Sitting in the car, Mars and Meng Zuo waited for the new tax collector to show up - Mars was familiar with this store. On the third Thursday of every month, it was the last one of the day - as for why

The reason for waiting here is that Mars is not sure when the other party will come elsewhere, but on Thursdays, this chain fruit store always postpones payment and closes the store after paying the fee.

So Mars parked the car at the preserved meat shop across the street from the fruit shop, and the two of them bought a large amount of preserved meat, eating while waiting for someone else.

District 23 is one of the seven most prosperous districts among the twenty districts in Xincheng District. Most of the people here are immigrants of all kinds. They have various reasons for not being able to enter Beicheng District. In the end, Xincheng District

Districts began to be established, and District 23 has a history of hundreds of years.

Compared with the old city to the north, this place has a more youthful atmosphere, but at the same time it is also a bit more mixed.

The Southern Police Headquarters of Thailand corresponds to the North Headquarters model and established the South Headquarters in Nancheng District. The number of police officers is three times that of the North. However, the police force is still stretched. It was not until the large-scale use of intelligent weapons that they had enough energy to deal with various evil forces.

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So Mars and Meng Zuo, who seemed to be strangers, soon met the patrol police who checked their ID cards - the young patrol policeman and three intelligent robot police officers. Although it was an inspection, Mars and Meng Zuo looked very different.

He wasn't old, and Tynan didn't stop the kids from eating snacks in his car, so he just smiled and held out his hand.

Before he could say anything, Mars and Meng Zuo handed their ID cards to his hands.

Scanning the ID card with the scanner in his hand, the young man nodded: "Why do you want to come to Nancheng District to play, boy?" He returned the ID card to Mars and Meng Zuo.

"I heard that the dried meat sold in this store is very delicious. Why don't you come here?" Of course, Mars came prepared. The dried meat they bought was the best in New Hangzhou.

"That's true, the jerky made in this shop is indeed very delicious. We often have diners from the north of the bridge come here. It's okay. I've announced your news on the platform. At least no one will come to check your ID cards today.

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"Thank you. Sir, please have a piece." Meng Zuo opened the bag in front of him. Perhaps he noticed the hesitation on the young police officer's face. Meng Zuo laughed: "Are the police and the people working together? Sir, please have a piece."

"Then you're welcome, thank you, little guy." The young policeman deliberately picked a small piece and took it into his hand.

Watching this person leave, Mars suddenly saw a young man in a suit. He combed his yellow hair back and fixed it with hairspray. He held a briefcase under his left arm, and the other end of the pet leash in his right hand actually held an electronic device.

Pet dog.

"Good guy, humans today actually charge protection fees like this." Watching the young man enter the fruit shop and be welcomed into the office by the store manager, Meng Zuo looked at Mars in surprise.

"Nonsense, when my dad was here, he would hold me in one hand and come to the door with a credit card machine in the other," Mars retorted.

"Then I can only say that times have changed so fast, look at people." Meng Zuo held the tablet in his hand. The refrigerator had already been put in place through the ventilation duct of the fruit shop, and now the tablet was storing what happened in the office.

All I saw was that the young man let the robot pet dog jump on the table, and then took out a credit card machine from the space on its back.

"It's only been a few years, and today's tax collectors are all looking like shit." Mars couldn't help but sigh. If his father had dressed like this back then, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to want to rob a bank.

—When you grow up, put on a suit and tie like this, lead a dog and carry a bag, and you will look like a decent gentleman.

You see, this is how environment shapes people.

Mal sighed as he started the car and walked towards the back alley of the fruit shop.

Meng Zuo hacked the surveillance camera that could see the whereabouts of the vehicle.

After entering the back alley, the originally white convertible turned into black, and even its appearance changed slightly.

Mars and Meng Zuo were sitting at the front of the car.

"He really left through the back door." Meng Zuo looked at Mars and sighed as the store manager led him towards the back door.

"Because the fruit shop is closed, it is impossible for him to walk in front of it." Mars got out of the car and leaned against the wall, and the young man walked out of the back door with his dog. His robot dog had been invaded by Meng Zuo, thus completing the rebellion.

It led its former owner into an ambush. When he found a car and a child in the back alley, in the blind spot of his vision, the electric shock device in Mars' hand had already reached his waist.

After knocking the guy down, Mars and Meng Zuo fixed the guy's hands and legs with plastic ropes, tied his mouth with the ropes, and threw him into the trunk of the car.

After starting the car, Mars and Meng Zuo jumped back into the driver's seat and passenger seat. The vehicle exited the back alley, and then headed south - outside the city where Mars was going.

The car drove out of the city using another identity, a snake oil identity account belonging to the tower, and left the city without being inspected.

After going around the path, the car stopped at a mountain recess. Meng Zuo got out of the car and went to open the secret safe house. When the parking space rose from the ground, Mars parked the car in the parking space, and then he and Meng Zuo walked together.

Went underground.

Putting on the mask and opening the rear door, Mars saw the struggling young man, and Meng Zuo pulled him out and dragged him to the torture chair.

"Who are you?" As soon as the rope around his mouth was torn away, the young man immediately asked.

"Where are the ledgers?" Mars asked.

When he heard the word "account book", the young man's face changed drastically: "You are crazy! I can't possibly tell you!"

"I know even if you don't tell me, it's in the hands of Claude Dauphin just like before, right?" Mars said and took a step back.

"How do you know!" After saying this, the young man finally understood. He looked at Mars with an expression of disbelief on his face: "You are Marley's child!"

"It's not a good thing to be too smart. I didn't want to kill you originally." Mars took the pistol handed over by Meng Zuo and pointed it at the young man.

"No, don't kill me! I, I'm getting married soon! No!" The young man screamed and struggled until he saw Mars pull the firing pin of the old-fashioned pistol in his hand: "Please

You! My wife has a child!"

He is begging.

"I know, and I also want to pity you, but in the final analysis, no one in this world forces you to be a villain." Mars smiled and pulled the trigger.

"The S14 safe house needs to be cleaned." Meng Zuo picked up the phone on the wall and said directly. After hearing the confirmation from the other side of the phone, Meng Zuo hung up the phone.

Returning to Mars, looking at him, Meng Zuo stretched out his hand.

Mars returned the gun in his hand to Meng Zuo.

"Do you feel sorry for him?"

"It's pitiful, but I also said that no one forced him to be a villain, but he still chose this path. Since he wants to seize the happiness of others to create happiness for himself, he must have the awareness to be broken by others.

The world has become so predatory, and they have a share of the credit."

After saying that, Mars walked to the sink, washed his hands, and sprayed some soft glue onto his hands with a glue gun nearby.

Non-toxic, odorless and no residue.
Chapter completed!