Super Manufacturing Force

An hour later, Mr. Mi had already taken off only a pair of patterned underpants and a double-strand vest. He was as tired as a dog, sitting in an alley panting violently.

But even if he was like this, Zhao Xu could still find him, so he couldn't figure it out. How could there be such a weird thing in the world?

A certain person was leisurely riding an electric bicycle on the road, secretly happy: "Hmph, take off your pants, do you think I can't find you? Dreaming, unless you take off your underwear, you will be a tired dog, and you will Don't try to run away!"

In fact, Zhao Xu put a tracker all over Mr. Mi's body, not to mention his clothes and trousers, even his trousers. That is to say, unless Mr. Mi took off his underwear, it would be considered as running for a day. It's no use!

Well, I have to admit that Zhao Xu's heart is sometimes smaller than the tip of a needle. He was blackmailed by Mr. Mi before, so what if he doesn't get his debt back?

After resting for a while, Mr. Mi got up and prepared to continue his escape. At this moment, a man walked into the alley with a bag. This man seemed to be a resident here.

Mr. Mi pondered for a while, then suddenly ran over and yelled, "Robbery!"

The man looked at the robber in front of him. He was wearing a double-strand vest on top, a pair of colored shorts on the bottom, and his hairy thighs were exposed.

This weird outfit actually said he was going to rob?

"Dude, don't you have a fever?" The man shook his head like a fool, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hmph!" Mr. Mi was furious. It's okay to be bullied by Zhao Xu today, but now a random cheater dares to despise him. Can this be tolerated?

He looked at a brick next to him, suddenly bent down to pick it up, then yelled, and instantly split the brick in half with a hand knife.

The man was dumbfounded, and stood there silent.

Mr. Mi was extremely proud: "Hmph, this trick is my reserved skill, how dare you despise me now?"

But I didn't expect the man to say suddenly: "Brother, you have a very unique idea to perform in such a suit!"

Mr. Mi almost vomited blood with anger: "Damn, I'm robbing!" He was going crazy, feeling that this man's thinking logic was quite strange.

"Robbery?" The man seemed to have finally come to his senses, and immediately panicked: "Brother, I have no money, please let me go!"

"Who wants your money? Quickly undress me!" Mr. Mi said viciously.

"What? Take off your clothes?" The man immediately folded his hands on his chest, with a vigilant expression on his face: "Brother...Brother, you should rob money, robbery is a bit... well, I'm not interested in men, and besides, there's no soap here !"

Mr. Mi only felt that the sky was thundering, and he was so terrified by the thunder that he was really about to collapse: "Damn it, the devil wants to steal your sex, what I want is your clothes, take them off quickly, and be careful if you talk too much." Break your neck!"

"If you want clothes, you should have said it earlier!" The man breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately opened the bag in his hand: "I have a whole set of clothes here, from the inside to the outside. I just got them back from the laundry. As long as you don't rob me, brother Color, take it and use it as you like!"

Suddenly, the man was taken aback, and took out a piece of soap from the bag as quickly as lightning. The guy glanced at Mr. Mi, his face full of vigilance, obviously he still didn't trust Mr. Mi's certain orientation.

Mr. Mi was tired of getting angry, he grabbed the bag, quickly stripped himself naked and put it on.

Then he gave the man a fierce look, turned around and ran out of the alley.

The alley became incomparably quiet. The man looked left and right with treacherous eyebrows, suddenly grabbed his hair, and tore his head off... Ah, no, he tore off the cover-up hood, revealing a thief-looking face , it was Zhao Xu.

"Hey, you old fox, you were tricked by me!" Zhao Xu laughed triumphantly.

I don't know if Mr. Mi will really vomit blood from anger when he sees this scene?

Zhao Xu took out the tracker from his arms, looked at the moving red dot on the screen and sneered, "Hmph, want to run? No way, I haven't played enough yet!"

Your IQ is crushing, right?

you can run, can you?

Well, I will let you run as long as you want, and if you don't tire you into a dog, my brother will take your surname!

Of course, the reason why Zhao Xu played tricks on Mr. Mi was not entirely for revenge. In fact, his main purpose was to force Mr. Mi to find his own bomb.

When he made the tracker on Mr. Mi just now, Zhao Xu had already reduced the remote control in Mr. Mi's pocket to ashes, but the location of the bomb was still uncertain.

The bomb is placed on the chaotic street, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents. If it explodes suddenly for some reason, it will be a human tragedy.

So if this scourge is not eliminated, Zhao Xu can't feel at ease.

In Zhao Xu's view, as long as Mr. Mi is cornered, the other party will definitely find the bomb, because that is his last bargaining chip to escape.

"Hmph, even if you are an old fox, don't you want to be played with by my brother in the end?" Zhao Xu hummed a ditty, and walked out of the alley leisurely with eight-character steps.

Then, the same scene happened again.

Whether Mr. Mi climbed the wall or ran for his life, Mr. Mi could always be found by Zhao Xu in the end.

Such a situation made Mr. Mi really go crazy, and after running for more than an hour, he was really about to be exhausted like a dog.

"Damn it, I can't go on like this!" Mr. Mi's expression turned extremely ugly. He never thought that one day, he would be cornered by a brat.

But there is no way, no matter whether he wants to admit it or not, he is now cornered. If he wants to escape, he must have a bargaining chip in his hand, so now it seems that there is only the only way out.

Gritting his teeth, he finally stamped his feet viciously, turned around and walked in the direction of Dongjiang People's Park.

He knew that the vicinity of the park must be full of spies, and once they entered it would be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, so he had to be careful now.

After a while, Mr. Mi came to a street north of the People's Park, and saw cars parked on the sidewalk beside the street.

He observed the surrounding environment, and immediately saw a few agents in plain clothes not far away.

"Hmph, a group of rookies, just relying on your camouflage skills, you also want to deceive me? Overestimate your capabilities!"

Mr. Mi sneered, covered his face with his collar, and carefully avoided the eyes of several agents. After a while, he came to a second-hand Toyota.

He looked around, took out a wire and fiddled with it a few times, and opened the co-pilot's door, then he got in immediately, and put his hand under the seat, as if he was looking for something?

At this moment, a pistol was pressed against his lower back: "Mr. Mi, thank you for helping us find the bomb!"