Chapter 871

The law enforcement team is a group of mad dogs, which needs no more words for a long time. From their behavior style and the extreme internal atmosphere, it has been fully explained.

But you can't erase the loyalty of these mad dogs;

in those days, King Chu Jiang received the Dharma of Bodhisattva, the king of Tibet, and suppressed the leader of the law enforcement team himself. In fact, he didn't intend to do anything to the whole law enforcement team.

It's a pity that one of the biggest forces, next to the tenth hall, was destroyed like this. Everyone would want to take it back for their own use.

However, in the end, there was no way. When the members of the law enforcement team learned that their leader had been suppressed, they were furious and almost ready to press the palace or rescue.

In the past few days, the members of the law enforcement team, both inside and outside, were killed cruelly. After the upheaval, the only residue was banned. They didn't plan to give a statement or explain anything, so they lived for decades.

Let a group of people, willing to follow a person willingly to go crazy, even at the expense of flag resistance, which is enough to see what kind of terrorist prestige the big leader had in the law enforcement team!

If there is no such absolute submission from subordinates to themselves, instead of another force in hell, when hearing the leader of his family say that he wants to find the last generation of the prince, maybe the following people are not shouting slogans together to comply with, but take a mug to knock the leader out of his mind and send him to the ten halls of Yanluo to ask for a reward or draw a clear line, right?

For example,

when you are in this environment, when you are in this environment,

Qing,

can't feel the slightest desire to resist.

It seems that everything is back to the time when the law enforcement team used to be sound and brilliant.

Reason, thinking, reality, and so on, all become as fragile as white paper at this moment, and are submerged in the tide of sensibility in an instant.

This ability of the old man has been "experienced" by all the people in the library before. To be honest, it's really terrible. After all, it's hard to find the person who doesn't have any cracks in his heart.

As long as you have cracks, even if the size of the nail plate, he can tear you open, enough to submerge you.

In addition,

this time, Qinghe came out to carry out this task together with several second-class teams involved,

no matter how they tried to think about the future of the law enforcement team, look for opportunities and opportunities for the rise of the law enforcement team, etc.

could not change the fact that they betrayed the established policy of the leader of that year.

Da touling was suppressed by the Bodhisattva, the king of Tibet, for the purpose of looking for the last generation of monarchs. As for her,

now she is doing the task of asking for the monarch.

This guilt has always existed. At present, it has been fully aroused and turned into a raging fire, which is burning her soul.

Qing raised the dagger,

then,

thrust the dagger into his chest,

"ah ah!!!"

The tearing of the soul is a kind of severe pain that even a man with firm will can't bear.

But under the gaze of the big head collar above,

under the gaze of all the colleagues around,

she still continued to stir the wound firmly with a dagger,

cut her soul,

one by one!

………………

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak

In the bookstore,

everyone is having a meal,

the little monkey suddenly pushes the rice bowl in front of him,

then he starts jumping up and down on the chair like he is mad.

Yes,

monkeys eat at the table.

At first, although the monkey was also on the table, he just sat at the corner of the table, then took a few pieces of food and chewed it by himself.

Later, the Taoist priest taught him to use chopsticks, and ordered a high chair for him to eat like a baby. After that, the little monkey went to the table like a normal person.

Zhou Ze put down his chopsticks, and Yingying put down the spoon that was serving Zhou Ze's soup.

"Alas."

Boss Zhou sighed,

monkey and Lao Dao get along the longest and have the closest relationship. Obviously, this is what the monkey senses.

Lao Dao may be in danger.

"Do you have a specific location?" Zhou Ze looks at Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang nodded.

He was going to chop people with bronze sword before. If he didn't understand the position, he would fart.

If Zhou Ze didn't say that there are other people in Tongcheng now who are inconvenient to show the secrets of the library, Lao Xu would not bear to send them to the present."Let's go, warbler."

"Yes, sir."

"Watch the house. Besides, pack up."

"All right, boss."

Of course, I'm preparing for the worst. I can't do it. I have to run.

Although boss Zhou doesn't want to get things to this point, he wants him to watch Lao Dao encounter danger instead of saving it. And this time, Lao Dao didn't go to find his sister by himself, but sent him to be the reception by himself;

it's really impossible that he can't save his life.

Boss Zhou is really indifferent now, but he still protects his employees.

Xu Qinglang ate the last meal, put down his chopsticks, picked up the forceful wipe on the table, and then went to the back of the bar to carry the bronze sword. The package that had been packed for a long time with all possible props was carried by him again.

