Chen shook his head and said: "No, it cannot be filed."

Her voice became lower and lower and gradually became inaudible.

Of course, we can't file a record. This farce happened between the three of them. It's best to stop it here and don't let anything happen again.

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Half an hour later, Zhou Jinru was sitting in the restaurant holding two ice cream balls. Although he didn't like sweets, it was a unique enjoyment to enjoy a cold drink after strenuous exercise.

"Xingxiong said that you won. What she admitted will not change. As an important figure in Londinium's underground forces, what she said carries a lot of weight."

"She said that the honor belongs to me. It was just a verbal expression and should not be taken seriously."

Chen's expression became serious when he heard Zhou Jinru's words: "No, you should believe what Xing Xiong said. Since she said you have won the honor, your name and deeds will immediately spread to the underground forces, at least no one will provoke you again.

."

Do the double-headed red sticks of underground forces have such a big say?

Zhou Jinru took another lick of the ice cream ball. After thinking about it carefully, he thought it was not a bad thing, so he said that if it didn't work, he still had to ask Xing Xiong for help.

As for why Chen, as the superintendent, would say such a thing, Zhou Jinru didn't think much about it, because today's Victoria is an era when capital is rising and trying to control the right to speak, but its power is not strong enough to stir up a torrent of the times, so here it is still

It is based on family, and family is everything.

"Thank you for your information. I have visited six survivors who are still in Londinium in the afternoon. Their lives are very bad and they lack the power to control their destiny. In fact, most people here are like this.

A disaster can knock them from a decent civilized society into a slum, it may be a natural disaster, it may be a disease, it may be an accident.”

Chen sipped a glass of fruit drink and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I would like to reimburse them through the Londinium Disaster Response Fund."

He remembered a voice saying that there was no need for him to do this. After being baptized by the lighthouse, that voice never appeared again.

After eating, Zhou Jinru finally felt like he was alive again and asked casually: "Is there a hotel nearby?"

He had no time to return to the Shivaash family's manor tonight and planned to find a place to stay for the night. He would wait until tomorrow to discuss any issues.

"There is indeed one nearby."

Chen recalled for a few seconds and his tone became hesitant.

Zhou Jinru frowned: "What's wrong?"

"There is only one hotel nearby, a love hotel. Are you sure you want to stay there?"

"I live alone, what's the problem?"

Zhou Jinru has not spent the night in a sitcom yet. Even if it is only a love hotel, he is ready to give it a try.

Facing Chen's uncertainty, the mist hunter couldn't help but laugh: "How about you don't go back tonight?"

"no!"

Chen blurted out. She looked at Zhou Jinru's action of spreading his hands and emphasized: "It just can't be done. Don't force me."

Zhou Jinru followed the good advice: "Okay, no problem."

He had never thought about it that way. What he just said was just a joke. In reality, Chen is a strong woman with ideals and principles. No matter how easy she is to talk to in the sitcom, she really wants to do something excessive. Return to reality.

After that, just wait to be beaten.

Zhou Jinru didn't want to be beaten, not at all.

"Hey, Zhou, are you really not angry?"

Finally, Chen blinked his big eyes and asked again.
Chapter completed!