Xiao Longnu could tell that Chen Zhao was a very troublesome person.
Otherwise, the grandmaster wouldn't be in such a hurry to get her to cut ties with Chen Zhao after delivering the gift.
The grandmaster seemed unreliable most of the time.
However, when he was serious, he gave off a sense of conviction.
"Zhang, what do you mean?"
"It's obvious. You're a dangerous person."
Chen Zhao was still talking to Zhang, the phone under his shoulder.
He took the box from Xiao Longnu and opened it.
There was a fruit he didn't recognize in the box.
"Is this it? Is this an elemental fruit? "
Chen Zhao was about to take it when Xiao Longnu immediately stopped him.
"You can't take it out."
"Why?"
"You have to eat it within three minutes of taking it out, or it'll explode," Zhang Tianyi said.
"Are you sure it won't kill you?"
Chen Zhao was worried about the fact that it would explode if he didn't eat it.
Would it really not explode in his stomach?
"If a regular creature eats it, there's a possibility of it exploding. But if it's a spiritual beast or a demon that's awakened intelligence, you don't have to worry."
"Only one? Where's the other one? "
"I'll give the dragon heart to the Dragon King first. I'll pay the other two. This is the deposit."
"Can people eat it?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"I've never heard of anyone eating it. You can try. It shouldn't kill you." Zhang Tianyi sounded like he really wanted to encourage Chen Zhao to eat it.
"I'll be a fool if I believe you."
Chen Zhao felt that he should follow a rule. If Zhang said yes, then no.
As long as he followed this rule, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage no matter what.
But if he took Zhang's words seriously, he might really lose his life.
"Do you need me to bring Yang's wife around LA?" Chen Zhao asked.
"No, definitely not."
Chen Zhao shrugged. "Why do I feel a deep evil intent?"
"As the saying goes, don't have the intention to harm others, but don't be defenseless," Zhang Tianyi said mercilessly.
"Akra, goodbye." Chen Zhao turned and left in anger.
Chen Zhao bid farewell to Akra Boumon and drove away.
Along the way, Chen Zhao saw Sharan doing something that 99.99% of the people in the world would hate to the bone … Getting a ticket.
Chen Zhao stopped the car beside Sharan. "Hi, darling."
Sharan turned to look at him. "Are you going home?"
"Yeah, are you busy?"
Sharan checked the time and looked up at him. "Two of the people you sent to prison last time died before they could even go to court. Did you do it?"
"Please, I'm a law-abiding citizen. How could I do something like that? I can only say that the prisons in the United States are too dark. Just thinking about it scares me."
Sharan looked at the time and stared at him. "You really didn't do it? I remember that when you saw them at the police station, you said that you wouldn't let them leave the prison alive. "
"You must have remembered wrongly … By the way, are you in a hurry? I've been checking the time. "
"No, I'm not in a hurry."
"Then why do you keep looking at the time?"
"Three minutes are up." Sharan took out a ticket and stuck it on Chen Zhao's windshield. "This is a non-parking space and it's been more than three minutes. You clearly saw me pasting a ticket here, but you still dare to stop before me."
"F * ck." Chen Zhao gritted his teeth and stared at Sharan. "You're too much. You could've warned me."
"I didn't have the obligation to warn you."
"I was going to treat you to an afternoon dessert."
"Can I understand that you're bribing me?"
"Pretend I didn't say anything."
"Since you already said it, you should keep your promise," Sharan said matter-of-factly.
Chen Zhao was helpless. Sharan wanted dessert and even gave him a ticket.
She didn't know how to behave.
Sharan drove her police motorcycle and followed behind Chen Zhao.
The two arrived at an open-air restaurant.
It wasn't their first time at this open-air restaurant.
Both of them enjoyed eating desserts while looking at passersby on the streets.
"Chen, you really didn't kill those two?"
"No, they haven't been sentenced yet," Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. "Why would I kill them? If I really wanted to kill them, I wouldn't have sent them to prison first." This wasn't the prison life Chen Zhao had planned for them.
Chen Zhao didn't even have time to exert any strength before he died.
"Do you not trust me that much?"
"I trust you this time," Sharan said.
"Oh? It's rare for you to trust me so easily. "
"In the past three months, a few people have died in that prison. It's the one you stayed in for a few days."
"LA Seventh Prison?"
"Yes, they were lucky enough to stay there too."
"That prison isn't peaceful," Chen Zhao said weakly. "I was bullied so badly there."
Sharan glanced at Chen Zhao. She wouldn't believe his words.
Because Chen Zhao had gone to prison because he'd helped her.
Sharan was worried that Chen Zhao would regret being bullied in prison.
Then, she used her connections to ask the prison guard.
In the end, the guard said that on the first day, Chen Zhao had beaten up his cellmate.
During lunch and dinner, he'd injured more than ten people.
On the second day, he'd purposely provoked gangs and injured more than twenty people.
How could that be called being bullied badly?
Sharan had never seen such an arrogant prison bully.
Usually, even the most arrogant prisoners would stay obediently for a few days in prison.
But Chen Zhao immediately became a prison bully that no one dared to offend.
"Okay, stop reminiscing about your glorious past," Sharan said, rolling her eyes. Sharan rolled her eyes and said, "You've lived in that prison before. Do you know anyone suspicious in that prison?"
"I was busy dealing with people," Sharan said, rolling her eyes. "After two or three fights, no one dared to offend me anymore. I didn't find anyone suspicious either."
However, Chen Zhao thought of the White Nightmare he'd met in that prison.
What was that White Nightmare's background? Chen Zhao was very curious.
But he hadn't been in prison for long that time.
He'd only interacted with White Nightmare once.
White Nightmare had escaped too quickly, so Chen Zhao couldn't catch her.
In the end, Chen Zhao was released.
"By the way, help me investigate Morocco Piccolo."
As Chen Zhao's cellmate, Chen Zhao felt that he might have some clues.
Morocco was a frequent visitor to that prison. It was normal for him to go in and out.
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