Something has really gone wrong in this country.

Since the end of a worldwide melee, the kingdom has enjoyed peace for hundreds of years.

Chaos breeds change, and stability breeds corruption and corruption.

People's minds shift.

There is only one truth that will remain unchanged through the ages.

The Zhuge family's sense of smell has always been at the forefront of the times, but others may not be stupid or slow.

"If I were you, it would be a good choice to tie my hands and take it down. ”

At the train station, four men in black blocked a young man and woman in a corner in a dense crowd.

Dressed in black, but not in a suit, but in a gown and a cloth shirt.

Each of them has a pair of steel balls in their hands, like retro squints.

"Don't try to resist, these beads contain so much ultraviolet light that a shake of any of our hands, even a slight change in their speed and trajectory, is enough to turn the lady next to you into a charred corpse. ”

Four people speak at the same time, speaking in unison, a three-dimensional surround sound of the human and flesh version.

"Who are you?"

The man who was surrounded asked.

"What a noble man forgets...... Daywalker ......"

A voice arose from outside the encirclement, and the Sith the Sunwalker followed the sound, and he saw a pillar and a man leaning on the pillar pier drinking wine.

It's not weird to drink in the train station, it's weird that the crowd at the station somehow avoids it.

The invisible aura emanating from the man who was drinking seemed to make the living beings avoid it.

"It turned out to be Mr. Qin. ”

Sith's pupils shrank, and he took Emily's hand and tightened it unconsciously.

"Mr. Qin is really a good method, it seems that the 'locals' are really unreliable. ”

The Sith teased.

"Take, take. Regardless of whether it is a black cat or a white cat, the one that can +1s is a good cat. But now instead of caring about those little characters, Daywalker, shouldn't you think about yourself first?"

Mr. Qin was wearing a windbreaker, he should be around thirty years old, and he was a young man. He carried a wine bottle in his hand, and his posture was like that of a bad wanderer wandering the streets.

Sith knew that Mr. Qin couldn't do without wine, not because of his hobby, but because of helplessness.

Mr. Qin had been injured, very strangely injured, and this kind of injury forced him to consume alcohol all the time.

Just as taking too much sleeping pills can make people extra awake, alcohol has a similar effect.

"You've got more than half a bottle in your bottle, I don't think I have to think too much about it. ”

Sith Road.

Surprisingly, he was able to speak fluently.

"Cheng, take it away!"

Mr. Qin smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the four men in black pushed Sith and Emily into a van parked not far away.

Watching all this be completed, Mr. Qin burped slightly.

"Do things. ”

He said to his collar.

"Boom!"

He walked out of the train station, his back blazing.

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"Speaking of which, I really should have grabbed a 'tongue' just now, but now it's good, how do I find the door...... I really don't have a clue......"

Mo Xie had already flown more than a hundred miles, and he didn't slow down until he was sure that Zhuge Xin was not chasing after him.

If it wasn't a last resort, he would never want to fight Zhuge Xin, not because he couldn't fight, but because he was too aggrieved.

The other party has too many magic weapons and props, and the charm alone is enough for Mo Xie to drink a pot.

Speaking of which, it is also Mo Ye's own problem, with a bug like the "Holy Scripture" existing, and being able to travel through various worlds, it stands to reason that the magic weapons and props on his body should not be lost to the family.

It should be Mo Xie who smashes people with money.

"Sao Nian, you can ask me, only a thousand points!

In fact, the "Holy Scripture" has not stopped promoting its own business since the moment Mo Xie decided to set off, but Mo Xie has been deaf to block it.

Yes, he did swipe out a lot of points in "A Chinese Ghost Story: The Way of the World", but after a series of exchanges and consumption, when he returned to reality and belonged to his main plane, the points in his pocket were less than a handful - to put it mildly, it was less than five thousand.

5,000 points, just enough to reach the lower limit of exchanging nuclear weapons (under the exchange system of the Holy Scriptures, the prices of various items are constantly fluctuating, and their laws meet the relationship between supply and demand.) ）。

Mo Xie has been paying attention to the market for the past two days, so that he can buy the one with the largest equivalent at the lowest price, and then give the Zhou family a surprise.

So, this money can't be moved.

Therefore, no matter how tempting and guiding the Holy Book is, Mo Ye cannot listen to it.

"No, I have my own way. ”

Mo Ye caught a glimpse of a glimmer of light flickering in the dark night in the distance, and he already had a plan in his heart.

……

The spacious transport helicopters were crowded with high-ranking officers.

"Old Zhou, I said that we should really leave a liaison on the ground when we left, and I don't know if that madman chased after him or not......"

Looks like a pig walking upright, and still has a wide 'territory' in the crowded cabin, and the fat men with the title of division commander are covered in sweat.

Perhaps it was too hot, or perhaps it was uneasy, one of the mammals walking upright opened its mouth.

As soon as this statement came out, it attracted the attention of the entire cabin.

"Well, it's true that I didn't think about it, and I was in such a hurry that I forgot about it...... The lack of ground intelligence is really bad for us...... Who's going to bring an umbrella bag. ”

Commander Zhou and Brigade Commander Zhou are crowded together, as the so-called fighting tiger brothers, fathers and sons in battle, the probability of standing together in danger and related relatives will always be higher.

"Commander, let me go!"

The umbrella bag came very quickly, and everyone in the cabin immediately pretended to be interested in the inner deck of the transport plane, but Zhou Quankui shouted the report with a righteous face.

"Defending the homeland and the country is where a soldier's duty lies! Escaping from the battle really disgraces the military emblem!"

Zhou Quankui straightened his chest, and his awe-inspiring demeanor was awe-inspiring.

"Brother Zhou is really a man! I raise my hands in approval!"

Someone clapped their hands.

"How can this be done? It's just a messenger, where is the need to be a brigade commander?"

Some people questioned.

Commander Zhou raised his hand and suppressed all the noise in the cabin.

"Nonsense!"

He reprimanded.

"Jianye has stationed an army! The strength of an army! Quan Kui! Can you command an army as a brigade commander? You have only been a soldier for a few years and you dare to act beyond the ranks, I think in two years, you may not even pay attention to me, the army commander! How can you speak here! Shut up for me! I will deal with you when I go back!"

He gave Zhou Quankui a slap in the face, and the words that were also righteous and awe-inspiring and couldn't find fault came out of his mouth, and sprayed Zhou Quankui and the soldiers next to Zhou Quankui and Zhou Quankui with the spittle Xingzi.

"But ......"

Zhou Quankui wanted to say something, but Commander Zhou stopped him with his eyes.

Commander Zhou's body suddenly rose with momentum.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold.

"Commander...... Is it ......?"

Someone guessed what Commander Zhou meant.

The only person who can command an army is the commander.

In awe, with tears in their eyes, all the soldiers silently raised their right hands and saluted Commander Zhou.

"One army is three divisions, bring two more bags, and the three of you go. I'll contact the friendly troops on the ground right away, and there will be a car to take you back. ”

I saw that Commander Zhou threw the umbrella bag in his hand into the arms of an upright mammal, and then saluted,

"As the supreme commander, I can't escape the blame for tonight's incident, and after returning to the headquarters, I will definitely take the blame from my superiors, and the affairs of the troops will be handed over to you! Division commanders!"

Smack!

A mammal walking upright fell to its knees as soon as its feet went limp.

"Old Zhou, I'm ...... eighty."

He tried to say something, but was quickly interrupted.

"Knock knock!"

A dull voice sounded outside the cabin, and correspondingly, a piece quickly protruded from the inner wall of the cabin under the gaze of everyone.