"Is this waste useful?"

The gorgeous woman turned her eyes and saw the ordinary prisoner on the ground, licking her lips: "Why leave it to me!"

"Wait a minute!"

No matter how dull the prisoner at this time knew that the two in front of him were probably no longer the sequence of ordinary people. Under the fear of death and violent fright, his head suddenly became clear and his operation speed increased greatly: "I remembered it! John said that he had made an appointment with a buyer and was about to take the book. He also said that after doing this transaction this time, he would be able to retire gloriously..."

"This is far from enough!"

The woman stepped forward and raised the prisoner's chin with her fingertips: "Let me see it myself..."

The next moment, blood splattered in this small warehouse!

...

"What's going on?"

On the other side, Wu Ming was carrying a suitcase and was waiting silently on the wasteland of a workshop with Diya.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Diya complained.

"I have a bad feeling..."

Wu Ming still believed in his own whim very much.

However, the degree this time is much smaller than before. Obviously, even if there is something wrong, it is not a big deal.

He waited for more than ten minutes before his eyes looked at the grass beside him.

"Dia?"

rustle!

The grass trembled and walked out alone.

He looked thirty or forty years old, with a shaved beard and bloodshot eyes, as if he hadn't had a good sleep for several days.

"John?"

The charming fox screamed: "How did you become like this?"

"It's not because of that damn book!"
Chapter completed!