Chapter 1709

"What is it? Take it out and have a look."

Angel didn't think so much. He thought that the hairpin was the best spiritual weapon that fell off the order. The second treasure must be a great thing.

Old green also stared at heling'er, his eyes twinkling with expectation, and wanted to know what the second treasure was.

Crane ling'er proudly took out the second treasure she found. It was a piece of white coral stone. If it wasn't covered with weed like roots, it would look no different from ordinary stones.

"Ling'er, what is this? Why are the stones covered with roots?"

Feng Pian dance looked at these ordinary long hairy stones and asked curiously.

"This is a pumice, which is definitely rarer than an artifact."

Crane ling'er carefully held the stone and said excitedly.

"Rarer than artifact? How rare is it?"

Angel looked at her eagerly and asked.

"Giggle, forgive me. You'll know when your husband comes back."

Crane ling'er smiled cunningly and put away the floating stone. It's not that she wants to sell off, but that it's important. She can't trust old green.

If the news leaks out, this piece of pumice will certainly attract everyone's covet, which will bring big trouble to Ding Ning.

"Sister ling'er, you're so bad. You'll hang people's appetite."

Angel murmured discontentedly, complaining, but forgot that he was a woman disguised as a man. When the passers-by saw such a "mother gun", his face suddenly became extremely strange.

As a result, a lot of gossip spread quickly. A new statement replaced the rumor that after Ding Ning's disappearance, his woman colluded with the young master of the Atlantis family. It became that the young master of the Atlantis family was actually a bitch, so he agreed with Ding Ning's women and became heterosexual sisters.

When old green heard the rumor, he was furious, but it was too late. The rumor quickly became the most talked about gossip on the scene of the martial arts conference, leaving him speechless. As a result, his face was black all day for the rest of the martial arts conference.

The night was getting darker, and the three women were still enjoying the treasure. Perhaps they were stimulated by heling'er. Angel saw strange things and put them into her bag at any cost. Heling'er couldn't stop them. She shook her head and said that she was a loser.

Being heard by passers-by adds the credibility of gossip and intensifies the rumor that gruer is a bitch.

While they were enjoying the night market, they did not find that strange events were taking place in the dark area at the edge of the night market.

Because it is only a temporary flea market without any infrastructure, there will be no toilet.

Martial arts practitioners who have reached a certain level of cultivation can not eat or drink for a long time, but urination and excretion is an essential physiological need every day.

This is not a tourist attraction. There is no supervision and no one is responsible for cleaning. Martial artists are used to it. If they are in a hurry to pee at the night market, they will run to the unmanned dark area at the edge of the night market to solve it on the spot.

But every martial artist who came back from his companions to solve his physiological needs changed his eyes. It took a long time to return to normal. There was a light black fog in the depths of his pupils, which did not attract anyone's attention.

On the southeast side of the elephant trunk slope, in a dark and gloomy forest, the ghost Liao closed his eyes and sat on the ground like a ghost. In front of him, there were dense black bottles.

Hundreds of ghost slaves kept picking up black bottles and floating away, lurking in the dark area at the edge of the night market, waiting for the rabbit

Some single fighters to solve physiological problems.

"How much?"

The ghost Liao, like an old monk, suddenly opened his eyes and asked faintly.

"There are 1800 people tonight, and more than 100 is enough for 2000. With the of the previous few days, almost 10000 people have become puppets under our control."

A ghost slave next to him bowed respectfully and replied in a cold hoarse voice like a ghost climbing out of the depths of hell.

"Well, that's good. Ten thousand people are almost enough. We'll start the final arrangement tomorrow night. The day after tomorrow, we can implement our plan."

The ghost Liao's deep eyes flashed a look of fanaticism, looked up at the sky, spread his arms, and said piously: "your great demon God, your loyal believers will follow your guidance and use the blood of these ignorant and ignorant people to open a gap for the door of hell and welcome your messenger to the world."

The ghost slaves beside him knelt down piously and gave great gifts. The evil look was like an ancient sacrifice, which looked very strange.

……

Bang!

The sound of opening the iron door broke the tranquility of Zhoujiang detention center.

The dazzling lights flashed, and three cars drove into the compound of the detention center. The first one was an Audi with the local police sign of Zhoujiang.

The fat director Chen of the detention center who had received the news for a long time, with a flattering smile on his face, nodded and bowed forward and opened the door for the first Audi. This is the car of the boss of the Municipal Bureau. He dare not neglect it at all.

Director Wang jumped out of the car and nodded at director Chen with a dignified face, but without any greetings, he quickly walked to the second black ELFA business car with Yanjing special license plate and opened the rear door in person like an imperial envoy.

"Director Zhang, the detention center is here. Please get off."

Director Wang said politely, with a flash of envy at the bottom of his eyes.

Although he is also a figure in Zhoujiang, he is not worth mentioning compared with the people in these special departments.

