who ripped off the leader

Safi smiled: "We are here to rob."

Brother Furoshiki: "... Which family are you from?"

"We are..." Qi Ya smiled and showed two rows of big white teeth-this Xiaojie-like expression is not to mention how inconsistent it is on his face, "Phantom Troupe."

Safi nodded: "That's right."

Xiaojie: "..."

Leorio: "..."

——It can be seen that these two have been masters and apprentices for many years.

Thirty or so small packages were found from Brother Fushiki, and Safei didn't bother to verify them one by one—after all, it was easy for him to unpack this thing, but it was difficult to pack it back—all of them were packed and handed over to the beating enemy. Zai Youkexin's eyeliner was taken back and dealt with by Mi Ji.

The furoshiki brother watched all his belongings being confiscated, but he couldn't even resist. The silver-haired, cute and kind little brother is now holding him with his hand, moving a little electric current ...Forgive him for not being trained in electric shock tolerance.

After Safei sent the things out, he suddenly turned his head and gave Brother Fushiki a friendly smile.

It made him shiver.

Qi Ya didn't hesitate to catch up with the electric current...

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, the furoki brothers were stripped clean: "..." This group of people are real bandits.

"Come, come..." Sa Fei dragged a bar stool to sit in front of him, smiling all over his face, "Let's discuss the internal arrangement of your underworld personnel, and how many underworld-inspired people like you are the secret weapon. "

"...I wouldn't even say it if I was killed."

Safi smiled: "Qiya."

"Zizizi——" Qiya blew and pressed his fingers after discharging the electricity, and sighed, "I have been tortured by others since I was a child, and this is the first time I personally tortured... If you are not careful If you killed someone, please forgive me."

Taking a look at the half-dead captive, Safi was a little glad that Leorie had taken Xiaojie out early in the morning: "Will you tell me?"

Brother Baoshi gritted his teeth: "...I won't say anything even if I die."

"Qiya."

"Zizzi-"

After playing like this for a whole day, the furoshiki brothers finally couldn't bear it anymore, and weakly squeezed out two words: "...I said..."

"That's it..." Sa Fei dragged him out of Qi Ya's hands in boredom, completely ignoring that Qi Ya was still discharging, "But I don't want to hear it now."

He raised his camera to this brother: "Come take a picture, remember to smile - one, two, three, eggplant!"

After the countdown, the people on the ground were left with nothing but an empty shell.

Qi Ya asked calmly, "What about the corpse?"

"Of course it's looking for an opportunity to stuff it back into the Semetali Building... No, it's the treasury for the new auction."

"But……"

"You know, there will be mummies in this auction, right?" Safi said with a smile, "Stuffing this guy into a box, and then stuffing the box into their new vault, isn't it very difficult."

So, that night, Safei took little Jie Qiyaleoli together to find the Dadike family who had rushed to Youkexin City to communicate their feelings.

"Grandpa Zeng, grandpa, father, elder brother." Standing in front of his elders, Qi Ya forced himself to call out one by one according to their seniority. The other party's response was a nod and an "en", only his elder brother was very grateful. Looking at him with relief: "I've made progress, not bad."

Curt next to him echoed, "Congratulations, third brother."

Qi Ya: "..." Why did he feel that it was more difficult?

The elders booed and greeted Qiya, and even brought his friends Xiaojie and Leorie, and Safi had a more happy chat with Yier fans.

"After Mi Ji looked at the list of this auction, let me tell you to leave him a gi."

"Gi?" Safi looked innocently at Ill fans, "Isn't that only available in public auctions after the 3rd? What we robbed were all underground auctions, how could there be?"

"Mi Ji knew that you would say that, and he specifically told me that what he wanted was one of the four from the underground auction. On the surface, sooner or later, the three will go to the rich man Batra who has been collecting gi for a long time. In his hands, he no longer intends to fight for it."

Sa Fei touched his chin: "It seems that my apprentice understands me quite well..."