"Squeak!!!"

The little monkey also shouted, obviously, he was going.

"You stay at home and help to pack things together."

Zhou Ze didn't give monkey any room to plead and make trouble again. He turned around and walked out of the bookstore and got on Xu Qinglang's car.

The little monkey hung his head,

once, the old man was locked in the police station, and the little monkey turned into a monkey and went on a rampage to save the old man.

But at that time, it was not mature. Now, it really knows a lot.

It is also clear that if Zhou Ze himself goes there and hasn't been able to save the old way, then adding himself won't help.

Yingying takes out a large suitcase and

begins to prepare for packing.

Shaoqing,

the monkey who went up and down also dragged out a cartoon children's suitcase and began to pack things.

Black chick continues to eat at the table peacefully,

she has nothing to clean up,

the vegetable field can't be moved,

when the time comes,

it's OK to bring a handful of seeds around,

even this one doesn't need to be taken,

there are thousands of children in the body of the dead waiter, she wants to go there at any time.

Xu Qinglang drives the car, his expression is very flat. It's just the so-called thing. When he first sensed that his master had arrived in Tongcheng, he intended to directly cut the door to settle the debt between the master and the apprentice.

But with Zhou Ze's interruption, if we go back at this time, the previous fire will be dispelled.

"Do you have to say that? It's a big deal? "

Asked Xu Qinglang.

"A little trouble."

"Trouble enough to move?"

"It's a good result to be able to move."

Xu Qinglang mumbled and said:

"save the old way."

"Well."

"Revenge can be put down."

Zhou Ze shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that."

How can I let go of my revenge of killing my father and mother?

"I know, I mean, the dead have gone, the living must continue to live well."

Xu Qinglang said, looking back out of the window, and continued:

"I really like my life in the bookstore during this period."

Zhou Ze is silent.

After a long time, when the car has been on the viaduct,

Zhou Ze opened his mouth and said:

"revenge is still to be rewarded."

With a smile on his lips, Xu Qinglang glanced at Zhou Ze and said:

"I just didn't take a step back."

"I understand."

"Well, I can't. I'll study some materials about cooking in the wild."

It's convenient to run and cook.

"Yes, that's the attitude.

But don't worry, things may not be that bad. "

"Do you believe in life?"

Zhou Ze shook his head. "I don't believe in life, but I believe in the old way."

…………

"Mommy, my life is so bitter!"

On the second floor, at the entrance of the stairs, Lao Dao knelt down and sat there with a dispirited expression.

That doll,

that girl who just meets once and wants to protect herself, is that how to stop eating?

What a kind and righteous girl

Lao Dao sighed, not so much that he was sighing to celebrate, but that he was sighing to himself.

Sure enough,

when Lao Dao looked carefully at the old man in the lower corner,

found that the old man just raised his head and was looking at him.

The old man was killed twice by the bookstore,Long time ago, I have formed a feud of death,

this feud,

no solution.

Therefore,

Lao Dao also gave up his intention of begging for mercy,

hand is the figure of his art,

now,

Lao Dao's hand has been placed in his crotch position.

It's like when a policeman meets a gangster, he habitually puts his hand on his waist and prepares to draw a gun.

Even if the effect is very weak, even if it really is not worth mentioning, but we have to do something, or prepare to do something.

The old man smiled at the old man, and in the laughter,

with deep resentment!

The old woman next to the old man reached out to remove the blood stained hair on her face, and she looked at the old man as well,

then,

she almost habitually continued the old man's just actions,

this is a wrong meaning,

can also imitate addiction,

or,

she just wanted to help others When the old man is angry,

he hates anyone,

she hates anyone,

he wants to kill anyone,

she will kill anyone!

"Ah, ah, ah!!!"

The old woman covered her eyes and jumped up again.

The old man's body suddenly trembled, and the scenes of his last death began to appear in his mind again,

he suddenly woke up, and

shouted to the old woman with a strange sense of intimacy:

"don't stop! Stop! Stop, stop, stop

"Pa!"

When she said this, she slapped the old woman on the head, and she stopped in surprise. She looked like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong.

The old man breathed a long sigh of relief. When he looked up again,

was stunned, because the old way had disappeared

The old man's eyes were wide open. At this moment,

there was a kind of unspeakable feeling in his heart,

as if,

was the rebirth of destiny.