When Ander came out of the back room, Lu Mingfei was playing a game. Ander went over to take a look and found that it was StarCraft.
This guy has three computers against each other, playing Zerg, and he doesn't lose when facing these computers.
"Why don't you try to land on the beach?"
Lu Mingfei didn't even look up. He was organizing Feilong to steal the enemy's farmers.
"This is more fun than landing on the beach."
Interrupted by Patsy coming over just now, Lu Mingfei discovered this fun game. The formation of troops always arouses great interest among boys.
Ender looked at Lu Mingfei who was harassing the enemy. This kid moved very fast, and a team of dogs were playing vividly in his hands. F91 almost cried when he saw it and shouted: "With this skill, I can't beat a woman?"
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However, Ender was not very interested in this. StarCraft II was already an old game before he traveled through time, so naturally he would not be interested in the older StarCraft I.
Patsy stood next to Lu Mingze and saw that he was raising a QQ pet. The children of the Gattuso family had little entertainment. The little QQ pet made the boy's eyes shine.
However, he was careful not to speak and kept a safe distance from Lu Mingze to ensure that he would not be discovered by him.
"You guys pay attention to the time, I'm going out to buy a fish."
"knew!"
"clear."
The two children didn't even raise their heads, they were both immersed in the game. The game had not yet been labeled as an electronic drug, so there was no pressure for the two of them to play.
Ender walked out of the teahouse, turned to a side alley, checked his surroundings, and when he saw no one was there, he immediately cast a teleportation spell on himself.
As a master who can teleport, why do you need to make a car?
"Ouch, my butt."
As a result, Ender, a clumsy warlock, failed to calculate his position correctly and fell from mid-air.
This is the roof of the relevant department building, an open space. Ender had marked this place before so that he could get here faster.
He went downstairs from the rooftop, swiped his card to get on the elevator, and walked all the way to the conference room on the twelfth floor.
"I'm here, how about it."
The twelfth floor is the office of the special operations team, which has one of the best facilities in the building. At this time, Su Qiming and his men were sitting in the office, discussing something.
"Mr. Lu, you are here."
Su Qiming stood up and saluted Ander, and Ander quickly held him down.
"Don't make it so formal. How is the situation?"
Su Qiming replied seriously:
"We followed the clues and found one of their strongholds. According to the little drug leader, there will be a party tonight, and One Eye will also be there."
Ender was very satisfied with Su Qiming's efficiency. His enemy was Odin. It was better to deal with these minions as soon as possible.
Su Qiming was a little embarrassed and said in an uncertain tone:
"But that one-eyed man may not be real. Taking rash actions may alert the enemy."
In Su Qiming's view, the drug lord named One Eye must be a mixed race with a transcendent status, and it is impossible for him to personally work. The One Eye who appeared today must be a substitute.
Ander didn't care. He patted Su Qiming on the shoulder:
"Then call in all the relevant departments that you can, and we'll kill the chickens to scare the monkeys."
"W-why is this?"
Su Qiming was puzzled. If he alerted the enemy at this moment, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
"The relevant departments are not anti-narcotics police. We will arrest all the drug lords at the party later and give them a good scare to keep them in retreat for a while."
Su Qiming smiled bitterly, knowing that this was a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution.
"I'm afraid this won't last long."
Ander shook his finger and disagreed with Su Qiming's words.
"They don't need to be cowards for the rest of their lives, as long as they don't come out before next Friday."
According to the weather forecast, there will be a typhoon next Friday, when the Nibelungen Highway Zero will be open, and Ender is preparing for a decisive battle with Odin that day.
"You have to know that our enemy is Odin, and a typhoon is coming soon. Before that, these little minions must be quieted down."
Ender responded that since organizations like the fishing ground couldn't be killed at once, it was best not to let them bother him.
That's right, since you know how to scare someone away, you might as well be surprised.
The beatings made these people hurt and frightened, so that they would not dare to cause trouble when Ender rushed into the Nibelungs.
"So wait, the noise must be loud, and if you can shoot, shoot, but remember to leave one alive."
Ander imparted life experience to the younger generation, while Su Qiming touched his chin, thoughtfully.
"No, Mr. Lu, we don't need to keep anyone alive."
"You don't want information."
An excited smile appeared on Su Qiming's face. He pointed at a strong man with a ruddy complexion and a powerful body in the room and said:
"This is Ye Xin, the chaplain of our team. He can talk to the dead."
Conversation with the Dead is a priest's magic that can make the dead corpse speak, and information can be obtained without the need for a living person.
Ye Xin waved to Ander after hearing this. Ander was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chick in this small team.
"Then there's nothing more to say. Just kill those who resist and don't hit them on the head."
An hour later, in a unit building next to a pink hair salon on the outskirts of Minzhou, a bunch of people were crowded into a small room, drinking some kind of thick black drug.
"Let me tell you, if I don't drink Dali for a day, I will feel uncomfortable all over. If I drink Dali, I will feel uncomfortable for a day."
A man was holding a cough medicine called Powerful Water in his hand and was bragging loudly.
"That's because you're not used to it. Drinking too much at one time will cause diarrhea. Just like ice, it will be uncomfortable the first time."
The thin man next to him was holding a cigarette that was obviously spiked and enjoying dizziness.
"Look at this Binbin, he's drunk after just a few puffs. It's really too shameful."
A group of people looked at the thin man named Binbin, laughed at him, and boasted about their bravery.
"You're kidding, I'm very brave and good at skating."
A man came out of the back room with a blindfold on his left eye. Seeing him coming, the group of addicts who were having fun stopped playing and paid tribute to him.
"Hello, Brother Long."
"Brother Long is getting rich."
This is the initiator of this gathering, an underground drug lord named One-Eyed, who is the boss of this group of drug leaders.
But the word "one-eyed" doesn't sound very nice, so everyone calls him Brother Long.
"How's the goods?"
"Dali's sales were pretty good, but I didn't sell many fish."
One-Eye scratched his head irritably. He had been given a death order from above, and he must sell the Powerful Water and Ghost-Toothed Viper, but there was still a long way to go. Could it be that he had to pay for it himself?
Just when those poisonous leaders were trying their best to please One-Eye and get the goods from him.