What happened to the black control group on the entire network who knows XNUMX million skill points?

On this day, she went to the pet hospital as usual. After leaving the hospital, she stopped by a nearby pancake and fruit stall.

These small vendors near the pet hospital are relatively fixed. This one just came two days ago. Compared to the fried chicken restaurant next to it with customers waiting for food, this pancake stand can be said to be deserted.

The boss was sitting leisurely playing with his mobile phone. When he saw a guest coming, he just glanced at him casually and showed no intention of entertaining him.

There were several unopened condiments on the operating table, but there were stains on the corners of the operating table that had not been cleaned.

[This stall doesn’t feel right. 】

"Well, you're not stupid." Yan Xin praised.

"Boss, I want a pancake fruit."

The boss was a fat man, probably in his forties. Hearing Yan Xin's words, he raised his head impatiently. When he saw Yan Xin's delicate little face, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Put on a welcoming attitude.

"Okay, what do you want spicy?"

"It wants to be extra spicy. I like spicy food. Add a little more chili pepper and no coriander." Yan Xin raised the corners of her lips slightly.

"Ok."

The boss immediately turned on the fire, brushed it with oil, and poured in rice milk.

Although this series of actions looks stylish, it always feels a bit uninteresting.

Sure enough, in the next second, he gestured left and right with the tool twice, spreading the rice milk in an unfamiliar manner, and the movements of his hands were very stiff.

It can only be said that the boss was not very skilled when he first started making it. Although the rolled out pie crust could barely be considered a circle, there were several holes in the middle of the pie crust, and some places were even browned.

The boss looked up at Yan Xin and saw that Yan Xin was looking at her phone with her head down and seemed to know nothing about the pie crust. The boss felt relieved.

The movements of the hands are more agile, dipping the sauce, adding ingredients, and packaging.

Not long after, a pancake was finished and he handed the bag to Yan Xin.

"It's delicious. Come back again." The boss said enthusiastically, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"it is good."

[You don’t really want to eat this thing, do you? 】

"He added some spice to me?"

[Not really, but he added half a bottle of chili sauce for you. 】

"It's quite generous." The chill in Yan Xin's eyes did not reach her eyes.

[Have you paid? 】

The system suddenly becomes aware of a problem.

When Yan Xin was waiting for her meal just now, although she was mostly looking at her phone, she didn't seem to have clicked on the payment software.

"I don't understand, the boss didn't say anything." Yan Xin raised her eyebrows with innocent eyes.

The system is a little helpless.

Yan Xin continued to walk forward, Lele lay on her shoulder, curiously looking at the pancake fruit in her hand.

"Sister, can I eat this?"

"You can't eat this." Yan Xin was stunned for a moment, and he was really a foodie.

The road she originally took home from the pet hospital was blocked today due to road construction, so she had to go around it.

After the car drove for a while, it was blocked by people driving from front to back. Several sturdy and well-trained men came over and surrounded both sides of Yan Xin's car.

A man with slender arms and rich muscles knocked hard on Yan Xin's car window with a bad expression.

"Little sister, should you come down by yourself, or should we do it ourselves?"

Yan Xin raised her eyebrows, a smile seemed to flash in her eyes, and she opened the car door cooperatively.

[Tsk, here comes the one looking for you. ]    The system wanted to say something else, but looking at Yan Xin's cooperative actions, he didn't know what to say for a while.

[No, you are really obedient. 】

There were more than twenty people on the other side, and they all had tools in their hands, and some of them even had guns in their waists. No matter how powerful Yan Xin was, if he continued like this, he would feel like he was going to die.

"My little sister is really good-looking. She must have made a living in the entertainment industry with this face. Our boss said that he wants to see you and I advise you to cooperate. Otherwise, these brothers are all big and thick men. If they hurt your face, It’s not good.”

The man who just knocked on Yan Xin's car window looked at Yan Xin with an uncomfortable look.

The expression on Yan Xin's face did not change at all.

She was thinking, thinking about the probability that she could escape if she relied on force.

Unfortunately, the answer is zero.

Moreover, although these people were looking at Yan Xin eagerly, they did not seem to have any intention of taking action easily, otherwise this person would not have to tell him so much.

"Who is your boss?" Facing these people, Yan Xin asked lightly.

Facing this group of people, a normal person's first reaction would be fear.

But Yan Xin didn't feel anything. On the contrary, she still wanted to chat with them. It was obvious that she was very courageous.

"You don't have to worry about this. You'll know later." The man's face was expressionless and his eyes were fierce.

As he said this, with a wave of his hand, four or five burly men stepped forward to hold Yan Xin on her left and right sides, and dragged her to the car.

From beginning to end, Yan Xin showed no resistance and looked weak and innocent.

Everything went so well that even the man was suspicious.

In a building not far from here, several people had a panoramic view of all this.

"Speaking of which, do we really not need to help? What if something happens to that woman and Third Young Master is blamed?" A slightly thin young man asked his companion with a card in his hand.

"A pair of sevens."

The girl held a cigarette in her mouth, threw out two cards, and glanced at them casually.

"How can we help? Their number is five to six times ours. Don't let us get in again if we don't rescue them by then."

"One pair of nine, hey, I win." The boy opposite said hey.

The girl threw all the cards in her hand and glanced at the proud boy.

"It's so boring, you win every time."

"Hey, who made me good at poker?"

The young man who just spoke was not focused on the card game, but looked at the car driving away outside the window, with some worry in his eyes.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, don't worry. Miss Yan said that we don't need to take action. We have to believe that she has other plans." The boy patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Let her practice." The girl put away the scattered cards.

"Let's go with him, we can't let anyone get into trouble."

"Ah."

On the other side, Yan Xin was taken to the car, her cell phone had been taken away, and her eyes were covered.

Perhaps because they were worried that Yan Xin might have a back-up plan, these people tied up her hands and feet with ropes.

Yan Xin didn't feel the slightest bit flustered because of being tied up, but the system and Lele were extremely worried, and even the little turtle couldn't sit still.

"Sister!" Lele clenched her fists and stared at these people with her blood-red eyes.

"Now is not the time to take action." Yan Xin reassured.

Lele drank her blood, which was equivalent to entering into some kind of contract, so it was completely possible to communicate with her thoughts.