Imperial Beast: I Can Copy and Synthesize Infinitely

The scarred face disappeared at the entrance of the food city, and Lin Ye was a little lost.

What does this guy mean by his words, threatening himself?

After thinking about it carefully, I feel that the other party is not malicious, but more like a kind reminder to myself.

Suddenly, Lin Ye remembered those two running figures and touched his chin.

"not understand."

Unable to figure out the reason, he simply put aside these useless thoughts.

After eating, he picked up his phone again and started taking orders.

The order this time was not ideal. It was an old community, and the roads around it were bumpy. I guess I couldn't pick up other orders along the way.

He thought, got on the electric bike, and followed the navigation.

Riding a bicycle on the path, a gust of cold wind blew in front of him, and Lin Ye shivered.

Before I knew it, it was almost autumn.

I don't know when the weather started. It's not as warm as it was at first. It seems that I have to get off work and go home earlier.

Ten minutes later, he passed a relatively deserted path and stopped in front of the spring garden.

That's right, this suburban community is called Spring Garden.

There are those bungalows all around, only this one is independent, counted together, it means six or seven low-rise buildings connected together, it seems that it has been around for a long time.

Thirty years.

Lin Ye made a conservative estimate.

"stop!"

On the gate with the rusted liquid crystal, an uncle who was nearly forty years old stopped him.

He was wearing an old security uniform, which had the same sense of age as the community behind him, with two words serious and rigid written on his face.

"Stop, you won't be allowed to enter here." The uncle stopped him, laying his whole body in front of the gate.

Lin Ye discussed with him for a while, and it turned out that this uncle was much more straightforward than he had imagined, and he was beaten to death just to prevent him from entering.

Sighing helplessly, he called the buyer.

"Hi, I'm a certain group of riders.

It's at the gate of your community now, and the uncle here won't let me in. Do you think I should get it down by myself, or leave it at the gate? " Lin Ye said politely.

The other party was silent for a while, and then an extremely unreasonable voice came.

"I don't care, you have to send it to me anyway, otherwise I will give you a bad review!"

beep beep...

Lin Ye held the phone dully, her scalp tingling.

What do you mean?

Give a bad review if you don't send it in? !

How can this be embarrassing? Obviously just want to give a bad review!

He took a deep breath, his face darkened, did he offend someone?

Scarface's words flashed inexplicably in his mind, and he vaguely felt that these were not coincidences.

Putting down the phone, with a courteous smile on his face, he discussed with the rigid uncle: "Uncle, you just let me in. If I don't go in again, this guy will give me a bad review."

As he spoke, he was enveloped in grief, and sobbed, "I've lived in an orphanage since I was a child, and I didn't meet a..."

"Got it!

Young man, don't play the emotional card, don't look at me like this, I have been to Hengdian when I was young.

Do you know Hengdian? "He said and patted his chest with disdain.

"I haven't seen any scenes, don't play for me here, no one in this neighborhood has ever ordered takeaways to be delivered, and the deliverymen in this area know it, why are you so unreasonable!"

He sat on the rocking chair by the door with a determined face.

Lin Ye opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to refute.

The buyer's phone rang again, and the voice inside was extremely impatient.

"I'll give you the last five minutes. If I can't deliver, I'll give you a bad review, and I don't want this meal!" The other party was still growling, and finally hung up the phone.

The uncle sitting not far away also heard the voice on the phone and glanced up at him, still as if nothing had happened.

It's none of your business, hang on high.

Lin Ye looked at the rusty iron gate in front of him, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Looking towards the balcony of 301, the balcony is open at this time, and a figure can be vaguely seen putting down the phone in the balcony.

Could it be that someone really made things difficult for him on purpose?

In fact, Lin Ye did not guess wrong.

At this time, on the inner side of the balcony of 301, a young man in his early twenties with yellow hair put down his mobile phone and blew smoke rings.

Taking another sip, he glanced at Lin Ye downstairs, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He picked up his phone and sent a text message.

"Brother Wang, this kid is downstairs right now, as long as he can't come up within five minutes, I'll give him a bad review."

Send a text message, and the other party will reply in seconds.

"Xiaoguang, well done. I just wanted to stop this guy from snapping up orders so fiercely. Now I'd better teach him a lesson."

Huangmao Xiaoguang smiled, and continued to reply: "I didn't expect that this kid would actually receive my order.

This is God's arrangement, it must be planted in my hands! "

"Let's not talk about Xiaoguang, I'm making a list now, I'll talk about it when I'm done."

Xiaoguang inhaled all the cigarette in his hand, then spit it out, and extinguished it.

Turning his gaze to the area below, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I want to see, how can you escape my bad review today?"

At this time, Lin Ye was standing downstairs, looking up into the balcony, just in time to feel the playful gaze.

That's right, although he couldn't see it, he could feel that this guy must be staring at him jokingly from above.

This is the intuition of martial arts practitioners!

"Don't look at the young man, it is impossible for you to enter this gate today, just leave the takeaway here, and whoever buys it will come over and get it." The uncle sat at the door and said leisurely With a smug look on his face.

That expression seemed to say, look, this is my territory, and I have the final say!

Lin Ye didn't respond to him immediately, but stared at the balcony with a smile on his lips.

"Uncle, I'm sorry.

You said that no takeaway has ever been delivered here, and today this rule may be broken. "

Hearing this, the uncle sat up straight and smiled.

"oh?

The young man is young, but his words are quite arrogant.

I'm not afraid to tell you that the key is with my old man, but I won't give it to you today because I have a heart attack. ' he said, even more proud.

have heart disease.

This is a bull batch BUFF, what do you do?

"No key." Lin Ye said, stretching his muscles a few times.

There was a crackling sound from the muscles and bones, and the whole person made a sprinting movement.

The uncle was also attracted by his actions, looked at him with a smile and said, "Young man, you don't need a key, so why not fly in?"

As he spoke, he laughed.

It's just that his laughter stopped abruptly halfway through.

Because Lin Ye was running towards the gate under his nose, then he jumped up, lightly tapped the iron gate, and turned over directly.

No.

To be precise, it is floating!

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