"Uncle An, looking at you means that you must know something, tell me, what's wrong with that master? Recruiting these policemen looks quite powerful, right?", Zhang Jinyang looked very interested. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, which master, can you still see the master now? Don't think about it, kid, you've watched too much TV. Let me tell you, did you see those big-brimmed hats at the entrance of the park? Don't be mistaken, they weren't the police. ”

"It's not a policeman, isn't it a police uniform? I see a gun. Zhang Jinyang was taken aback, although he didn't have much impression of the current uniforms, but this is a police uniform.

"The police uniform is a police uniform, and the guns are real, but they are armed police, do you know? The armed police, an armed police force, specializes in dealing with important criminals. This time it was Boss An's turn to roll his eyes, but he also understood that ordinary people can't contact the armed police on weekdays, and ordinary people really can't tell the difference between the police and the armed police.

"Armed police, does that mean there's something big going on inside?"

"That's natural, Yu Haiyang's stupid roe deer plans to sit down and chat with the Yang family, what's your name, right? didn't carry it out, it hung inside, a total of four Yu Haiyang died, in front of one or two hundred people, I heard that there are four or five handguns, this is not, from top to bottom all hair, you have to wait for the whole city, not to mention Huijiang, even Lilian City has to be under martial law. Boss An took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, the indescribable disgust between the words, northerners are somewhat chivalrous, and they always look down on this kind of thing.

"Four or five handguns? That's really shameless, who will take it in the future? This is really not exquisite. Zhang Jinyang was also taken aback, handcuffs are strictly controlled by the state, as long as they appear, it will definitely be a serious case with a quick sentence and heavy punishment, not to mention that there are so many lives, this kind of case will not be finished without shooting seven or eight.

"Yes, if you don't accept it, no one will accept it, the question is who dares to find it, you see who else will dare to blow up the old Yang family in the future. Boss An flicked the cigarette ash, looking like I had seen through all the vicissitudes of life.

"This can't be done for a long time, this can be regarded as a crime against the wind, can the officials endure it? This is not the previous dynasty, but now it is strictly controlled, and it is a priority for development, so it destroys the situation. ”

"Hmph, let's talk about it. I said, why do you care about this? Go and go, hurry back to school, stop the child, study hard, don't you know? Don't worry about the family, you have skills, study hard, poetry and books are full of self-esteem, if you want to be a master, you don't rely on craftsmanship alone, you have to have goods in your stomach? Hurry up and go, the police officer will sweep the streets for a while, and you will have to call your parents. Boss An silently asked Zhang Jinyang to leave.

After thinking about it, it would be more troublesome if the street was closed, and although he and Boss An didn't hide it, the fewer people who still knew about it, the better.

"Okay, I'm leaving, there's nothing left this month, at the end of next month at the earliest, my master sent me a crystal, asking me to make a statue of Shakyamuni for him, it's my teacher to take the school, I can leave a lot of leftovers, I'll make some cards for you when I go back." Zhang Jinyang remembered that there was a big crystal under his bed, which was transformed with quartz sand in the factory, in fact, he felt that gem-grade quartz was better-looking, but it was not a gem to adapt, and the price could not go up, so the crystal was counted.

"Then it's good to dare to love, what about the statue of Shakyamuni you made?"

"Nonsense, of course, it's to mail it back to the master, otherwise what would he see? ”

There are generally no classes in the afternoon of elementary school, and after finishing the first section of the composition, the rest of the time is basically kindergarten time, Zhang Jinyang does not want to accompany a group of children to play those messy games, so he lies on the table in the classroom and pretends to sleep, and actually plays the game of disintegration and combination in the desk in the desk.

His figure is very intimidating in the school, plus he has always been impatient with children, and he is used to teaching a few junior disciples on weekdays, so he is more majestic than ordinary teachers, but today is a bit of an exception, and after lying down for a while, he found that a few people surrounded him, carefully distinguished, sure enough, it was his own few junior brothers who were not ashamed.

Raising his head and looking at the three bald heads in a circle, Zhang Jinyang began to be irritable again, the black and thin black-faced twelve junior brother Dai Liao on the left, this guy shaved from winter to summer in order to be cool and convenient, but the master looked refreshing, so he shaved all the brothers.

The sallow face in the middle is the third junior brother Ma Tianhua, this kid doesn't eat well, he has weakness all day long, no one can see that he has also practiced martial arts, he once suspected that if he didn't practice martial arts, he would be very hungry, this junior brother with a gloomy face would have starved to death.

The white and fat on the right is the fourth junior brother Tang Wenzong, that's right, it's the little fat man called Sugar Dun'er, this guy and the third child are two extremes, there is nothing he can't talk about, obviously practicing martial arts is very hard, every day is sweat dry and wet, wet and dry, but this kid has practiced for almost two years and has not achieved his original goal - to lose weight, because he eats a lot more than before.

"What's the matter? It's okay to go out and run in circles, see what I'm doing?"

"Hehe, senior brother, tell me about the park, didn't you go to inquire, what did you inquire about?", unexpectedly, it was not Ma Laosan, who had always been lively, who spoke, but Dai Liao, who was originally outgoing and practiced martial arts, but became wooden after practicing martial arts.

The little fat man Tang Wenzong tore a bag of spicy radish strips, this snack has only recently appeared, pickled radish strips are wrapped in fine chili noodles and cumin powder, crispy and refreshing, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is, and the price of a dime bag is also very close to the people, and it is very popular among students.

"I didn't look at it, the police closed the door, I stopped a little recently, I heard that someone died, don't make trouble for the family. ”

"Where did you die?, did that master kill someone?", Ma Tianhua suddenly became excited, he was the weakest among the senior brothers, but the most dishonest, he caused trouble for the family more than once, most of them were some fights.

"Are you sick? Why are you so happy? It's your enemy who died? Do you have the money to get when they die? Have you done your practice? You've only run twelve laps this morning, aren't you? You're so energetic at this moment, and you'll be running home from school in a while! Don't look, you two are the same! This is the elementary school is not good at learning, and I am so concerned about these things, how can I make up my mind to eat a handful of meals in the future, remember what I said when I was apprenticing, go home and write ten times silently and show it to the master, I can't write and look up the dictionary, we have all learned those words now, and you are all roe deer if you still can't write them all!", Zhang Jinyang was expressionless, and set up three nights of practice in his mood to compensate for the sins of these three little bastards for disturbing him.

"Ah, don't need it, Brother Jinyang, I didn't do anything, they dragged me here, I don't know what's going on, why do you write the rules again?", Tang Xiaopang, who killed a bag of radish strips and tore open a bag of figs, was very close to Zhang Jinyang, and even the apprentice was recommended by Zhang Jinyang, and he didn't call him senior brother on weekdays.

"You don't have to write, the Spring and Autumn Knife is beaten five times more at night, aren't you losing weight, why don't you keep talking at all?", Zhang Jinyang looked at him eating again, his eyes turned, this little fat man was bulging in his trouser pocket, he must have hidden a bunch of snacks, you said that Aunt Pan is too, obviously she wants the child to lose weight, and gives him so much pocket money, how can this gluttonous person lose weight.

"Senior brother, the punishment has been punished, let's talk about it, what the hell is going on, it has to be punished clearly. Didn't you go and ask? Tell me, is there really a master who kills people? Which master is better than our master? Why don't we learn from Chen Zhen and go to the gym, and take the fake monk's martial arts hall for the master, and collect more junior disciples, and the master can still be more generous, pass on more skills, and I will vomit just by playing five steps. Ma Tianhua is not a peaceful master at all, he must have peeked at his father's video again, and actually came up with such an unreliable idea.