"Mr. Satan, are you a philosopher?"

The fat girl was holding a fashionable snack in her hand, she didn't dare to eat it, and asked obediently.

Satan's expression was still indifferent and expressionless, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly,

"It's much worse than the godfather. ”

He is like a chessboard master, good at arranging troops in complex environments, and making timely moves one by one;

More like a trader, he knows when to throw away and when to buy.

When Bai Wu was a ruthless guy with an inferior root and an occasional disobedience, he was once ready to give up. But the goods didn't lose their way into the big wall, and they could still survive holding on to a wooden stake if they jumped into the sea.

If this kind of performance is regarded as a desire to survive, then Lao Bai left intimidating content for the police on the beach, which he is still satisfied with.

But this thing bluntly left the symbol of the dark skeleton, and he felt that Lao Bai had a simple mind and was not a good killer at all.

This wave of torture against Fang Tianyu had already started when Lao Bai jumped into the sea.

He walked slowly with each move, and watched Zhang Ye and the fat girl admire the five-body throw.

"Mr. Satan, he is not as incompetent as he imagined, I almost fell to my death, Huang Mao has two blows, and he is tortured ......"

Zhang Ye stumbled, his eyes becoming fierce.

The fat girl didn't say anything at first, but when she saw that he mentioned the dead hand, she echoed,

"Kill him, now. ”

With that, she picked up a cup of coffee and carefully handed it over to Satan.

It had only been a few seconds since the coffee cup fell on the table, and the thick, hot coffee had already spilled on her face, and Satan didn't even look at it, and said in a deep tone,

"Killing a person is like pinching an ant to death, Fang Tianyu didn't kill him if he had the ability,

One is still thinking of getting it and putting it under my command;

This move is not optimistic now, and the second step is to torture him to the point that life is worse than death.

A mad hero, more useful than a martyr they say,

Cheng Fei is dead, he is a hero, and he is of no use to us at all. ”

Satan leaned back on the couch, seemed tired, and spoke something odd.

"If we die, there will be no one to oppose us,

Those people in the bureau can't stop our plan. ”

Zhang Ye found that he would have a calm temper and not be irritable, so he continued to express his thoughts.

Satan stopped talking, apparently accepting his idea.

"That's right, just like him now, just kill him, it seems embarrassing to make him, the police are also human, they all have seven emotions and six desires, and they will be timid when they encounter big things, so ......"

The fat girl clasped her hands and analyzed boldly.

She thinks that if she kills Fang Tianyu and puts some spoofed things on him, it will immediately become explosive news, coupled with all kinds of gossip, it will definitely have a great impact on society.

Many of the police officers who know some inside information will no longer be involved in the Dark Skull Project, and they will be like a fish in water and will do whatever they want.

"Tired or not, have a cup of tea, light it. As they discussed, Satan spoke slowly.

A cup of clear green tea was served.

He took two sips, and asked the fat girl without raising his head.

Do you know the tea ceremony?

The fat girl's body is piled up with high-calorie food and drinks, and she usually doesn't even drink plain water, either wine or drinks.

She shook her head directly.

Zhang Ye said a little pretentiously, "Drinking tea will cut off the temper,

And a pick-me-up, sir, right?"

Satan drank slowly, slowly, and enjoyed.

After taking a few sips, a ball of tea swirled in his mouth, and then swallowed it slowly, reminiscing about the faint fragrance of tea, he lazily glanced at Zhang Ye and the others, and said,

"Knock, you are a little bit right, but you haven't even said the most basic, the tea ceremony is the king's way, the king's way, all-encompassing,

It can be called the second set of philosophical books, the lower one gets its flavor, the middle one gets its rhyme, and the upper one ......"

Satan said like a politician and philosopher, as if he was returning to the sacred tea ceremony, taking a sip of the teacup and feeling it slowly.

It seems that this cup of tea hides a great secret, with all the magic weapons of his victory over his opponents.

In Zhang Ye's eyes, there is something evil.

Neither of them spoke, Zhang Ye, the king of special forces, thought slowly, repeated those words, and suddenly said thoughtfully,

"Sir, it's amazing, very profound truth, philosophical truth, then, the one in the middle has its rhyme, what about the higher level?"

Usually, he is a killer with good skills.

After all, I have mixed with overseas high-level celebrities and have some basic humanities knowledge, so after thinking about it, I feel that the other party is smart.

Although the fat girl didn't understand, she felt that Satan was becoming more and more mysterious, so she couldn't help but come over and make a deaf appearance.

"On the road, the road, the highest philosophy, the highest technique, the highest mind, including politics, economy, military culture, and human nature......"

Speaking of emotion, Satan slowly stood up, acting like a great leader.

"Sir, I admire you more and more, it's like a five-body cast, you actually know so many philosophical thoughts, but for Fang Tianyu, I feel that I still take the lowest method,

We're already challenging the police department, and they ......."

Zhang Ye said generously, thinking that he had defeated Fang Tianyu's police team again and again, and it was still a strong team, and the other police officers were not opponents at all.

"Sir, Fang Tianyu can't die, he will be happy when he dies, Miss Ben is angry when she looks at him, and her chest is bulging with anger. ”

The fat girl pouted, saying well-behaved, but she was still in favor of killing Fang Tianyu.

"Let's enlighten you today, let's do this, there is an absolutely confidential word, of course you don't deserve to know at all, make an exception,

I'll tell you about it, let's even if it's a mess in the rivers and lakes,

How big are the rivers and lakes, and what does it have to do with the government?"

Satan holds the teacup and looks profound.

When it came to the relationship between the rivers and lakes and the government, not only did they cheer up, but even a few expressionless black-clothed bodyguards had a little curiosity on their faces.

Then, Satan's voice echoed throughout the dark room, slowly echoing,

"No matter how big the rivers and lakes are, they are just a corner of the country......"

Today, he is very flexible, saying that the rivers and lakes will set off some storms and even do a lot of big things, but after all, he is a part of society, and he can make money and make profits by relying on his ability to achieve some of his own goals, but he must not openly show his face to fight.

In that case, it would be an egg hitting a stone and bringing about its own destruction.

"Thieves don't fight with officials. He finally summed it up, looking excited and tired.

Although she didn't fully understand what the big guy meant, the fat girl still nodded as if she didn't understand, raised her mobile phone, and said,

"Sir, I know, I called the surname Fang to live better than death, continue to splash dirty water. ”