Seeing that Fang Tian was honest, the two policemen glanced at each other and nodded knowingly.

If you don't make things serious, he's not being honest?

Coming out of the police station, Fang Tian's eyes were dark, stupid.

At this time, it may be some time before dawn, and this is the time for others to dream. If he went home, wouldn't it alarm his parents, his father-in-law, and Huang Yun's grandparents?

People are dreaming!

Especially Huang Yun's grandparents and grandmothers, the two old people, they are very sensitive when they sleep, and they will wake up when there is a little noise outside.

Usually when you are at home, when you go to the toilet in the middle of the night, they will cough to indicate that they know.

If you are a thief and hear their coughing, you will definitely walk away.

Standing at the door of the police station, Fang Tian didn't want to leave.

Although, the police station is in the northeast corner of the village, only three or four miles away from Huang Yun's home.

"You're not gone yet?" asked a policeman who questioned him.

"Hmm!" Fang Tian didn't bother to take care of it.

"Wait until dawn before we leave!

"You're welcome!"

"Go to the meeting, they're there too, and we'll leave when it's dawn. ”

"Who?"

"It's the melon-eating crowd that I brought with me! You go! I'm going to ask the others!"

Fang Tian didn't bother to go to the conference room, so he sat down on the chair in the hall.

In the office hall of the police station, there are several rows of seats. Because, on the first floor, the outermost part of the hall is the household registration window.

Entering from the family register hall, there is a corridor with other offices on either side of the corridor.

In criminal cases, the police bring the suspect into the backyard of the police station through the side door and send him to the interrogation room and other places. Generally, those who are released pass through the main entrance hall.

Fang Tian leaned back in his chair, thinking about what had happened, with a smile on his face.

Master asked him to come and patrol the city, and he really did that. So much trouble!

If Master hadn't let him out, how many times would you have entered the police station in one night, and the school would have vouched for you, would it be strange that you wouldn't have been expelled from the school?

After thinking about what had happened, Fang Tian didn't feel sleepy at all, and he was still very excited. And he thought, "Where are you going to patrol the city tomorrow?"

The train station, Chaoyang Square, and the village where I live have all been inspected, and I can no longer patrol these places. Besides, there is already an accident here, and it is impossible for someone who has done bad things to come back to the muzzle of the gun.

And, tomorrow during the day: is it time to go home to sleep or to go to school to sleep?

When he went home to sleep, he felt bad. Mom and Dad, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, and Huang Yun's grandparents will definitely ask. Let's go back to school!

Just when Fang Tian was proud, the other person was frustrated.

This person is none other than the little demon king Zhang Shigui!

The news of the arrest of the members of the poisonous organization soon reached his ears.

The person who touched the porcelain at the bus station was arrested before, and he already knew about it.

Also, the people who touch porcelain in the underground business circle of Chaoyang Square are also his people.

No, they were all people he could control.

Although the little demon king Zhang Shigui has not been back in Nanshi for a long time, he has successfully controlled the underground black market. If you have money, you can do things, as long as you give money, there are many people who are willing to do things for him.

Also, what did he do? His dad made and trafficked that drug. So, many addicts have to beg him in order to get the poison. And he took advantage of this opportunity to manipulate others and let others do things for him.

Don't you want to smoke? Yes, you can smoke for free. But! You have to do something for me. You've done it for me, and I'll suck it for you in batches.

If you're a petty trafficker, I'll give you a source at a low price.

With benefits, others are willing to die.

"I'm Nyima! Fang Tian! You can't get along with labor and management! Labor and management must kill you! Lao Tzu is a traitor and a nun! Nyima a turtle! Hang you Lao Mo Hai! Ten kinds of dogs! And a mother with a thin skin......

Zhang Shigui, the little demon king under anger, scolded people everywhere.

He is slow to learn other things, and he can understand the swearing words and bad things in various places.

As the little devil curses, his mana value also grows by leaps and bounds.

Each curse increases by one mana.

Because, every time you scold, you are moved by demonic hearts and evil thoughts.

As long as you have magical impulses and evil thoughts, your mana will increase.

Of course, the little demon king Zhang Shigui didn't know the trick to increasing his magic power.

However, if you know this trick, you will curse deliberately, and you will not increase your mana.

In a word, whether it is the cultivation of spiritual energy or the cultivation of magic value, it must be from the heart!

Only when you have an evil impulse in your heart can you increase your mana.

Only when you have good thoughts in your heart can you increase your mana.

Falsification is not long-lasting. On the contrary, it may backfire, lowering your mana or aura.

After roaring for a while, the little demon king Zhang Shigui stopped.

After drinking the bodyguards back from his side, he sat cross-legged on the floor and began to practice magic. He wanted to use magic to clean up Fang Tian.

The result is to make him even more decadent!

In his brain memory bank, Fang Tian's shadow could not be found at all.

At this moment, Fang Tian didn't seem to be in his brain memory. In his memory and impression, it was as if there was no such person as Fang Tian at all.

I'm Nima! It's weird! I, Zhang Shigui, still don't believe it? I can't clean up your Fang Tian.

After a long period of tossing, it was dawn.

The little demon king Zhang Shigui called the bodyguards over and gave them tasks.

"No matter what means you use, you must give me someone from the Fang Tian family to get a few deaths!"

"Yes!"

"But one! can't sell me!"

"Yes, young master, we know this!"

"Who did it, whose idea it was, it has nothing to do with me Zhang Shigui!"

"Yes, yes, yes!

"Give them money! You know! If they behave, it doesn't matter if they give more money. If they extort money, promise them first, satisfy them, don't they just give money, and then destroy their whole family......

What the little devil means: as long as the other party is willing to do it, even if they want more money. As long as it's not blackmailing us, satisfy them. If the other party does something, then they will blackmail in turn. If you don't give money, they will give you out. Congratulations to them: not only will they die! A large number of people will die. Their families are not guaranteed to be safe.

As soon as Fang Tian made a move, it was only one afternoon and one night, which made the little demon king Zhang Shigui suffer heavy losses. So! The little devil decided to take revenge.

Just imagine! If Fang Tian continued to patrol the city, he would go through the entire South City. Then the forces he just cultivated, not all of them have been destroyed?

Fang Tian was resting and proud in the hall of the police station, while the little demon king Zhang Shigui was roaring.

When the little demon king Zhang Shigui arranged for people to go down to do evil, Fang Tian came out of the police station and did not go home to sleep, nor did he go back to school to sleep. Instead, he patrolled the city during the day.

(End of chapter)