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Chapter 4 February Rain(2/2)

The black shadows carried the sticks and walked towards her swayingly. The leader whispered: "The broken railing of the grass is quite sharp, hey, I almost poked a few of them!"

The two behind also cursed: "Is this girl a bat? She just picks her out in the middle of the night?"

Su Hao's pupils shrank, and he slowly folded his hands into his sweatshirt pocket, pinched the spray bottle in his pocket, and unplugged the bottle cap.

"Hey," the dark shadows suddenly stopped, "Why is there a fucking bat?"

Su Hao's thumb pressed on the bottle cap loosened and heard the sound of extremely steady footsteps coming from behind him.

Looking back, I saw someone who was unexpected.

It's her new deskmate.

"Let's go." Xu Lie said calmly and walked over and stood sideways in front of her.

Su Hao looked at his silhouette and suddenly felt inappropriate.

She blinked quickly, and had no time to think deeply about why he was here, and turned her gaze to the opposite side: "Can you do it?"

"Two minutes."

Three people with sticks, fighting alone for two minutes is the limit.

Su Haogan swallowed it, made a quick decision, and from the angle that the person on the opposite side could not see, he stuffed the spray in his pocket into his hand: "I'll call someone." After that, he turned around and ran towards the security room.

I ran too fast, and the wind was whistling in my ears, and I couldn't hear the sound behind me.

In one minute, Su Hao opened the door of the security room.

For a minute and a half, the security guard hurried towards the alley.

Su Hao took a break and followed again. When he returned to the alley, he saw Xu Lie squatting there on one knee, slowly tying his shoelaces.

She panted and ran over with the security guard, looking up and down at the intact Xu Lie: "Where is the person?"

Xu Lie stood up with his knees: "Let's go."

"Just, just leave?"

"Um."

"How did you go?"

When Xu Lie was silent, he turned a corner outside the iron wall. Three men with gold and silver chains were hunched, hunched their backs, dragging their soft bodies to support each other, limping and struggling.

"What's the origin of this guy?..."

"Is it okay for the boss?"

"Oh yo yo yo yo help...be gentle!"

Of course, these sounds cannot be heard in the iron wall.
Chapter completed!
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