Pei Ding sat on the chair without any scruples. This behavior made the other foundation-building practitioners raise their eyebrows slightly. It seemed that the relationship between these two brothers was not good.
Pei Ding continued, "Some people are coming here by plane. If nothing goes wrong, they will land on the island tomorrow. Before that, we need to clean up the garbage and some rats that can't help but show up when they smell the odor."
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Feng Wei rode an old motorcycle into Qingzhou City and found a gas station to refuel his motorcycle.
While refueling, he looked at the map of Qingzhou on his phone, carefully memorizing every city, every town, every national highway... Every piece of information that could help him escape was carefully engraved in his mind.
He used to be a taxi driver and is very sensitive to any information related to maps. This has become one of his biggest advantages now, saving him from death many times.
He bought a loaf of bread from the convenience store at the gas station, which cost him ten yuan, and he felt bad. Feng Wei memorized the clerk's face, and if he saw him again, he would definitely beat him to a pulp.
He tore open the package and took a few bites of the bread, but it didn't taste good, which only strengthened his desire to kill.
Suddenly Feng Wei stopped walking towards the motorcycle and looked around. This place is in the suburbs, mostly large trucks. There are no houses around, and it is already early in the morning, so the gas station is the only place with a large number of people.
He was being watched.
Feng Wei was keenly aware of this, and he only had a few seconds to react. Should he stay here and let them be cautious, or should he just grab the car and flee?
Or kill them all?
Feng Wei took a deep breath, as if he wanted to take all the air into his body.
At one o'clock in the morning, the police blocked the gas station.
The gas station was filled with dead bodies, including several people from the company.
Pei Ding looked at the corpse lying on the ground, pulled out a hair, rolled it into yellow paper and turned it into wisps of green smoke.
"We might not have been able to catch you if you had just run. It's a pity that you couldn't hold back."
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