"Oh my God, this is too much. You said you killed the boss of the second largest gang in District 7 with a carrot?!" Dali screamed.

"Yes, mainly because there was no other suitable thing at hand at that time, so I could only use my imagination a little bit." Wei Ze said.

"But there is only one bullet left in your gun. How can you escape after killing the target?! At this time, the little brother of the Greyhound should have arrived too. How many people are there, one thousand or two thousand?" Dali said nervously, as if he was in a siege.

"That's another story, Dali."

"Oh, don't do this~" Dali said with a bitter face. "It's still long. We can only change shifts with the next group after dawn. Isn't it good to chat like this? In exchange, I can also tell you the embarrassing things that happened when I went to the amusement park when I was a child."

"I'm not sure if I want to hear that kind of thing."

The temporary patrolman's job is very simple. The patrol routes are all divided and planned. Just follow them. In a sense, it is a bit like a toy duck with a clockwork. From this point of view, it can be seen that the police station has no hope for this group of people, but just uses them to conduct exhibitions and fool the people.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Weize and his team completed the handover and began to wander the street.

"This is not fair," Dali complained, "No intention to offend, but you all have handsome lives, just like those wonderful novels, only my life is boring. My previous life was to go to school and then go home to prepare dinner for my mom. Oh, by the way, the creamy mashed potatoes I made are delicious. When will you come to my house to visit, I will make it for you to eat."

Dali said as he moved his chubby body. He walked very funny, like a big meatball with legs.

"You should thank your parents, the vast majority of people on this planet are eager to have an ordinary childhood like you."

Weize threw the rubber baton in his hand into the trash can beside him. The gun control on Mars is very loose, and gangsters like Andre can get hot weapons. If they really encounter some thugs, this toy-like thing has no effect except giving the other party a reason to shoot you.

"When I was sixteen, I had to become a bounty hunter in order to make money. I still remember that the first order I had to deal with was a fraudster. I thought there was no danger at that time, but as soon as I turned around, the old guy grabbed the fruit knife beside him and inserted it on my back. Later, I lay in the bed for a full week and missed that Super Bowl. Do you know what enlightenment this matter gave me, Dali?"

"What?" Dali said curiously. He was the best listener, always pricking his ears, not wanting to miss even a punctuation mark.

"Never trust a scam."

Dali laughed like a pig's chirping when he heard this, "Man, this is so funny. Maybe you should consider being a talk show host. If you have this talent, you will definitely be a mess."

"I will seriously consider this proposal." After drinking the second can of snowflakes, Weize pinched the can and threw it into the recyclable trash can on the side of the road.

At this moment, an extended version of Tesla drove past them. The driver was a rich second generation, holding the steering wheel in one hand and groping on the supermodel female companion beside her, which made the latter feel coquettish. The rich second generation noticed the two people standing on the street at this time. Seeing that the police uniforms on them were not restrained, they became even more exaggerated, and put their entire palm into the model's underwear.

At the same time, another Phantom Ghost Supercar rushed away at a speed of more than 120 miles, and the driver also stretched out a middle finger from the window.

"Don't be as knowledgeable as those idiots, they are all little bastards from rich families." Seeing that Weize had been staring at the two luxury cars, Dali thought he was uncomfortable, so he quickly comforted him, and then muttered, "But the Phantom speeded just now, is it our responsibility to speed? We can't catch up with us without placing a car with us."

Weize withdrew his gaze and asked Dali, "Did you find that there are too many luxury cars tonight?"

"Didn't you read the news? Winston Company has a jewelry exhibition tonight, and invited many celebrities and wealthy people on Mars. Those people should have attended the banquet just now."

Wei Ze said oh, and he remembered that Ye Ya's gangster Andre had used this to trick him into the toy factory.

"Well, it has nothing to do with ordinary people like us anyway, so let's continue patrolling." Dali said.

…………

Weize slept until the afternoon, and finally made up for the sleep he owed last night.

After getting up, I checked my personal terminal first and found that the information in it was from Dali. The latter asked him what the burger tasted, whether he had watched the new issue of Mars Girls, and whether he would play games together on weekends... There were six items in total, all of which were trivial matters. Weize already regretted giving his communication method to the other party.

He washed his hair with cold water, then sat down in front of the computer with a toothbrush in his mouth, and habitually clicked on a website called Menhera Fan Club. This was a local forum created by a group of old hunters including him back then. The main purpose was to find a place for some guys who like water groups to brag and spank.

It can also be seen from this name that menhera fans will be a bit prank, so its founders did not expect that this website would live so long and have developed to this day, becoming the largest unofficial hunter forum on the entire Mars. The news here is sometimes faster than the official website, and there are also many kinds of gossips.

As a result, just after entering the password today, Wei Ze found that the entire forum had completely exploded, and the number of posts soared more than ten times as usual, and some ten-year-old diving parties also appeared.

The top posts also use the most eye-catching title to be bold

——An emergency!!! The Martian crisis!!!

Weize sneered. People who don’t know about this title thought Mars would be blown away in the next second. The forum has been cracking down on this title party behavior recently. He blocked more than 100 accounts last month. Unexpectedly, there are still guys who are not afraid of death now.

Weize clicked into that post and the beginning was a video, which was located in a luxury hotel, with a small runway, with models wearing various jewelry walking on it, and below were guests wearing extraordinary clothes, holding champagne and talking. The video was asking their female companions which necklace they like.

Wei Ze's heart moved and remembered the jewelry exhibition at Winston last night, so he continued to watch it.
Chapter completed!