Chapter 705 (1/2)

”Money?” Mao Ping was stunned and then asked, ”what money?”

”Ha ha, I'm still fucking pretending...” the young man turned back and smiled at the middle-aged man, then patted Mao Ping's face and said, ”good acting skills, continue to play...”

”I really don't know what money is. I just give things to others. I have more than 2000 yuan in my hand...” Mao Ping looked at the young man and explained.

”Grass, this acting is so fucking lifelike!!” the young man looked at Mao Ping's mouth, then took out a knife and stuck it on Mao Ping's face.

”Brother, I really don't know what money. Let me go. You've got the wrong person...”

”Fuck off, don't lie to me!! tell me where the money is and I'll let you go. If you keep playing with me like this, you'll easily freeze to death here, you know...”

”I'm fucking fine. What do I play? I said I don't know where the money is!! I don't have money in my hand!!”

Mao Ping nearly collapsed and shouted.

”...” the young man looked at Mao an for a moment, then walked to the middle-aged man and asked softly, ”brother, did we catch the wrong person? He doesn't seem to be acting...”

”It's impossible to catch the wrong, it's them...” the middle-aged man waved his hand very definitely, then stood up and walked to Ma Ping, looked at Mao Ping and asked, ”I'll give you one last chance to tell me where the money is, or you'll freeze to death here!”

”Let me say how many times I have no fucking money, I just help others send something!!” Mao Ping shouted with staring beads.

”What is it?” the middle-aged man looked at Mao Ping and asked.

”...” Mao Ping looked at the middle-aged man and remained silent for a while, then pursed his lips and said, ”I don't know what it is. I'm just responsible for delivering...”

”Where is it?”

”In... In the car...”

The middle-aged man turned to the young man and shouted, ”Xiao Bo, go and have a look in the car!!”

”OK!!” Xiao Bo promised, then put down his instant noodles and ran to their ugly place.

More than ten minutes later, Little Bo ran back with this file bag!!

”Is that it?” Xiao Bo reached out and handed the file bag to the middle-aged man.

”Yes, that's it...” Mao Ping nodded quickly.

”...” the middle-aged man stood and thought for a while, then directly opened the file bag, and a thin and thick material appeared in the middle-aged man's hand., The middle-aged man took the information and went to the fire, and then the fire looked at it carefully.

”Eldest brother, do you know Chinese characters?” Xiao Bo asked the middle-aged man while eating instant noodles.

”I kicked you with a big mouth!! I've been a teacher for three years. Do you ask me if I know words?” the middle-aged man scolded irritably, then stuffed the data back into the file bag and walked slowly to Mao Ping.

”I really have no money...” Mao Ping shouted at the middle-aged man.

”You're much more useful than money...” the middle-aged man smiled and then asked, ”who asked you to send this?”

”A man surnamed sun!!” Mao Ping replied according to what Xiao Wu had told him in advance.

”Can you contact him now?” the middle-aged man continued.

”I can't get in touch. He contacted me...” Mao Ping shook his head.

”Grass!!” the middle-aged man scolded silently, then walked back to the fire with the information, stretched out his hand, lit a cigarette and smoked.

”What's the matter, brother?” asked the driver.

”Fuck, we've been fooled. These two people don't have any money at all. They just want this information not to be sent out...” the middle-aged replied sadly, then looked at the information on the ground and scolded in a low voice: ”this thing is like waste paper in our hands!! it's useless for us to hold it!”

”Then how can we fix it? Are we busy in vain?” asked the driver.

”It's almost a waste of time, grass!! we let people play a lying slot with so much energy!!”

The middle-aged man scolded silently, and then stretched out his hand to throw the data into the fire!!

”Don't throw it!!” Mao Ping shouted, staring at the beads when he saw that the middle-aged man was going to throw things into the fire.

”...” the middle-aged man looked back at Mao Ping, then took back his hand, stood up, walked to Mao Ping and asked in a low voice, ”don't you know what this is?”

”I... I don't know what it is, but I know it has something to do with the mayor...” Mao Ping licked his lips and explained, then bowed his head and didn't say a word.

”It's a fucking thing that can pull the mayor off his horse. I won't burn him. I'll keep my fucking upper body for ignition?” the middle-aged man asked with staring beads.

Mao Ping looked at the instant noodles on the young man's hand with his eyes, and then asked, ”are you short of money?”