MTL - I Am the Corpse King-Chapter 1956 theft

  Chapter 1956 Theft

The drunken man walked by with fluffy steps, and the two who were about to leave hurriedly let him go, but what they never expected was that this guy stumbled in front of them as if deliberately tricking them Finally, he bent down all of a sudden and vomited all over the floor.

  The white sour substance splashed Zheng Minghui's pants. He just wanted to curse, but the next second he realized his situation and quickly closed his mouth that was about to open.

The man who didn't touch alcohol very much suddenly drank so much low-quality alcohol. Even if he was a fourth-order new human, he felt discomfort from his body and his stomach twitched non-stop. After finally standing still, he took a look Zheng Minghui, who was puked all over by himself, didn't show arrogance because the other party was an ordinary person, but just raised his hand and apologized weakly: "Sorry, I couldn't control it, or...uh...vomit~ I'm sorry...how about you wait here first, and I'll go...get you a new one?"

  Hearing what the other party said, Zheng Minghui’s dissatisfaction subsided a lot. He was not a heinous villain, so he quickly waved his hands and played himself as an ordinary person to the fullest, and said, “It’s okay, I’m fine.”

   "Then... that's fine." Looking at his soiled pants, the drunk man bowed and apologized again before leaving.

  After he walked away again, Shen Mingke said from behind with a strange expression: "I didn't expect this person to be quite polite."

   "We haven't done anything to him yet."

  Shen Mingke shook his head, bypassed Zheng Minghui and returned to the place where he sat down just now. Seeing this, the other party said: "Hey, can't you just sit like this?"

For complaining, Shen Mingke just glanced at Zheng Minghui, gave him a look, as if to say: "You ask me, who am I to ask?" Then he looked at a mottled red brick wall not far away and launched a complaint. Damn, there are a lot of graffiti on the wall, among them is a text graffiti, which says four big crooked characters, and a huge and conspicuous exclamation point.

  Long live the mayor!

   "Long live the mayor..." Muttering these four words in his mouth, he couldn't help thinking of the appearance of the only ninth-level new human, Su Sigui...

  In an instant, Shen Mingke seemed to have thought of a certain idea, but it was still a little vague. When he was about to continue thinking about it, Zheng Minghui seemed to see something, and suddenly stretched out his hand to shake himself.

   "Are you sick? What are you doing?"

"No, look!" Zheng Minghui pointed forward, and Shen Mingke also looked over. At first he thought it was Zheng Minghui and himself thinking of something, but when he saw it, well, it was that drunk man again, but that The guy actually went to the storefront that said "free supply" on it.

  At the same time, many people around looked at that man, and everyone looked at him differently. Shen Mingke felt a blush when he thought that he was pushed over by Zheng Minghui just now. Many people looked at him like a monkey just now, right?

  What about that guy?

Shen Mingke didn't care too much about that man. He felt that he had found a way to break the situation. He needed to think of a person, a person who was threatened by himself and Zheng Minghui a few years ago. At that time, they were able to gain a foothold in Yunxia base because of him. People, but it's been too long, he can't remember who it is for a while, it's a little blurry, and it's easy to overlap with other people in his memory.

  Meanwhile, one of the group who were warming themselves by the fire behind the wall said, "Look, there's another person passing by."

  Under the gazes of countless eyes, the drunken man successfully came to the store, and the soldiers inside saw him staggering, and subconsciously frowned: "What do you want?"

  The man who heard the other person's words shook his head to wake himself up. He didn't say what he wanted immediately, but took out a white magnetic card from his pocket and flashed it out, then put it away again.

   "There's no such thing as a hangover."

   "Did you get drunk on purpose?"

   "Well, it's a little uncomfortable."

   "If you don't like drinking, don't force yourself to drink. There is nothing to hangover, but here is some cola, which should help you."

   "That's all."

  The soldier inside nodded, found two bottles of Coke from the shelf at the back, and handed them to the man when he came back. Zheng Minghui, who wanted to see the man's embarrassment, was stunned when he saw this scene: "Why is that?"

  He glanced back and found that the previous group was also watching, so he couldn't help walking over and asking them, "What's the matter with that person?"

  The group of people all looked at him, but most of them didn't speak. One of them pretended to be well-informed and said, "That person seems to have... meal... meal ticket?"

   "Meal ticket?" Zheng Minghui was taken aback after hearing this.

   "Didn't you see the white card he just took out of his trouser pocket?"

   "It seems to be..."

  When the other party said this, Zheng Minghui immediately remembered what the soldier inside said about the white magnetic card when he passed by.

   And the drunk guy showed a white card.

  Is this the meal ticket?

Zheng Minghui, who was extremely hungry at the moment, had been dazzled by hunger, and he didn't think about it at all. He just wanted to fill his stomach, and he didn't know that he didn't know much compared to the person talking to him in front of him. Most of it is bullshit.

   "Do you know how to get this meal ticket?" Zheng Minghui asked again, and the other party replied with some uncertainty: "Uh... I don't know, where should I go to get it."

   "Okay... okay." Zheng Minghui nodded, looked back, the drunk man picked up the two bottles of Coke given to him by the soldiers, and then walked towards the distance.

  He looked at his trousers that had just been spat out by the other party, thought of a way, ran to Shen Mingke, and shook them again. This action interrupted Shen Mingke's thoughts again.

   "What the **** are you trying to do, leave me alone!"

   "What a yell!"

   "What do you have to say!" Shen Mingke was so angry that he didn't give the other party a good look at all.

   "I have a solution!"

   "There... what? What can you do?" Zheng Minghui's words made the anger on Shen Mingke's face disappear without a trace in an instant.

Zheng Minghui pointed at the man, and then whispered something in Shen Mingke's ear. Then, he suddenly ran towards the drunk man. This behavior immediately made those around who were secretly staring at them panic. Confused, Shen Mingke was also a little dazed, but finally shook his head and didn't take it seriously.

  【Not good, the target person is approaching the No. 22 driver again, stop him quickly! 】

  【Take urgent action! 】

  【The target person is already approaching the No. 22 driver, it's too late! 】

  (end of this chapter)