After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 298 Foodie Killer

"Be careful to dodge!" Lao Li shouted.

But with Du Fuhai's body shape that was about to catch up with fat pigs, it was very difficult for him to move to the side, not to mention dodge, in the frightened state at this moment.

"Be careful!" Lao Li threw his gun and threw Du Fuhai to the ground.

The sharp "sharp weapon" flew over the two of them in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Yi quickly ran out with his gun case on his back.

A turn, and a leap to the left, and turn again after the leap, immediately took down the gun case, and dismantled the sniper rifle into a bunch of small parts, and put them into another small box inside the gun case, at last……

Throw away the hat and put on the mask.

No one can recognize them anymore.

The young man in front of him who was buying breakfast at the alley of Gurong Street was the "ruthless" killer who was still exchanging fire with the local police just now.

"Young man, it's 19 yuan and fifty cents." The old man who sells breakfast said to Leng Yi with a smile.

Leng Yi took out a piece of fifty cents and a piece of ten yuan from his bag, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought...

He looked up: "Can I scan WeChat?"

Children without cash cannot afford to be hurt.

The old man smiled and shook his head.

While packing a portion of soybean milk and fried dough sticks for the later guests, he replied: "I don't support WeChat payment here."

What mobile phones do the elderly use?
So not to mention WeChat scanning, even ant scanning is not enough.

Leng Yi pursed her lips tightly.

He held the only ten yuan and fifty cents on his body, with some hesitation in his eyes.

Did you decide to give up the sprouts and meat buns, or did you choose to give up the soy milk and fried dough sticks?

The "cold" killer couldn't help but fell into deep thought for the first time because of buying breakfast, which was more difficult than asking Leng Yi whether he chose to kill or kidnap.

Suddenly, a clear female voice sounded from beside his ear.

All I saw was a red slender hand holding a red Grandpa Mao appeared in front of Leng Yi: "Old man, forty buns with sprouts and beef, forty fried dough sticks and forty cups of soy milk."

The old man who sells breakfast suddenly felt a little troubled.

He first looked at Leng Yi, then at the little girl who had been eating at home all this time, and said, "The deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk are still enough, but there are only about 45 buns left."

Leng Yi turned his head and looked to the side.

He froze for a moment.

And this subtle expression, Wei Kongqing keenly captured it.

She looked at Leng Yi calmly.

The man is about 1.8 meters tall and has a handsome appearance, which is almost the same as Derived.

I don't know him, but this doesn't stop the little ancestor from wanting to eat buns.

She continued to ask the old man at the breakfast shop, "I want forty, that's enough."

"But this little brother also needs fifteen." The old man smiled helplessly.

A pair of clear eyes looked over.

Leng Yi opened his mouth subconsciously, just to refuse, but suddenly...

He thought again, he didn't have that much money.

But if you only buy five buns, six deep-fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk, it won't fill your stomach at all...

It is said that a half-child will eat me to death.

But for a young man in his twenties, he also eats a lot!
A trace of struggle flashed across Leng Yi's eyes.

Wei Kongqing turned his head and thought for a while.

Obviously, the boy in front of him is unwilling to "reluctantly give up his love", but now something seems to be wrong.

Her eyes glanced at the change that Leng Yi was holding, and then at the breakfast he bought.

19 yuan fifty cents.

(End of this chapter)