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The tidal fighter plane put Chen Xiaolian down on the roof of a building, took off again, and flew towards the resort.

Chen Xiaolian got off the ground, found a small convenience store on the street and bought some beer, and sat down on a bench on the side of the road and started drinking.

When he heard that the beer had not finished, a figure had slowly walked over, without saying a word, and sat down next to Chen Xiaolian.

This is a slightly fat middle-aged uncle with a large area of ​​bald head, but he still tried his best to comb the hair around him into the middle and deceive others.

He seemed to have just finished supper, and the oil stains on the corners of his mouth were not wiped clean. He was wearing thick glasses and flip flops on his feet stumbled on the ground.

No matter from any perspective, this is the most ordinary middle-aged image in the market.

But when Chen Xiaolian saw him sitting next to him, he didn't look strange at all. He only moved the plastic bag containing beer to his side, leaving a larger place.

It's GM.

"You're coming quickly." Chen Xiaolian was still drinking, and didn't even look at GM: "It seems that not only I want to look for you, but you want to look for me too."

"Yes." GM's eyes didn't look at Chen Xiaolian, but it seemed like he was talking to himself: "I heard all the conversations between you and your teammates before."

"Last time, you invited me to drink, and I'll treat you this time." Chen Xiaolian gently pinched the empty beer cans he had finished drinking, threw them into the plastic bag, took out two new cans, one can opened by himself, and handed them to GM: "I have something to do, I want to ask you for help."

"Tell me." GM took the wine, opened the pull ring and took a sip.
Chapter completed!