After leaving the affordable hotel, Weize drives. Although he has apologized to the model lady, Kim Hee-yeon obviously can't forgive the horrible things someone had just done to him.

After putting on her clothes again, she didn't say anything. She sat in the back row, hugged her knees, and rushed her head towards the car window.

Weize had no good idea about this, and he was indeed at fault for this matter.

He didn't explain in advance and wanted to try Kim Hee-yeon's reaction.

Now he can move the model lady out of the list of suspicions, but the price is that Kim Hee-yeon will probably hate him from now on.

But he didn't care too much about that kind of thing. The two of them worked together for the 25 million yuan, not about romance. Even if they hated each other, as long as they could get the money smoothly in the end.

William and Levi both said he was a bastard, and this was not unreasonable.

In contrast, the trumpet called the Prophet that suddenly appeared on Menhera made him care more.

After excluding Kim Hee Yeon, he couldn't think of any other way to locate his place.

If he couldn't figure out this problem, he always had a sword of Damocles hanging on his head.

Feeling the crisis, Wei Ze's idea of ​​regaining his strength became even stronger.

He drove the car to a pet clinic called Three Kittens, and out of politeness, he asked the model lady behind him, "Do you want to be together?"

No answer was answered anyway.

Wei Ze didn't care, so he just told him, "It's not safe nearby, don't run around." Then he turned off the engine and jumped out of the car.

It had been more than half an hour since the bounty hunter entered the pet clinic. Kim Hee-yeon was a little bored. She wanted to watch the TV series for a while and found that her personal terminal was almost out of power, so she could only stare blank in the back seat. At this time, someone knocked on the car window and woke her up.

They were two bad-looking boys, who put their faces on the glass and looked in, as if they wanted to see if there was anything valuable in the car.

Kim Hee-yeon couldn't help but feel scared when she remembered what someone said before leaving.

Seeing that Weize was not back for a long time, and the two guys outside took out their tools to smash the window, the model lady gritted her teeth and pushed open the car door while they were not paying attention, knocking the person outside to the ground. She quickly ran out of the car and plunged into the pet clinic beside her.

Kim Hee-yeon hurriedly pushed open the door, but was stunned.

The clinic is smaller than it looks, with only a room full of cages with stray cats and stray dogs, as well as messy medicines and equipment, and a one-armed man is giving a corgi in his arms a vaccine.

There is no one else in the clinic.

Kim Hee-yeon's eyes widened. She saw Weize walk in with her own eyes half an hour ago, but now there is no trace of him here.

"Is there any help?" The one-armed man put down his dog.

As soon as he finished speaking, two bad boys ran in.

"Ah, is the stinky woman looking for death?"

"Hey, little kid, there is no fighting here." The one-armed man spoke out to dissuade him as if he had not seen the folding knife in the other party's hand.

"It's not your business, it's disabled. If you dare to meddle in other people's business, you will break your other hand." The bad boy threatened. Most people will sit in their original position when they hear such words, as if they don't see anything.

But the one-armed man stood up instead, "It's true, there is no education at all, does the parents care about it?"

"I'm so disabled, I'm going to say it again?" The bad boy raised his eyebrows.

"Do you know why gangsters like you can never get anything done? Because being a bad person requires talent. A real evil person will not talk nonsense at all. He has already started to do it. Keeping harsh words like this will only make others realize your harshness and weakness."

The two bad boys looked at each other, and a fierce light flashed in their eyes, "If you want to die, you will be able to fulfill your wish!"

After saying that, they rushed up. Just when Kim Hee-yeon was worried about the one-armed man, she saw one of the teenagers' bodies suddenly flew backwards, smashing the glass door of the pet clinic, and rolling directly to the street outside. The other was so scared that she threw away the folding knife in her hand and stood still. The needle in the one-armed man's hand was less than 0.5 cm away from his eyeball.

"You can't even bully a disabled person, so you can learn from others and have a good time. Go back to school and study hard. You have no talent in this industry." said the one-armed man.

After the two bad boys ran out of the pet clinic, he nodded to Kim Hee Yeon, "Okay, it's okay, you should go home early. If a girl is alone, it's better not to come to this street, as this place is not peaceful."

"I didn't come alone. There was a man who came in about forty minutes ago. Do you know where he is?"

The one-armed man looked up and looked at the model lady carefully, "Human skin mask? Who is he you?"

Kim Hee-yeon hesitated for a while and finally said, "He is my companion."

"You are very famous today." The one-armed man said lightly, moving the two dog cages aside, opening the secret door behind, "Get in, he's inside."

With her previous bad experience, Kim Hee-yeon has an instinctive resistance to secret rooms, but she also knows that someone is not a pervert, otherwise she would not have taken off her naked even at a low price. But the humiliation still made her feel very uncomfortable.

This is also the reason why she didn't talk to the bounty hunter along the way.

But if she wants to return to the street or stay with a one-armed man who doesn't know the details, it's better to go find Weize. Both sides know the truth. The model lady's face changed and finally walked into the secret door.

To her surprise, the door behind it turned out to be a completely different world.

The spacious space, spotless ground, and various high-tech medical instruments look like a small research institute.

Weize was lying on a detector, beside him was an old man in a sterile suit, frowned and staring at the data on the quantum dot screen.

"How is it?" the bounty hunter spoke.

"This agent does repair your olive nuclear circuit to a certain extent and corrects the neuron discharge, but it is just a manifestation. When it combines with your neurons, it will mutate again, which will attack the central anterior gyrus of your cerebral cortex, especially the area that controls the spine..."

"Don't tell me these professional terms, just tell me the results, Doctor."

"Your idea doesn't work. You can't use this medicine to treat your tremor. Even if it's temporary, it's too toxic. Fortunately, it's too early to discover it now and you're lucky, otherwise you won't be able to come to me."

Weize said calmly as if he didn't hear it, "Then how many more times can I use it."
Chapter completed!