At the end of the meeting, the white beauty looked at Norman with charming eyes and spring: "Norman, I have an immature idea..."

"Sorry Julie," Norman's big black face waved his hand a little pale: "I have something to do with Patrick!"

"Hmph!" The white beauty Julie curled her mouth wide, turned around and walked out with her grinding-like fat ass.

"Hi Patrick!" Norman called out Patrick who had already walked to the door: "You wait a moment before leaving!"

"Is there anything else Norman?" Patrick turned around a little unsteadily. The hunter team sent by the family had been wiped out. He didn't know how to explain to the family...

Norman closed the hatch with his trembling fingers first, and then hurriedly grabbed Patrick's wrist:

"Patrick, do you have cigarettes?"

Patrick was slightly stunned, and then a smile flashed in his blue eyes: "Of course, let's draw one together?"

Norman nodded excitedly, and Patrick took out a box of cigarettes with blue clouds from his pocket.

"No, not this!" Norman's face turned paler and his fingers trembled even more: "Yes, that kind..."

"What kind?" Patrick looked at him with a confused look on his face, looking at the poor child who came out of the slum.

"Black..." Norman seemed to be very cold and had his upper and lower teeth fighting: "There are skulls..."

"Oh!" Patrick suddenly realized and took out the Death cigarette from his pocket: "Is this the case?"

Norman's eyes suddenly shone and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Patrick handed him the God of Death cigarette.

But just as Norman's hand was about to grab the cigarette, Patrick deliberately let go and let the cigarette fall to the ground.

Norman threw himself to the ground without thinking, picked up the cigarette with his trembling hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking a deep breath, Norman finally recovered and sat on the ground with a satisfied look on his back against the wall and sucked the clouds and mist.

Patrick smiled jokingly, wondering how Julie would feel when she saw the man she liked!

Poison luxury goods do cause little damage to the clone. Even if the clone is really damaged, it can be repaired. If it really cannot be repaired, you can change to a new clone...

However, poisonous luxury goods ultimately bring the body a ecstatic hallucination effect through brain wave connection.

So in fact, the biggest harm of poisonous luxury goods is not the physical, but the mental poisoning.

After forming a spiritual dependence, it is difficult to quit drug luxury goods, but as long as you can ensure sufficient supply of drug luxury goods, it is actually just a pleasure in life. Many wealthy nobles do this.

But don't forget that Norman is a poor kid from the slums and never touches poisonous luxury goods...

He looks like a dog! Patrick felt a sense of class superiority in his heart...

...

"Hello, the commander!" The tall, big, black and fat man, who was like Lu Zhishen's rebirth, the bald strong man wearing a big gold chain, the girl with big eyes and the girl with small round faces appeared collectively in Beilong's division headquarters.

After saluting, he was a little nervous, and only the girl with big eyes said with a smile: "Teacher still remembers me?"

She is the former candidate of the Five Poisons Sect, Zhenzhen, and now she has become a deacon of the Ming Cult.

Of course, Bei Long couldn't not remember her. He said so just to hide his identity as a Ming Cult.

"Zhi Zhenzhen, you..." Bei Long pointed at her with a smile, and Zhi Zhenzhen jumped aside in fear.

"Teacher, I did nothing wrong, don't point your finger at me!" said Zhenzhen exaggeratedly.

"Li Shizhen's skin!" Bei Long's mouth twitched twice invisibly, and greeted others again: "Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhou Xian, we are meeting again! Fat Tiger, you are doing a good job! Welcome to join the Dragon Scale Master!"

It turned out that the tall, big, black and fat man who was like Lu Zhishen's rebirth was Zhao Zhiqiang, the Red Star Slaughterhouse, who formed a team with Beilong during the All-Part Games, but he did not carry his pig-killing knife that was bigger than a millstone on his back.

Zhou Xian is the little fan girl who entered the competition, and she has a fat little round face as evidenced by her baby.

Fat Tiger is the social person who takes up Beilong's seat on the high-speed rail. Later, he and Brother Jiu helped Beilong buy medicinal materials. Because he said he knew Beilong in front of Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhao Zhiqiang came over and brought him with him.

After hearing Beilong praise him, Fat Tiger said excitedly: "Bai Ye, I am also an evolutionist, I can finally get along with you!"

Fat Tiger actually wanted to hang out with Bei Long, but he knew he couldn't get on the table, so he didn't even dare to mention it.

Now Fat Tiger finally dared to say it out loud, and he was happy to see him, after all, he was his own person.

Bei Long talked to Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhou Xian and others about the competition, and then talked to Fat Tiger about the Chuqimen medicinal materials market. In fact, what they said was not important, but the important thing was that both sides had achieved their goal.

Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhou Xian, and Fat Tiger naturally came to take the team, and Bei Long also accepted that they became their own people.

As for Zhu Zhenzhen, he has long been Bei Long's person, but he is not going to come by Zhao Zhiqiang and Zhou Xian.

After chatting for a while, Zhu Zhenzhen deliberately looked at the time: "Oh, it's getting late! It's time to turn off the lights!"

"Teacher, we won't disturb you!" Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhou Xian and the others quickly stood up to salute Bei Long, but Fat Tiger hesitated: "Bai Ye, I have something else to do, I want to ask you for help..."

Beilong asked: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhou Xian, looked at Fat Tiger in unison: Fat Tiger has a big relationship with the teacher!

I won’t say anything about it anymore. Zhao Zhiqiang and Zhou Xian asked themselves that they didn’t have this friendship and asked Bei Long for help.

"Bai Ye, do you still remember Hou San'er?" Fat Tiger said quickly: "Hou San'er has been missing for several months, and we can't find him. Teacher, you are the one who is in your own way. Can you help us find him..."

It was the one who sold the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine prescription to the Japanese? Of course, Beilong could not tell Fat Tiger that he had been killed by himself. Although Hou Saner was using Fat Tiger, Fat Tiger really regarded Hou Saner as his brother, so Beilong nodded: "I'll ask someone, I may not be able to find it..."

"Thank you, Mr. Bei!" Fat Tiger bowed to Bei Long with gratitude and withdrew with Zhao Zhiqiang, Zhou Xian and the others.

Hou San'er... Bei Long couldn't help but shake his head: How could this kid be worthy of his loyal brothers!

After the lights went out, Beilong was about to go to bed. At this moment, a rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door.

Who? Bei Long frowned slightly. Why didn’t he shout "report" outside the door, but knocked directly on the door? Besides, the lights have already been turned off. Who would come to secretly talk to him so late?
Chapter completed!