Vol 3 Chapter 1727: Time and Space Merchants (4)

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I took the seat and changed it. The kite has already opened the door.
She is looking outside and seems to be observing the environment.
This place is a very old building, a corridor in the past, and many residents live.
This room is close to the middle of the room. It is necessary to go a long distance to go downstairs.
At this time, many people’s doors were open, and some people went in and out and were busy.
The first appearance of a kite, standing here, naturally attracts some people's attention.
However, people here are probably more concerned about what to eat tomorrow, so curiosity is curious, and no one will be nosy.
"Cry and cry, you know how to cry, how to raise you such a bad thing." In the next room, the man roared and went out, holding a box in his hand, like a repairman's toolbox.
The man is leaving.
This is the big boy who was still licking the child yesterday.
Finishing the clothes, trotting out and locking the door: "I am fine."
"Ok."
The kite went in the direction of the stairs and followed her head with her head.
When I walked up to the stairs, I suddenly found a head inside: "Little dwarf, stop."
The body of the mat was obviously stiff, and the hand holding his clothes was tight.
Inside, a middle-aged man full of alcohol, squatting, didn't know how long he hadn't taken care of it.
"Go, buy a bottle of wine for Laozi." The middle-aged man commanded the path.
The path is low: "I don't have money..."
The middle-aged man has a thick voice: "I want to have money for you, hurry up. Stand up and do what you want!"
Talking about the middle-aged man raising his hand is going to take a seat.
The path did not mean to fight back. He just instinctively hid behind, but the pain in the imagination did not come, but the middle-aged man made a scream.
The call was particularly harsh, and the rooms in the back were all looking out.
The middle-aged man was pinched by a little girl and his body was twisted in a strange posture.
This drunkard is annoyed by people on the whole floor. However, they are usually mixed with alcoholic people. They can't afford it, so everyone usually walks around him.
Alcoholic people occasionally lick a little of their stuff, but it won't be too much. Everyone will endure it. It's better than being mixed up and looking for it.
Only the child who lived alone on this floor was often bullied by the drunkard.
Everyone can manage it badly, and there is time to manage others. Everyone just looks at it on weekdays, and then they have nothing to do.
Unexpectedly, I will see such a scene today.
The little girl didn't look too big, her body was slender and weak, and the wind fell.
But the drunkard of the drunkard, in front of this little girl, did not have a bit of resistance.
The kite lifted his ankle in the lower half of the drunkard, and the drunkard was screaming again, squatting somewhere and fell to the ground, and it was so full of pain.
The kite was annoying, went up and licked his feet, pressed down his body and whispered a threat: "Let me see you move his hands on him, I will kill you."
She said that this was not a big deal, and that the drunkard was too fierce, and the bench at the back did not hear it.
The drunkard’s cold scorpion on the first kite, the coolness on the back ridge, seems to suppress the pain of the heart, and there is a fear in the bottom of my heart.
The first kite is perfect, and the soul is sublimated and the mind and body are comfortable.
When the kite came out, she took the path downstairs and soon disappeared into the sight of everyone.
Everyone looked at each other for a while, slowly coming out, to the side of the drunkard, looking at the brain.
"Who is that girl?"
"Don't know... the relatives of the children?"
"No, for so long, I haven't seen any relatives."
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The seat was pulled down by the first kite, and the last few steps were not stabilized, slamming into the back of the kite.
I took a look at my forehead and panicked and apologized: "I'm sorry..."
The kite was stuck in the throat and he couldn’t find it.

Where is there a place to sell clothes?

The foot touched the forehead and whispered: "There is a shopping mall not far from the front."
The first kite took him away, and the trail was almost a slap, but the speed of the kite was not as fast as he was, he could keep up.
After a few steps, I found out that I was dragged by her.
The girl's hand is white and tender, and at first glance it is a hand that has not been done and is very well maintained.
The whole person is stiff.
she was……
Thinking about the rough and wounds that I was hurting, I wanted to take my hand back.
However, the path was not too dare to struggle, and finally made it like a kite with the same foot.
Fortunately, the attention of the first kite did not seem to be on him, and did not pay much attention to him.
When I wait for the green light, I will find my voice: "Are you all right?"
"never mind."
After a while, I asked: "Why... why are you on the road?"
First kite: "..."
Suddenly remembered, he might see his wolverine look, is it going to kill a mouth?
Finally, think about this should be a good person card, she resisted this impulse, meditation several times after the best person card is the most important, with a small face: "accident."
"Oh……"
It is a well-behaved mat, and there is no further questioning.
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The shopping malls that Xi Ma said are a little different from the shopping malls that the first kite said. This is simply a wholesale market.
The first kite is going to buy two clothes for himself, but the money spent is not too much. It is really cheap to buy clothes here.
The first kite pulled into a men's clothing store: "Choose what you like."
With a horrified attitude, he couldn’t believe it. The first kite wanted him to pick clothes.
The first kite nodded.
"I... don't...it's too expensive..." The bench swayed.
"You..." The kite took a deep breath: "You saved me, this is Xie Li, hurry to pick."
"I just brought you back, didn't do anything, didn't..." The mask refused. He took a bit of effort in bringing her back. He didn't do anything at all, and he was not ruined.
The first kite loosened the hand of the seat and put it on his shoulder, gently plucking people into his arms: "What color do you like?"
The mat was suddenly held, and his face was red first, and then he struggled.
The first kite pressed his shoulder and stared at him: "Don't move, don't you want to make it too ugly here?"
Seat: "..."
He looked around, and sure enough, someone was looking at it, the blush on his face was more obvious, and the heartbeat was a mad jump.
"What color do you like?" The kite asked again.
The shoulders licked their lips and shook their heads.
The first kite did not ask, pointing directly to the two sets of clothes, let the store take the number he wore.
"Do you try it yourself, or can I help you?"
Seat: "..."
The seat was forced to be a little red, and when the first kite was pulling him to do it, he took the clothes and went to the curtain next to him.
The first kite looked at the curtain and fell, and the brow lifted slightly, and the mood was better.