Li Sanyi, who was sleeping in the Taoist temple, received a text message from Feng Yin.
His phone does not turn off for 24 hours. Not only does it not turn off, but it also turns on a loud ringtone to ensure that he can hear it no matter when.
“What’s the matter!”
Zhang Bo’er, who was in the same room as Li Sanyi, was startled by the harsh bell tone and looked around with a pillow in the dark night.
“Don’t be afraid, my phone.”
Li Sanyi took out his phone from under his pillow, and a ray of light lit up in the darkness.
Zhang Boer, who looked at the pillow, calmed down and looked at Li Sanyi and asked, “Brother Li, is it necessary to use ghost laughter as the ringtone? It’s still so loud!”
“Just be used to listening.”
Li Sanyi calmly slipped and opened Feng Yin’s message: I’m going to catch money!
“What money, Brother Li?”
Zhang Boer came over.
Li San showed Zhang Boer the information.
“Feng Yin, catch? Money? Catch people, money is equal to a wanted criminal?”
Li San understood.
He was worried at first, but then he thought about it, there was nothing to worry about, it was Feng Yin.
One-on-one, the wind will win.
Two-on-one, Feng Yin can win, but never let the wound down.
Three to one, Feng Yin can win, and it is probably hurt.
Four-on-one, Feng Yin wins narrowly, even if she doesn’t win, she can definitely run.
“It’s okay, the boss must have called me, and I don’t know how much I can get this time.”
Li Sanyi got the phone back and wanted to call the police, but there was no confirmation.
Finally, he simply put on his clothes, took Zhang Boer and went out with a flashlight.
Let’s talk about Feng Yin, he has been keeping a certain distance from the sneaky figure in front of him.
She could only see one back, and she could not be sure whether the other party was fleeing wanted criminal.
After walking for about half an hour, Feng Yin followed the man to a wasteland.