Mediterranean smiled dryly, his face stiff. Lu Zheng's unwitting hand just now made his liver almost shatter. It turned out that his confident methods were useless at all.

No wonder Gao Biao told him privately that this Lu Zheng is a ruthless character.

Xu Zhigao is Lu Zheng's backer, he knows it. But the county officials are not as good as the current management, Xu Zhigao is the person in charge of the Southern Bureau, but this part of Jiangxi has never been able to intervene.

He can see it now, how ruthless it is, it's ruthless. If you say two wrong sentences just now, you will immediately kneel. Director Peng took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said with a sneer: "Consultant Lu, you are all masters. I don't want to be involved in your grievances, Li Ronghao was indeed beaten a lot. How do you say this? You're on the wrong side, and it's not easy to deal with. I know that you were hand-picked by Director Xu, and you must have two brushes. But this ...... You have to take care of Ju Li's face, right?"

Lu Zheng said lightly: "It's easy to please God, but it's hard to send God." ”

Director Peng's eyebrows jumped, and he intuitively felt that something was wrong, it didn't sound like Lu Zheng was in trouble, but Director Li was in trouble, and it was a big deal.

He suddenly couldn't sit still, especially the look at Shang Lu Zheng that seemed to see through everything, which made him feel weak for a while. After holding back for a long time, he said, "Advisor Lu, since you have already admitted it." So, I'll report this as you said. As for the processing...... This one...... I think this has to be studied and decided, and it is decided to be studied. ”

Swaggering out of the interrogation room, Lu Zheng was relaxed, humming a little song in his mouth. Director Peng, Liu Qingshan, and the recorder were covered in cold sweat, as if they were not interrogators, but people under trial.

Lu Zheng's aura is too powerful. Damn, don't do this in the future, Director Peng secretly decided.

Back in the room, Lu Zheng felt a little excited, this Huaxia Blessing Meeting was too useless, he thought it was presided over by a group of immortal wind bones, it turned out to be similar to the style of other units.

After about half an hour, there was a noise at the door. Hua Xiangrong's coquettish cheeks flashed through the doors and windows, and she winked playfully at Lu Zheng.

The show finally began, Lu Zheng smiled, simply lay on the bed with his arms on his pillow, closed his eyes and recuperated, and waited for good news.

In the Big Wild Goose Pagoda of Chang'an City, an owl fluttered its wings and landed on the tower, staring at the noisy and chaotic Chang'an City, and scolding: "Damn, what is this for?"

It flew around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda twice, but there was no trace of Lu Zheng, and it couldn't help but shout: "Little brother, my eyes are not good during the day, where are you hiding? Why can't I see you under the bricks?"

Just as he was wondering, there was a loud noise in the east of Chang'an City, a sky-high fire rose into the sky, black smoke billowed out, and then the ground trembled, and the tiles of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda rattled.

"I'll go. The owl stammered: "Isn't it just this car, as for such a big fireworks to celebrate?"

Lu Zheng couldn't be found in all directions, and the owl simply fluttered its wings and flew all the way to the explosion site. Smoke billowed and flames raged, as if a nuclear bomb had been dropped in the middle of the city, and it shook the earth.

The civilians who were being evacuated in an orderly manner were originally in a calm mood, but this earth-shattering loud noise completely frightened them. Looking at the direction as if it is the direction of a high-voltage power station, the surrounding power system instantly fails.

After a brief silence, panic spreads. Immediately, someone took the lead in the run, the vehicle was completely out of control, a traffic jam, a traffic jam, in the blink of an eye, a long steel dragon stuck in the street and could not move, and the scene could be moved to Hollywood as a doomsday scene, and there was no need for special effects at all.

The owl flew as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye it was high in the sky, overlooking the raging fire. At the place where the fire broke out, the crowd had already been evacuated, and Rao could see seven or eight people covered in fire, wailing and rolling into charcoal.

After circling twice in the sky, the owl's pupils shrank, and in a black hole with thick smoke in the center of the fire, a little light suddenly flashed, and a flying sword burst out.

Then a dark purple giant snake snaked out, and the flying sword circled gorgeously twice, slammed into it, and then turned into a lightning bolt and struck into the giant snake's body.

The owl lowered its height and looked at the serpent where it had been hit, and it was clearly a thick root covered with nodules and cracked bark.

After a pause of about a second, the root suddenly burst, and the purple juice splattered, turning into a rain of rain and falling to the ground with a clattering sound, corroding the ground into scars.

There was a clanging sound, and the flying sword that had slain the serpent rolled to the ground and became dim.

The owl smiled disdainfully and said, "It's a shame that a child's plaything dares to be taken out and displayed!"

The flying sword that fell to the ground was more than seven inches long, glowing with bronze black light, and the ornamentation was ancient, which was very much the style of an ancient sword of the Warring States period. Its light was dim, indicating that the aura was lost, but the tail trembled by itself, as if it was extremely unwilling, and constantly emitted high-frequency oscillations.

The owl is superb, but the insight is extraordinary. At a glance, it can be seen that this flying sword is extremely valuable, and it has lasted for a long time, if it is full of aura, it must be very fierce and domineering.

The owl, except for not playing tricks with Lu Zheng, is not so polite to others. Such a flying sword fell in front of you, and it would be a fool not to pick it up.

I saw the owl take a glance, retract its wings, and fall from the sky spiraling like a cannonball. At this moment, a black-robed and white-haired Taoist rushed in the distance, aiming directly at the flying sword.

The owl moved extremely fast, grazing the ground and accurately holding the flying sword, and with a flap of its wings, it soared into the sky.

The black-robed and white-haired Dao elder was shocked and shouted, "Good thief bird, leave the flying sword!"

Standing with his mouth and unable to speak, the owl cursed in his heart: "Silly fork!" and flew higher and higher with his wings triumphantly, pulling a lump of bird by the way.

The old Taoist was dancing and holding the talisman, his angry eyes were about to pop out, and he didn't pay attention to the bird above his head, and he was smashed. Reaching out and touching it, his head was full of filth, his face was green, and he scolded: "Who is the monster, how dare you humiliate me like this." If the old Taoist doesn't stand you as meat sauce, you will not be a man!"

"Good head!" the owl muttered, standing on the roof of the next building as if he were demonstrative, writhing his ass at the old way.

"Thief Bird, Thief Bird!"

The old Taoist qi and blood surged, the blood poured into the pupils, so that he fainted, held the sword in his right hand, and touched a string of copper bells in his left hand, shook it, and made a strange sound, jingle bell, jingle bell......

"Thief bird, Hugh go!"

With a wave of his wide sleeves, two yellow paper armor soldiers flew out, turning into two pocket-sized gold-armored soldiers in the air, and soared towards the owl.

"Silly fork!"

The owl pressed the flying sword to his feet, his chest straightened, his eyes flickered, and suddenly a burst of flames erupted, extinguishing the ashes of the golden-armored soldier.

"Hey!"

The old man stomped his foot suddenly, pinched the five thunder fingers, and recited a mantra of five thunders in his mouth, like thunder. The owl's head flashed with lightning, and a bolt of lightning slashed down.

The owl ducked lightly, pouting and pulling a bubble of bird poop.

"You're ......! I'm angry, I'm angry!"

Lao Dao beat his chest and shouted: "Return my ancestor's magic sword!" As soon as his words fell, a root suddenly popped out of the black smoke in the pit, rolling him lazily around his waist.

With a scream, the roots wrapped the old way like a snake, dragged it into the hole, and disappeared.

The owl looked startled and scolded, "What the hell, what the hell? )