"If I ask you to pick me up, just do it."

After scolding him calmly, Qiao looked at him coldly and continued after a pause, "I don't care what you did before or what evil thoughts you had, but now I don't want to worry about an expose. Now I only care about whether you have the news I need, do you understand?"

His knuckles rapped rhythmically on the low counter, making a muffled sound.

"Thank you, generous sir."

Hearing Joe's words, Fat Taylor breathed a sigh of relief, with a flattering smile on his face. At the same time, a pair of dirty fat hands quickly gathered several photos together and put them into his pocket.

"Stop talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will burn you to ashes?"

Pour the dark beer into the glass filled with ice cubes, Qiao gave him a cold look, which made him tremble and quickly put away the smile on his face, and said seriously, "Mr. Qiao, there were a few people this morning. A man from the rebels came to my place and ordered a few glasses of cheap ale to inquire about information..."

"Say the point!"

After taking a sip of wine, Qiao's fingertips could barely detect traces of flames.

"Okay, okay!"

Fat Taylor was so frightened that he trembled and did not dare to say anything.

"They came to ask if anyone strange had been in town recently."

"How did you answer?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Qiao, of course I will answer no."

Hearing Qiao's question, the fat man put down the wine glass in his hand and his chest made a "pop" sound.

Qiao sneered disdainfully and carefully observed the eyes of the fat man in front of him, trying to find something.

Last time, after this guy patted his chest and promised, he immediately found someone to take advantage of.

So Joe didn't take this guy's words lightly.

However, after staring for a long time, Qiao didn't find anything in this guy's eyes.

After activating the talent and poor man's insight, in Joe's eyes, Fatty Taylor has two changes. If he lies, Taylor in Joe's eyes will be wrapped in a black aura and appear gloomy. If he does not lie, then everything is normal.

"Have the rebels left?"

After confirming that Fat Taylor did not lie to him,

After Qiao withdrew his gaze, he asked another question.

"Probably not yet, but it will be soon. They don't come to the town for a long time at a time. They will leave quickly after getting the information they want."

After thinking about it for a while, Fat Taylor gave his answer.

"You did a good job."

Patting Fat Taylor on the shoulder, making him a little flattered, Joe threw down a small stack of Arnies and stood up to leave.

When he went out, he took out the peaked cap that he had prepared in advance, and it happened to come in handy now.

The town was not big. After walking around for a few times, Joe saw a few rebels wearing gray-green camouflage uniforms and red scarves tied on their heads. They were carrying guns at the moment, and two or three people were carrying a The wooden box looks like walking outside the town.

The surrounding townspeople are obviously not surprised by this kind of thing, but they will stay away from it.

After finding a place where no one was around, Qiao activated the Heroic Spirit Transformation, turned into little starlight and disappeared on the spot, chasing a few rebels carrying boxes, and even sat carelessly in the back of a military jeep. Dou, not worried at all that his transformed heroic spirit will be discovered by this group of guys known as 'freedom fighters'.

The ability of a hero to transform into a spirit is between illusion and reality. In a sense, it can be regarded as invisibility. At least ordinary people will never be able to find it in themselves. They can neither touch nor touch it, let alone expect it to be visible to them. There was such a person somewhere missing, watching their every move.

There were about seven or eight rebels in the town. There were two military jeeps made by Stark Industries, one carrying people and one pulling goods. Joe was not sitting in the jeep pulling goods, but was with this group of people. Guys huddle together.

Although he knew that the body after becoming a heroic spirit had no sense of smell and could only hear and see, Qiao always felt that the guys sitting next to him had not taken a shower for who knows how long, and they smelled bad...

The two jeeps drove back and forth, leaving billows of smoke and dust on the desert.

As Joe guessed, the place where Tony Stark was imprisoned was the forest behind the desert.

"Tell me, why did the boss give me half a day to do things this time? It doesn't usually take just one day. I thought I could find a few girls to relax today. It's really disappointing."

A rebel soldier sitting in the carriage complained unhappily.

"Who knows, maybe they are afraid that we will be spotted when we come out. After all, the kidnapped guy who can build missiles is known as the 'godfather of arms' in industry, and he is very capable."

"It's Tony Stark, the godfather of weapons at Stark Industries."

"No matter how capable you are, you still won't be caught in a stupid place by us."

"You two, please be careful when chatting. The boss specifically told us to be careful."

"What are you afraid of? It's just us brothers. Is it possible that there are ghosts here listening?"

The discussions between the few people were all in various incomprehensible languages, and to Qiao's ears it was like yelling and screaming, like listening to a book from heaven.

but,

If Joe could understand,

Maybe you will silently complain in your heart, "There are really ghosts listening here..."

The speed of the two jeeps is very fast. Although they are driving on the desert, it does not affect their speed. This kind of jeep specially made for the desert can walk smoothly on the soft sand.

After a short drive,

Two Jeeps specially manufactured by Stark Industries drove out of the desert and into the mountains...

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