It's hard to evaluate what kind of person Old Joey is.

He is very lazy, even more lazy than Ziliang, because he is almost lazy to get out of his own pig farm except for feeding.

But he is also very diligent. Sometimes in order to change the "pig" he raises, he can even travel long distances to another city or another plane just to chop up something that he has never eaten.

Old Joey's mind is also very abstract. He can't say he is smart or stupid. Usually, he will forget whatever Ziliang says to him, but if Ziliang says he can provide him with some feed, he will probably be able to make it out in a few decades to settle the old accounts with you...

He is a road tycoon. If he fights with him, as long as he turns more than two turns, he will never look for you again. But what is incomprehensible is that no matter how far he is, he can find the way back to his pig farm. Of course, he can also find Ziliang's hospital, after all, it is a very stable source of feed.

In this way, Old Joey is lazy, forgetful, and is still a traitor. So according to the standard configuration, he should be face-blind, right?

Then you are too proud of him. Face blindness can at least distinguish between men, women, old, old, short, fat and thin. Old Joey's concept of a stranger is probably only:

"Living or dead?"

“Is it suitable for feed?”

These two points are here.

But if you put two pigs in front of him, even if they look exactly the same, even if they are twins born from the same sow, he can instantly tell who is who.

Well, although this personality image is a bit alternative, this is "pig farmer - Old Joey".

And such a sharp, stupid person is precisely whether Ziliang can find the "fragments of sin" and whether he can be released from prison.

So when Old Joey saw the bloody words on the wall, he seemed to realize something. He scratched his bare head and then reached into his pocket from the front of his leather apron...

The pocket was actually not big, but Old Joey's hand was strangely stretched into the old one's length. He pouted and flipped through the space that shouldn't exist for a long time, and finally found an extremely ancient mobile phone.

"Haha-I found it!" He smiled heartily and said to himself, just like a mentally retarded person.

The phone is very old and very broken, with only a small screen on it, used to display the number used to dial numbers. Behind the phone is a piece of paper with tape, with a string of numbers written on it, and a person's name - Parker.

This note was left to him by Ziliang before leaving... The meaning is very obvious, and he asked him to call Parker. Because Ziliang knew Joey too well and told him too much, he would mess up something if he couldn't guarantee it, so before taking action, he had to arrange for him...

Old Joey frowned and looked at the words on the note. After a few seconds, he finally understood Ziliang's meaning extremely wisely.

"Ha ha--"

He smiled again, and then called the phone...

Soon, a weak voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

Of course, this voice came from Parker, but Parker was no longer the fierce gangster at this moment. In fact, he hadn't left the house for several days. Since he came out of Ziliang's small hospital, Parker's spirit seemed to be contaminated. He couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well. He was at home with a big quilt and was careful when going to the toilet... But it was not his fault. If you stayed in Ziliang's small clinic for one night, you would probably be worse than him.

"Haha--Are you Parker? I'm Joey!" Joey yelled cheerfully while pinching the note. Don't look at his phone call, in fact, he didn't even know who Parker was.

And Parker... he naturally couldn't forget who Joey was. When he heard the "haha" smile at the beginning, he was almost scared and crawled into his bed.

For so many days, he has been trying to tell himself that his experience that day was just a dream, that doctor, that pig slaughter, and that hospital that can suck blood, all this is fake... But with this call, it seems that all his efforts for so many days have been wasted.

"You, you... Hello, Lord Joey, Dr. Ziliang has told me that you...you should be in the hospital, I'll go find you right away."

His cat said tremblingly in the quilt.

In fact, when Parker brought Ziliang to Falconi that day, Ziliang told him that in a few days, a person named "Joey" would call him and tell him everything he would do next...

Alas... Parker is a man who is quite a bit of a care. Although he smokes, drinks, robs and gets involved in a gangster, he is a good boy. Such a kind young man actually has an intersection with Ziliang. It's so pitiful... But there is nothing I can do about it. Who told Ziliang to have no one in Gotham City?

Parker was unwilling to do so, but he didn't dare to neglect at all. After all, Ziliang was basically on the same level as evil demons like Satan, Ares, and Dia's.

Uh... Actually, if those demons know that a mortal actually compares himself to that neurasthenia bastard, they must be fucking glorious.

Well, this is all a story.

Back to the point, Parker soon came to the small clinic in panic. He stepped on the floor with a frivolous and horrifying step, and pushed open the doctor's door with difficulty.

"Hello-" Old Joey saw him walk in and said loudly: "The doctor will not go to work today."

"Uh...I'm Parker."

Joey was stunned: "Parker?"

Parker cried and thought, "You're always playing tricks on me, but he still shivered and squeezed out a smile: "It's the person who called you just now."

Joey frowned in confusion, then picked up the note in his hand and looked at it: "Haha-it turned out to be Parker, why didn't you say it earlier?"

He suddenly smiled, as if he was familiar with Parker, then got up and lifted the belt under his big belly: "Then let's go...uh...you know where you are going, right?"
Chapter completed!