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Her words made Zhou Qingshan's whole person feel bad, because his little abacus failed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A sexy woman is not necessarily sensual. The female major from the Ministry of Military Affairs is like an iceberg, and those bloody battlefield videos may move her, but they cannot affect her position in this investigation. And her calmness and sanity may be a big trouble for Qin Tian.

"Qin Tian is very seriously injured, his current state may be ......" Zhou Qingshan tried to exert his strength at the end.

"He is a soldier, but also a man, and he must bear what he should bear. He Yuting looked up at him with a firm gaze, "I don't want the returning warriors to be wronged, but I don't want the blood of the dead officers and soldiers to be shed in vain!"

Zhou Qingshan was silent and speechless.

At this time, Ge Feidong also came over.

"Yu Ting, these videos pass through your hands, and they immediately make people's blood boil! The young men who sacrificed the Flying Eagle are amazing!"

Some people want to hit him when they open their mouths, and Colonel Ge is obviously such a person.

It is the hero who is dead, and the one who is alive is the bear? Zhou Qingshan snorted coldly and left with a calm face.

"Feidong, don't jump to conclusions too early. Captain Qin Tian has returned from the battlefield, and we should give him basic respect, even if he is the subject of our investigation. He Yuting frowned, looked at Zhou Qingshan's back and said.

"Yes! Yu Ting's teachings, I have written them down. Ge Feidong is as good as a stream, "We are also duty, I hope Captain Qin can understand and cooperate." ”

He Yuting nodded, with mixed feelings.

Loyalty and suspicion are inherently opposites. Although Qin Tian was negligent, he was fearless in the face of death, and this loyalty was unquestionable. How will he react to this investigation?

"It's not early, let's have a light meal together, and take a look at the night view of Jincheng by the way?" The beauty was in front of her, continuing to talk about the scenery of work, Ge Feidong looked at her gently, and issued an invitation full of anticipation.

"Another day. I'm going to go back and put together the paperwork. He Yuting shook her head and turned to leave.

August 20th. Southeast Asia. Southern Commonwealth. Qinghe City.

"If you pierce the sky, get me a copy of the Tao Te Ching......"

Lying on the soft chair, Ruan Qiuchen looked at the sky indifferently, and after finishing a sentence with difficulty, he hurriedly covered his mouth with the silk scarf in his hand.

On the silk scarf, a red color is shocking.

I still can't hold back...... Ruan Qiuchen looked down at the silk scarf and sighed in his heart.

"Old cat, in fact, you still have merit, you made me understand one thing, it turns out that people can really vomit blood from anger!" Ruan Qiuchen squinted at the man kneeling in front of the chair, and smiled more ugly than crying.

The morning sun was bright, but it couldn't drive away the gloom in his heart.

"Tao Te Ching", what a terrible three words, his heart drips blood when he thinks of it, and he vomits blood when he says it.

This is the treasure he has worked so hard to find...... In fact, he doesn't mind learning to be a moral saint as a gangster boss, and then comprehending the avenue of nature, after all, this is a precious legacy left by medieval civilization. However, this thing is now everywhere on the stalls, and no one wants a copy of ten yuan with a slightly worse printing quality, even if you are lucky enough to meet an illiterate, you have to be deceived to sell it!

And he, in order to get it, used up all the hole cards in his hand, killed thirty-two first-class mercenaries, and fought a hard-fought battle with the special forces of a superpower, and finally attracted the "ink man".

The most hateful thing is that this stupid \\b kneeling in front of him actually robbed him of ......

"Poof!" Ruan Qiuchen hurriedly picked up the silk scarf and gagged it again.

The old cat didn't say a word. It's not that I don't want to defend myself, but I really don't dare to speak. The mouthfuls of blood made his heart rise to his throat, and he wished that someone would vomit blood and die quickly.

"Or, what do you say, or are you going to vomit blood?" Ruan Qiuchen was a little impatient.

The old cat's body trembled, and his whole body was cold and upside down.

"Third master, my job is just to find out the place and bring things back. He trembled and said, "What's in it is always a matter of luck......

Ruan Qiuchen listened to his words, and took another sip.

Damn, this is also spitting!

The old cat hurriedly raised his hand and shook himself a few times. "The third master is lucky, all blame me, blame me! It's my claws that stink—"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have rushed over, how good it would have been for you to run away. Ruan Qiuchen sighed, very sincerely.

"Third master, you treat me like a mountain, even if you lend me the courage, I don't dare......" The old cat said with tears and snot, "The reason why I did this is because you said that as long as you find the right place, you can do whatever it takes." ”

Ruan Qiuchen glanced at him lightly: "Actually, I don't blame you for this." But you shouldn't have killed him—"

A pair of triangular eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit, and a sharp killing intent loomed.

The old cat's face was bloodless.

"Third master, I killed him because of ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

"Ahh

"Ahh

On the golf course, a half-naked beauty is frightened by the bloody ear that suddenly falls at her feet.

The ears are gone, the head is still there, and the old cat is a little at ease. When he killed Sima Nan, he was already sure that Ruan Qiuchen would not kill him.

"His behavior is like a pig, and his heart should be punished!" Ruan Qiuchen threw away the blood-stained club and scolded coldly.

"Third master, I know that I am wrong, please ......," the old cat begged.

"It's something that will drive a lot of people in this world crazy, and it's normal for you to have thoughts. Ruan Qiuchen interrupted him and said with a mocking expression, "But there are only a handful of people who have been destined to get things for thousands of years, do you think you are worthy?"

"I'm not worthy!" the old cat slammed to the ground.

"Go to Shadow Island, you and your people will have to disappear for a while!" Ruan Qiuchen's mood improved and sighed lightly. Although this cat is disgusting, it is still useful to keep it.

"Shadow Island?" the old cat shook his spine and remembered many terrifying legends.

"Hmm. Don't make a mistake. Cats have nine lives, and I can make you die a hundred times. Get out!" vomited blood and vomited weakly, Ruan Qiuchen didn't want to talk more.

"Xie Sanye!" the old cat got up from the ground and stepped back respectfully.

The frightened half-naked beauty ran over from the court, obediently crouching under Ruan Qiuchen and looking for comfort with her small mouth.

"The ink man appeared, can you still get up with that thing?" The old cat in the peeking glance, looking at the beautiful woman's head swaying back and forth, couldn't help licking her lips, and sneered in her heart.

He brought disaster to the table, and Southeast Asia faced a bloody purge. The third master will soon become history, and everything he has, beauty, wealth, and power, will eventually belong to him. Cats have nine lives, nine lives and nine paths. Anyone who despises him will not end well in the end, and Ruan Qiuchen will not be an exception.

In the distance, the huge roar of the propeller was heard, and a helicopter quickly landed on the golf course.

The old cat's eyes lit up, and he turned around and walked away quickly. Behind him, Ruan Qiuchen got up and walked towards the golf course.

Helicopter take-off.

In the air, Ruan Qiuchen looked at the manor below distressedly, feeling lost and frightened.

"A copy of the Tao Te Ching actually alarmed the inker, God, why do you want to play me to death......"

Stick to no injury, ink attack will kill!

Thinking of the unpredictable future and fate, Ruan Qiuchen subconsciously covered his mouth with a silk scarf.

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