Outside the underground garage, in the secluded and dim alley.

Time went back to five minutes ago, at 16:16, and Misda had just left shortly.

Bugalati, Fuge and others, who had been crowded in the back seat for a long time, walked out of the car, leaning or leaning against the wall, hiding slightly in the shadow of the wall.

Li Qing knelt on his own image and pressed his ear to the ground, listening attentively to the movements coming from the underground garage.

After all, Misda is a rookie who knows nothing. Although the probability of something happening is very low, Bugalati is still a little worried about letting him act alone.

Therefore, Bugalati specifically asked Li Qing to act as a humanoid radar to remotely monitor the movements on Mista.

Once there is any doubtful noise and hearing that Misda may be in danger, they will rush over to rescue them as soon as possible.

Li Qing also agreed to be this nanny.

After all, if Misda really encounters danger, it means that their traces have been exposed to the enemy.

It would be meaningless to hide here and hide from the sight of the garrison guards in the mall. It would be better to rush up and fight with real swords and guns.

However

Unexpectedly, there was no strange noise coming from Mista, and Li Qing first heard some bad news from himself:

"Someone!"

"About a dozen people, in groups, are rushing straight towards this alley."

"What?"

"I, our traces have been exposed?"

Fuge's face turned pale:

A life-and-death battle did not seem to cure his old habit of fearing the organization.

"After you go out, you will be discovered. This alley is a dead end again, and we have no place to run!"

"Don't panic."

Bugalati comforted his companion with his calm and powerful voice:

"The substitute messengers in the organization have always liked to fight alone, and it is unheard of for more than a dozen people to take action at the same time."

"What comes is not necessarily the squad messenger who is chasing us, maybe they are irrelevant passers-by."

"Anyway, let's find a place to hide first."

He looked around and looked at the alley that was empty except for a car.

Obviously, there is no place to hide people here.

But this is not difficult for Bugalati.

He immediately summoned out the steel chain fingers and casually blew up the wall "Ali Ali", and a one-person-high zipper opening was instantly opened on the wall.

Bugalati took the lead in walking into the narrow and different space where the zipper was opened, and then turned to Li Qing and others and said:

"Come on, hide in!"

"yes."

Fog, Naranga and Apaki did not hesitate to get into the "zipper space", and Gioruno followed closely behind and squeezed in.

Only Li Qing was left without going in.

"Hide in, Li Qing!"

Bugalati and others who had already hidden in the alien space urged in unison.

""

Looking at the muscular man who was squeezing like canned sardines in this narrow and different space, wearing breast-exposed clothes, navel-exposed clothes, and tight-fitting clothes, Li Qing's mouth twitched uncontrollably:

"My mother will never set flags again next time."

He cursed hatefully, and finally squeezed in with a tough bullet.

Immediately afterwards, the steel chain fingers zipped from the inside of the different space.

The traces of Li Qing and others were quickly hidden behind the "healing" wall, leaving only an inaccurate gap to observe the situation in the outside world.

Then

The dozen uninvited guests rushed to this alley.

They all held sticks in their hands, their faces were fierce, and a strong evil aura surged all over their bodies.

However, this evil spirit was not directed at Li Qing and others.

Surrounded by these fierce and burly men was a young man with thin body, hunched back, pale face, and looked as timid as a frightened monkey.

He didn't walk into this alley by himself, but was carried all the way here by the dozen or so fierce men.

"Willie, coward Willie!"

They threw the thin man named Willy to the ground, and surrounded him in this dark and secluded alley with a sneer:

"Let's have fun here!"

The thin and powerless Willie was trembling with horror, but Li Qing, who was hiding in a different space, immediately breathed a sigh of relief:

At a glance, you can tell that those more than a dozen strong men were not killers sent by the organization.

It's just a group of street gangsters who bully the weak, and it's not worth worrying about.

However

But Bugalati, Fuge, and Nalanga frowned at the same time: "Willie?"

"Um?"

Li Qing asked curiously: "Do you know this guy?"

"That's right."

Fuge curled his lips: "He's a very useless guy."

Nalanga also felt disgusted: "He is a guy with an abnormal mind."

But Bugalati's tone was the most restrained, but there was something strange about it:

“It’s the people we know.”

"I understand not only him, but others."

He looked at the group of fierce men outside and explained:

"These people are all peripheral minions of the organization. A large area near the mall is the territory they are in charge of."

"I just wanted to avoid these minions' eyeliners, so I let Mista go to pick up the car alone."

"only"

"I didn't expect them to come here unexpectedly."

Bugalati first explained the identities of the dozen men, and then turned his attention to the thin man surrounded by more than a dozen gangsters:

"This guy is named Willy Coward, and he has a relationship with me:"

"He was accidentally involved in the battle between me and another stand-in messenger, and later he found me and asked me to recommend him to the organization."

As he said that, Bugalati added:

"And, what he wants is to be a core member of the organization."

"What?"

Li Qing heard some special meaning: "core members"

"I remember when you told me about the situation of the Science Popularization Organization before that those who are qualified to be absorbed as core members are basically substitute messengers, right?"

"And, I have to go through the test of 99% mortality rate."

"That's right."

Bugalati nodded and said:

"He didn't take Mr. Polpole's test, but"

"Willie Coward is indeed a stand-in messenger."

"ha?"

Li Qing was slightly stunned.

He glanced at the thin man in the alley who was kicked around like a ball by more than a dozen minions:

"Is this guy a stand-in messenger?"

"Is it so weak?"

Li Qing focused on Willie's personal performance:

When the humiliation of being kicked as a ball, stomped on a stone, and being pointed at the nose to greet my mother and grandmother, this guy named Willy had no intention of resisting at all.
To be continued...