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In the apartment where Hua Shaotuan stayed, Sun Chao was calling someone. Although Xu Chuan had already gone to find him, he still had to make other preparations.

Song Qian was not idle either. She was calling her friends to see who could help.

Jin Daxi was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were red and she was deeply blaming her. Of course, everyone else was persuading her.

This kind of thing cannot be avoided and no one wants it to happen.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, everyone who saw Xu Chuan had not returned had almost given up.

"Did we call the police just now?"

Yuan Minghao was holding his cell phone and didn't know what he was looking at.

Zhao Yutong immediately agreed, "Yes, it's better to call the police before. Maybe it's been retrieved by handing it to the police."

A sentence appeared in everyone's mind, "Why didn't you say it just now?"

Everyone had different ideas, but there were already knocks outside.

Xu Chuan is back.

Jin Daxi looked at him with hope, which made Xu Chuan, who wanted to tease the other party, give up this idea.

Putting the thing on the table, Jin Daxi looked at his passport and immediately cried with joy, burst into tears.

“Hey…”

Xu Chuan grinned, what does this mean?

The woman cried while saying thank you to Xu Chuan, and then searched for her own bank card in a stack of cards.

“Many of them are not mine.”

Jin Daxi sobbed and detected his own, leaving more than a dozen pictures on the table.

Xu Chuan looked at the other party, "Is it gone?"

Look at the other person nodded, and then throw the rest directly into the trash can.

"Wipe your wallet, that kid throws it into the trash can."

"Ah~"

Kim Daxi doesn't care much, he can change one at most.

"Okay, I'll go back to my room to take a shower."

Xu Chuan stood up and prepared to go out, but was stopped by Chen Zi.

"What's wrong with your hand?"

The sharp-eyed Chen Zi saw the blood on Xu Chuan's hand, "Are you injured again?"

Xu Chuan glanced at him, "Oh, this is not my blood."

This is what he left when he hits people, "I have to give that kid some memory."

Then he took out a stack of cash from his pocket, "Sister, I'll invite you to eat Michelin."

"Where did you get the money?"

"I can't do it all night."

Judging from his expression, Chen Zi knew that this was definitely a stolen money.

The matter was successfully resolved, and the program team was very happy. Sun Chao immediately reported his safety to the country.

He felt that he seemed to be a little too much, so he might as well wait for Xu Chuan to come back before talking.

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Michael Mason, who was beaten up on the other side, ran out for two kilometers in one breath, and then circled back to the vicinity of Pigal.

It was only after I felt that the other party did not follow him that I sat down on the side of the road.

He could have felt before that the other party might have really thought about killing him, and he had wandered between life and death several times.

I sat down at a bar on the street, then asked the bartender for a glass of beer and drank it all.

Only then did his heartbeat return to normal.

Then he thought of something, not only was he beaten that night, but he even did it in vain.

Fortunately, I had not given the woman the three hundred euros, otherwise I would have lost a lot this time.

It's so damn, he subconsciously slapped the table and attracted everyone's attention.

His bruised nose and swollen face immediately aroused the alert of others.

He cursed in a low voice and wanted to check out and leave, but then he realized that the group not only took away their harvest for the night, but also took away their wallet.

Fuck...

He took off his shoes, found a piece of cash from it and threw it on the table.

When he walked out of the bar, his eyes immediately glanced at everyone around him, and almost instantly he saw the situation of these passers-by.

Especially if you have money or not, can you do it?

I always have to work overtime to make up for my losses.

Finally, his eyes fell on the woman who was calling on the roadside. The woman was tall and had short golden curly hair, wearing a blue sweater and skirt, and looked like a white-collar worker.

She seemed to be arguing with the person on the other side of the phone about something.

Michael Mason looked at the shoulder bag in the woman's hand. This kind of emotional person is the best to start.

Not long after, the woman hung up the phone, sat down on the roadside steps, took off the golden wig from her head and stuffed it into her bag, revealing her original brown hair.

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Michael Mason seized the opportunity and walked over immediately, quickly picked up the bag that was placed next to the woman.

His movements were as natural as if he was helping his girlfriend get something.

His professional feeling tells himself that there is definitely something high-value in this bag, maybe jewelry, who knows.

When the woman raised her head and wiped her face, she reached out to touch her side, she realized that her bag was gone.

She stood up in horror, looked around in panic, and then chose a direction to look over.

That thing, that thing must not...

Michael Mason, who had taken the bag, quickly walked to a place where no one was around and began to check the things in the bag.

First, there was a wig, which was on the woman's head.

Then there was a teddy bear below. He continued to search inside and found another mobile phone.

He just picked it up and the ringtone of his cell phone rang, which scared him.

After thinking about it, I started to pick it up. The other party was an angry man, a French man.

He said anxiously in French, "Zoe, say something to me, please..."

A guy trapped in love, Michael Mason thought so.

Hang up the phone and put this only thing that can still be sold for some money in your pocket.

Then he got up, shook his head and cursed, and this time he missed it, and there was nothing in his bag.

He walked across the intersection with his bag and threw it next to the trash can.

Walking forward, I was about to find another prey, took out a cigarette from my pocket, and prepared to light it.

A huge explosion sounded from behind without warning, and then he took off in the air.
Chapter completed!