Silly Zhu immediately sent Qin's mother away to serve the deaf old lady. Silly Zhu looked around himself and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he pushed his wheelchair to a remote alley nearby. This was the son of destiny in the previous courtyard.

The place where classmate Bangge hides his money.

"You're here." Shazhu said quietly.

"I'm here." A cold voice came from the shadow of the alley. The voice was as cold as a sword out of the body, and as cool as a sword out of its sheath.

Silly Zhu is sitting in a wheelchair under the sunlight, while the other party is in the shadow, with light and darkness intertwined, and darkness is clear.

At this moment, Shazhu felt that his cheap senior brother was very reliable and he had found the right person.

"You're here after all." Shazhu exhaled a long breath and said.

"I'm here after all." The person in the shadow still said in a cold tone.

"You shouldn't have come." Silly Zhu said.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You asked me to come, but you didn't let me come. Are you fucking looking for death? Is it fun to play tricks on me?" The man in the shadow came out, looking angry.

He said with a fierce look.

"Uh, he's just a young kid." When Sha Zhu saw the person's age, he immediately cursed his cheap senior brother for being unreliable.

Immediately, Silly Zhu changed his mind and thought, it was this young boy who did not attract attention, and his cheap senior brother still managed to survive.

"What? You look down on me? Even though my little bastard has just debuted, I'm not just for fun. If I hadn't seen you as a cripple, I would have had to make an opening in your body." After saying this, the little bastard took it out of his arms.

The knife gestured.

"You are the one who is crippled. I accidentally fell into the trap of a villain and was beaten by someone. Back then, I had a certain reputation in the world." Silly Zhu was stunned when he heard what the little bastard said.

Angry.

"A person who is crippled by being beaten is also a cripple." The little bastard said quietly.

Silly Zhu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Silly Zhu didn't want to get entangled in this topic because it was not a light matter.

"Your nickname is little bastard? I asked you to help me track down a person." Silly Zhu immediately told Yang Zhe's information.

"You don't need to keep an eye on this man when he is in the steel rolling mill or the courtyard. As long as he leaves the steel rolling mill or the courtyard, you can keep an eye on him secretly and tell me his whereabouts and what he is doing at any time." Silly Zhu followed the instructions of the deaf old lady.

said.

At the same time, Shazhu thought to himself that he had indeed never heard of the name of the little bastard. It seemed that this person had just debuted. It was good that he had just debuted. He was not famous and would not easily attract Yang Zhe's attention.

"Who are you talking about? Yang Zhe? The person who wrote "The Four Famous Catchers", "The Cold Water", "Skeleton Painting" and "The Murderer"?" The little bastard's tone suddenly rose an octave.
Chapter completed!