Look at other people's cars. It's an ELFA business car worth 700000 or a modified vehicle with bulletproof effect. Compared with his more than 200000 Audi A6, it's day by day.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the rear was closing his eyes. After director Wang opened the door and shouted, he opened his eyes as if he had just found out. He gave a noncommittal reply.

It took a long time to get off the bus. Other national security members had already got off the bus and were waiting for him.

But he didn't think there was anything wrong. He was the deputy director of the national security action department. Of course, he had to put on airs when he came to handle cases.

Director Wang's eyes flashed a look of anger, but he quickly converged. Although Guoan and the police had no subordinate relationship, he was not willing to easily offend people in a special department, even though director Zhang was only at the same level as him.

"The detention center in Zhoujiang is a little too dilapidated."

Zhang baichi, with his hands on his back and full of official prestige, looked at the mottled eroded wall of the detention center and commented with disgust on his face.

"Zhoujiang's finance is limited, and director Zhang has great powers. If you don't help us to run away and approve special funds, we will also repair this dilapidated detention center."

Mud Bodhisattva still has three points of fire. Zhang baichi just put on airs. He also opened his mouth and said that the detention center was dilapidated. Director Wang couldn't bear any good temper. He stabbed him lukewarm.

Nima, this is a detention center, not a five-star hotel. The outer wall is a little dilapidated. What's the matter? There are a lot of facilities in it.

Zhang baichi frowned and was very unhappy

He wanted to get angry, but when he thought that it was his turn to handle the big case after giving up his old face and entrusted a lot of relationships, he coughed and said, "it's easy to say, it's important to do the business first. Director Wang led the way and took us to interrogate those suspects."

Director Wang sees that he doesn't take over and doesn't want to continue to freeze the relationship, but he's a good director and can't be what you say, right? With a straight face, he pointed to Director Chen and said, "this is director Chen of the detention center, director Chen, and this is director Zhang of Yanjing national security operation office."

Although director Chen also saw that director Zhang was a bad master to serve, he didn't dare to explode and stab at his level. He quickly lost his smiling face and stretched out his hand and said, "welcome director Zhang to guide!"

"The case is urgent. Don't write. Lead the way."

Zhang baichi turned a blind eye to Director Chen's outstretched hand and said coldly with his hands on his back.

Director Chen pasted a cold ass on his hot face and his hands were stiff in the air. The smile on his face was extremely embarrassing. He was suffocated in his heart, but he had no choice but to take his hand and point to the prison house: "please follow me, director Zhang."

"Director Chen, then you are responsible for receiving director Zhang. There is still a case to study in the Bureau. I'll go back first."

Director Wang wanted to make friends with Zhang baichi condom. Unexpectedly, this man was so ungrateful and didn't bother to serve again. After a faint voice, he turned and left.

"OK, Wang Bureau, take your time. I will entertain director Zhang and his party."

Director Chen also ignored Zhang baichi's ugly face and said with a smile.

But I secretly scolded myself. Originally, the Bureau was responsible for reception. I must be served with good wine and food. I live in a five-star hotel, but now, hey, sorry, the detention center doesn't have a budget for hospitality. Just stay in the detention center.

The national security personnel are also very tired. Now they are so late that they don't even have time to eat. Who is not hungry,

Originally, director Wang invited them to have dinner together before handling the case, but Zhang baichi put on an official appearance and insisted on coming to interrogate these terrorist suspects before having dinner.

Now, director Wang left in a rage. The detention center is in the suburbs. Even if Guoan has a travel budget, it is impossible to have a good meal.

This made the faces of these national security personnel handling the case show dissatisfaction. I really don't know if this idiot brain was kicked by a donkey. What's wrong with the local police? What makes you look better than others.

Zhang baichi also noticed the dissatisfaction of his subordinates. He was even more unhappy. He shouted coldly, "what are you waiting for? Don't keep up. Seize the time to interrogate those suspects."

After all, the members of national security are the disciplined forces. No matter how dissatisfied they are, they dare not say anything. One or two of them follow Zhang baichi with a straight face, but they secretly decide that as long as this idiot leads the team in the future, they all refuse to come out with him to handle the case together.

Zhang baichi always holds high and tramples low. How can he care what these people think? He followed director Chen with an expressionless face. He muttered to himself that when he had the opportunity, he must take down director Wang, who didn't know how to look up to him. He dared to leave himself here and give him face, didn't he?

The intersection of Haizhou road and d329 highway is close to the fork of centipede tip wharf. Although the traffic flow is constant in the daytime, it is rare and silent in the evening.

Boom!

With the dazzling lights from far to near, the roar of the engine also broke the silence of Haizhou road.

"Coming!"

The three black robed saints who had been lying in ambush for a long time suddenly perked up, subconsciously widened their eyes and stared at the road behind zhao shu's vehicle.