This guy is literally everywhere these days. The days of being submerged by Sells are suffocating.
Naren asked, "How did you know I was coming?"
"I have no idea."
Nalen rolled his eyes inwardly, wondering if he could still be blocked
"I just said hello to the people nearby at the place where you appeared. Once you show up again, they will help me connect to the communication."
After Naren understood the reason, he wondered: "Why do they listen to you and are willing to cooperate with such a marginal matter?" Is the charm of the Imperial Marshal so great
"Yes." Searles' tone was meaningful: "Because I said, the person who was with me that night was waiting."
which night
Naren was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized what this person meant.
"After they found out, they all expressed that they would actively cooperate and try their best to help me find someone." Sells paused for half a second, and said in a low voice: "I will report the progress to me every day."
Fuck, it's crazy!
So gossip, sooner or later a pill.
Naren sneered, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the unknown people behind him who were listening with ears pricked up.
"..."
He turned around and said, "Don't get me involved with your gossip."
Sells said quietly: "But a few days ago you confessed to me in public."
— No, he doesn't remember.
Naren kept his eyes blank in silence: "Let's talk about something serious."
Searles agreed and said yes.
"First of all, I'm not your one-night stand."
Business
Sayers said, "I don't mean that."
Nalen refused: "It's not you who told them..."
Sells continued: "Oh, this is just an excuse. After all, if you want them to wait for someone, you have to explain the situation first. You don't have to worry about it."
Naren said blankly: "I don't care."
Sells continued to say yes.
Naren: "..." Made is very annoying.
There was something he had to explain.
"I'm not with that worm. I'm a law-abiding citizen and I just saved him because... I know him, but not well."
He spoke very seriously, but there was silence on the other side.
Naren waited for a while but didn't get a response, and suddenly thought: "You didn't put a location on the communicator, are you rushing over now?"
Sells: "Maybe."
Naren: "..."
Sells asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
I'm going to chase him and catch him, what else can I say!
Sells smiled: "Just kidding. This communicator is specially prepared for you, and you can use it to contact me in the future."
Naren was silent at first, then angry, and finally laughed back in anger: "Why should I contact you? Is there a need for contact between you and me?"
Sells: "You haven't told me your name yet."
Nalen said coldly, "Donivar."
Sells: "…"
teasing you
This pseudonym, which was not distracted at first glance, did not produce any effect. Sells calmly shouted: "Dony, there is my number on the communicator, and my Weixin number in the memorandum. Remember to add it when you go back." superior."
Naren: "... what do you mean?"
"Would you believe me if I said that I was moved by what you said at the door of the clubhouse and wanted to keep in touch with you?"
When, of course I don't believe it!
Naren squeezed the communicator tightly and decided to destroy it immediately after hanging up.
Sells' tone sank: "Thinking about how to destroy the communicator?"
Nalen: "..." It always feels like it's time to throw it away.
Sells said slowly: "Are you really sure that the gold-eating bugs have escaped? Since the army has been mobilized to guard the street, why is the transport vehicle where the bugs are being held loosely guarded, allowing you to break in easily?"
Nalen reacted: "You did something wrong."
Searles: "Just injected him with a liquid micro-matter that we can track wherever he goes."
Nalen frowned: "Why did you tell me?"
Sells: "Are the medicated bath packs useful?"
Naren: "..." Don't jump the topic so quickly every time.
Sells: "I asked the owner of the clubhouse to send you a few more packs, three times a week... the wound heals quickly."
Naren immediately tensed his back and said vigilantly, "I'm not injured."
Sells: "Oh, I know, your friend got hurt."
Nalen was a little angry and felt very uncomfortable being led by the nose all the time, so he decided to take back the dominance of the topic: "No, I..."
Sells: "Shh."
Nalen: "?"
Sells lowered his voice: "I'm going to be busy with other things, don't worry, I won't touch that bug for the time being, but remember to keep in touch."
Communication is cut off.
Naren looked at the dimmed screen, unable to recover for a long time.
Is this a threat
"Sir, your medicinal bath bag."
Naren turned around and saw someone holding a huge gift box and handing it over with a smile on his face. The gift box is very delicate, tied with a red ribbon, and there is a paper card sandwiched in the middle.
Naren: "…" No, I don't want to.
In the end, Naren was the one holding the gift box, leaving an indifferent back in the boss's ambiguous eyes.
Walking to a secluded corner, he took out the communicator, flipped through it for a while, and finally threw it into the trash can beside him.
Do you think that by threatening Xijin, you can make him accept the unknown object obediently
Naren sneered inwardly, who knows if Sells has installed a locator on it, how could he keep such a timer firearm by his side alone.
The guy's determined tone was really annoying.
He just didn't want to follow his wishes.
So, Naryn went to a shopping mall and bought a brand new communicator with cash payment...
Isn't it the communication number? Isn't that Weixin's name
Who said that the communicator given by Sells must be used!
Although the personal terminal includes a communication function, the terminal can only be bound to a communication number with a real name, which annoys many people who want to separate life from work, so a machine purely for communication was born. It only has the functions of calling, messaging, and using some popular chat software.
Naryn quickly used it to send a message to Sells.
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The reply from the other side arrived almost in the next second.
[You're so cute.]
Nalen showed hesitation, Sells should not be like this.
[Sorry, wrong post.]
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A giant selfie.
Damn I want to throw it!
Naren took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
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Now he really wants to meet Sells himself with his real body, so as to judge whether there is something wrong with him.