"Of course he knows you very well." Yi Ermi's big eyes have never been bright, and sometimes people wonder if he is blind. "He is in charge of intelligence."

"……Too."

"The latest information is...you have taken over Mosenal." Elmi tilted her head, "Really?"

"Tsk, it's not good if the apprentice is too capable...it makes the master have no desire at all," Sa Fei said, and suddenly showed a mean smile, "By the way, do you know what Mosenal is? Sao years?"

Yier fans answered directly with a string of nails.

"Hey, I'm not joking." Sa Fei looked serious, although his soul still exuded a breath of beating, but his shell was still quite serious, "It's not a killer agency or an intelligence agency, and it can't compete with your family for business. , you can rest assured."

"How can it be?"

"Mosenal..." Safi let out a long breath, and then said, "That's a secret."

Yierfan directly teamed up with Qiya and Curt, who were eavesdropping, to beat up Safei—of course Safei didn't fight back, and even pretended to dodge reluctantly, so that the group of people beat him up.

After beating up Safi, the Yier fans said: "You should tell the truth, there are many more people who place orders to kill you now than before. If we keep not accepting orders, it will be bad for our reputation for beating enemies. has had an impact."

"There's nothing to say. That place is a secret. Even if I take over now, I don't know what's going on there..." Safei shrugged, "It's just the owner in name."

"Not only?"

"That's all there really is."

Yi Ermi said blankly: "If someone wants to kill you, I will give them a discount."

Sa Fei, a dead pig, is not afraid of boiling water: "You can't kill me even if you beat it halfway, so accept your fate."

"I let you live before, because no one has placed an order to kill you, and the price of the order is too low."

"Now you can't kill me even after they offer a sky-high price. Let's just say it's ridiculous. He's in charge of intelligence. If that's the case, will he provide you with information? Don't you always love your family? Do you embarrass yourself, Didi? Do you have the heart?"

"He is my younger brother, what are you an outsider?"

"I'm still his master, you big brother who hasn't cared much about him, do you have the nerve to say that?"

"It's his duty to provide information to the inside of the Beat Enemy family."

"If he can't keep working in your house, I can take him out to rob the house."

"You are breaking the law. I can't watch you be so ridiculous."

"Don't talk so high-soundingly, are killers and intelligence trading legal?"

Two people come and go, talking to each other endlessly.

Leorie ==: "This is the legendary friend who has a good relationship?"

Qi Ya laughed dryly: "Is our family a family of killers? Of course we can't judge it according to common sense..."

"Didi-di-di-di-"

Xiaojie took out his cell phone and looked: "It's Kurapika's call."

Sa Fei floated over and answered the phone: "Hello."

"It's me." Kurapika's voice drifted out from the phone, "Everything is going according to plan now, and the Phantom Troupe returned empty-handed. One came back... dressed in fur, looked like a gorilla, with a bear's body, and that long hair seemed to be pulled from a wild dog..."

I could vaguely hear the guy who was caught roaring: "You are the wild dog!"

"...I know who it is." Sa Fei sighed, "Just don't let this guy die."

"I can't be the master."

"In other words, even if you let him go, you can't let him die." He still has a little friendship with Wo Jin.

"...Well, I understand."

Kurapika hung up the phone, and Wojin next to him became more interested: "Huh? Are you an acquaintance... Uh..."

Kurapika withdrew his fist calmly: "Well, it's an acquaintance."

The author has something to say: Uh, two things—both because my Internet traffic is about to run out:

1.28. No update on the 30th, double update on the 2500th (yes, there will be an update on New Year’s Eve, although it will depend on the situation later), the number of words in each update is [-]+

2. I have seen all of Nimeng’s comments, and let me breathe a sigh of relief. It turns out that most people are (originally) head black. The witty author suddenly feels that the future is bright... Although there is no traffic, I can’t reply to comments , but it is still possible to spy on the screen when the phone is not pumped

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