Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 151: Murder

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Guo Jiaming really came to buy it early. He also knew that this early shop near the police station had a lot of buns with thin fillings, delicious and delicious. Usually Yuan Mei went the long way to buy him. Today he can only come by himself-who wants to run into Zhou Qingfeng ... and hug his wife!

The strength of Yuan Mei's original struggle was not great, but when her husband showed up, a shy face followed the flush, and he quickly broke away from Zhou Qingfeng's and ran to Guo Jiaming to explain.

Guo Jiaming turned away when he was angry, Yuan Mei naturally followed, and Zhou Qingfeng finally shouted, "Wait, take these early."

"I don't want it." Yuan Mei is going to clarify the relationship with Zhou Qingfeng, where will he take his things.

Just Zhou Qingfeng let the boss pack it and put the bag into the Yuan Mei hand, "I am innocent with you, why do you have to explain so hurriedly? You struggled in the police station for a whole day, this vain and mood When I ran out to eat early, I really do n’t know why you followed him with stubbornness? "

"I'm happy, can you control it? I never regret anything I believe." Yuan Mei stubbornly tilted his head and grabbed the hand of Guo Jiaming, a pair of 'marry chicken with chicken and dog with dog 'Small by appearance.

Yuan Mei did n’t take Zhou Qingfeng as soon as possible. Zhou Qingfeng could only put a bag full of soy milk fritters into the Guo Jiaming, and said fiercely: "You have to be good to Sister Yuan, otherwise God Won't let you go. "

Zhou Qingfeng tucked in earlier, turned around, and returned to the stall, sitting back to Yuan Mei, as if turning his anger into appetite, the wind and the clouds began to sweep the various buns on the desktop. Guo Jiaming looked at a large bag full of food in his hand, and slightly pulled his hand and said to his wife: "Let's go."

"You really accept Xiao Zhou's stuff? Don't be angry?" The young woman was still worried that her husband would get angry.

"Since you are innocent, the matter just now is fine." Guo Jiaming has become indifferent. "Last night when the police came, I was scared that I didn't sleep well all night. Now I am really hungry."

"Xiao Zhou just hugged me, he was just ..." Yuan Mei also wanted to explain clearly.

But Guo Jiaming has already found a meat bun from the bag and stuffed it into his mouth. He said indistinctly: "It ’s okay to hug it, as long as you do n’t go to bed."

"What's the matter! Husband, don't think about it." Yuan Mei waved his hands again and again, and the whole person was anxious. "I and Xiao Zhou are really innocent, and the kid is a bit overbearing. Grumpy. "

"It's okay if it's okay, it's okay if it's okay." Saying Guo Jiaming was eating buns while holding his arms around Yuan Mei's waist. Seeing his daughter-in-law followed with a low eyebrow, he looked back to see that Zhou Qingfeng was still burying his head in the early stall to eat, but instead he was proud.

Guo Jiaming thought: Zhou Xiaozi must have coveted my wife, but from the way my wife looks, he should have failed. He envied me for having such a good daughter-in-law, only to be greedy. The previous assumptions should have been wrong, and Bai worried.

Guo Family is gone, Zhou Qingfeng is just like a big stomach king, almost eating the full table soon. Aunt Zhang only sighed on the side and repeatedly said: "Eat slower, eat slower! Alas ..., you kid, you are also stubborn. Why do you want Yuan Mei?"

"Aunt, I didn't say that I had to ask for Sister Yuan. You really wanted to. I just felt that Sister Yuan was very pitiful, so hard to make money, but had a pustule." Zhou Qingfeng was angry.

"That's someone else's business, don't worry about it." Aunt Zhang said, suddenly drawing two photos from his pocket. "Look, do you like these two women? A thirties, Just divorced, no children. A twenties, with children, but her husband went bankrupt and went missing two years ago.

This is the kind you like. If you want to have a chest and a **** and a butt, they are all serious women, but they are not casual. And people just want to find a man to rely on, it doesn't matter if they get married or not.

I showed you your photos. When I said that you are 1.8 meters tall, big and big, you can make money, and your character is good, people want to see you. You find a time, I will lead you to talk with people, maybe you can get better. "

Zhou Qingfeng could n’t help crying, laughing, and glanced at the photo. Both women looked pretty good. It turned out that what the aunt said was chest and chest, buttocks and hips. But he wasn't too interested in this La Langpei's approach, so he changed the subject and said: "Aunt, I have something else I want you to do."

"What can you compare to finding a woman for you? You should also be reassured, don't put your idea on Yuan Mei. Otherwise, if both of them met, they both said If you do n’t want to get married, you just want to find a partner. It ’s not impossible for you to take both of them. It ’s just to give people some living expenses every month. ”Aunt Zhang is very enthusiastic about this matter.

But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Aunt, can you help me run the sports car office? My smuggled pick-up still has a US license. How much will it cost me to give me a number. "

It ’s okay to license a smuggled car. But this is always cheaper than buying a new car. Zhou Qingfeng directly handed over 10,000 pieces from the Fang Ruhu home last night to Aunt Zhang, "This matter will trouble you."

Ten thousand pieces are also quite thick, and Aunt Zhang will not let go immediately after taking the money. She never mentioned the "woman" anymore, and immediately nodded and agreed, "Yes, let me do this. There are many old sisters I know, and there are always some relationships that can give you a license."

Fill the account that was amortized earlier, and then say goodbye to Aunt Zhang. The full-filled Zhou Qingfeng slowly walks on the street to eat. It has been a day and a half since this second return, and the rest of the day and a half is very tense.

Zhou Qingfeng hopes to get the artificial throat knot in this day and a half, and see if it can be used for Minsk when returning to Wasteland? If you don't get it this time, Minsk will have to lie on the hospital bed for at least ten more days, which is a big trouble for the Zhou Qingfeng's team.

So, Zhou Qingfeng went to the city hospital again, directly registered and asked a doctor to ask a friend for consultation.

"Doctor, I asked about the reconstruction of the laryngeal node last time. Actually, a friend of mine had a car accident and the cartilage of the laryngeal node shattered. It is said that I must have an artificial laryngeal node. Someone is also suffering from a laryngeal knot injury, so I would like to ask him how he is being treated? "

“Oh, that ’s right! Last night our hospital admitted a wounded policeman whose throat knot was pierced with a knife. But this kind of operation is not small, it ’s not big, do n’t worry too much. The key is Prepare at least tens of thousands of surgical expenses. "

"Did that police have surgery?"

"Operation this afternoon."

"Operation this afternoon. So, after the operation, do I have to go to ICU intensive care?"

"You are worried about the cost of the ICU, which is actually not needed. This is not a surgery for important organs such as the brain and organs. After the operation, it is generally in the general ward."

"In a general ward. Is this policeman choosing a domestic or imported artificial throat?"

"Imported from Switzerland, a throat knot 180,000, the most expensive and the best kind."

"Convenient to tell me, is this policeman in that ward? I want to talk to their family."

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient. This injured person has no family members beside him. Occasionally, his police colleague will come to see him. Normally, our nurse should take care of him."

"No one is standing by him? That's good! Oh ... It's okay, it's okay, isn't that just curiosity? I just ask, just ask." (To be continued.)