
Laura smiled, and the unpleasantness just now was instantly forgotten by her, and she still felt like she had found a soulmate, because she had vowed to make money a long time ago, and make lots and lots of endless money.
"Boss, are you good at gambling?" Whether it is a man or a woman, once they find resonance, they will naturally talk more. Laura now wants to use telepathy to spy on the thoughts in the young old man's mind.
But she didn't dare to do this, so the most direct way was to continue asking questions.
Xu Qing smiled and said: "There are a few that are the best. If you are lucky, you can win money."
Laura wanted to continue asking questions. At this time, He Shang didn't know where he got paper and pen, or a charcoal pen specially used for sketching.
What was promised must always be completed. Laura could only patiently step forward to take the pen and paper, sit at the desk not far away and start to outline the image of the Chinese in her memory again. Fortunately, no one came here these days.
When I asked her to do something, the image in my memory remained clear and complete. In less than five minutes, a bust appeared on the paper.
After completing all this, there was no need for Laura to stay here. Before leaving, she actually said goodbye to Xu Qing politely, but she gave He Shang a disgusted look in her eyes. So you need to keep one thing in mind.
Never bring up the matter of your stepmother when you are having sex, otherwise the consequences of running into Laura will be quite serious.
Seeing Laura leave, He Shang was still a little uneasy. He took out a cigarette and handed it to Xu Qing, helped him light the fire, and then said with lingering fear: "Boss, you just let her go like this?"
Xu Qing took a puff of smoke and said, "How about not letting her go? Could it be that she really chopped the person into pieces and flushed them down the drain?" As he said this, he walked to the desk and reached out and picked up the Chinese portrait drawn by Laura.
The painting shows a man who has been affected by jīngjīng, with narrow cheeks, high cheekbones on both sides, and a pair of small eyes. The most obvious feature is the two splayed mustaches at the corners of his mouth. Put together, he really looks like a deer-headed rat.
The appearance of a thief.
"He Shang, come here and take a look, do you recognize this guy?" Xu Qing raised the portrait in his hand. He instinctively felt that this matter should be somehow related to the mission Ren Bing mentioned before coming to the United States.
After all, He Shang has stayed in Wuhun Base for a longer time and knows more people.
He Shang walked over with a smile and took a closer look. The smile on his face suddenly froze: "Uh, why is it this old thief?"
Xu Qing put the sketch in his hand to the tip of He Shang's nose: "See clearly, who is he?"
He Shang stretched out his hand to push the portrait back, and said confidently: "Don't look at it, this face is unique, the number one thief of the Sacred Blade, jet lag, I have seen this guy once before, and I will never forget it in my life.
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Time difference, the word after it has the same sound as postman, a second-level member of the Holy Blade, under the jurisdiction of Huan Zun, this man is over fifty years old, according to his own boast, his ancestors were moved by the fleas on the drums in Liangshan, Shuibo in the late Northern Song Dynasty.
, but in terms of stealing skills, he is definitely better than his ancestors. The reason is very simple. He has a special ability born for stealing, and he can become invisible and sneak.
Shi Lag once said boldly that there is nothing in the world that he cannot steal, except for one thing, a woman's heart. It takes a lot more effort to steal that thing than to steal Obadiah's kù or something.