Get up, sprinkle the hemostatic powder evenly in the palm of your hand, and sizzle in bursts of burning pain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the patience, the medicinal powder gradually fused and penetrated the skin and flesh, and then, Xin Lu wrapped a scarf around her palm, tensing it tightly. After that, he took out the iron pot and put a few pieces of wood in the fire before sitting down on the edge of the bed.

The long night, but I had no intention of sleeping, sitting alone, looking at the dark night, the looming wall, like a huge black curtain. In the black curtain, the bits and pieces of the past are like photos and movies, one by one, constantly changing, seeing that Xin Lu's eyes are moist, tears brewing in her eyes, lingering for a long time. I don't know when, Xin Lu fell asleep tiredly, she lay on the sheets, through the futon, as if the warmth in it, all spread.

In the hotel at Camp 3, Pentan sat in the corner, his eyes drooping blankly, alone in thought. The whole room, pitch black, in the lonely shadows, the little fireworks flickered and flickered, and as the smoke erupted, it floated above the dome. On the bed, Wen Xin and Zhang Yun'er slept intimately, the skin next to each other rubbed against each other, and the rolled up clothes were exposed, revealing the tender skin, which was very attractive. In the face of such enchantment, Peng Tan had no intention of appreciating it. The ashtray on the ground was full of cigarette butts, as if reflecting his sorrow. In the face of the hidden crisis, that kind of crisis seems to be approaching at any time, but why the approach of those crises is a warning, not an attack, or it can also be said to be silent. Could it be that those people are just tempting, maybe those people don't know Wenxin's identity and purpose, and himself, hiding behind his back to investigate, is a dangerous trick to surprise. I know that the method of "not entering the tiger's den, but getting the tiger" is the best way to revenge the blood and the sea. In the face of a deep feud in the sea of blood, the root of the incident is hidden in the South China Group, and if you want to find evidence, you can only start there. But now, that mysterious Wu Zhihao will always appear strangely, and even his subordinates are obscure. Could it be that Wu Zhihao is related to Wen Xin's blood feud, what secrets are hidden behind Wu Zhihao, and even, Wu Zhihao is just a smoke bomb, just a victim to confuse his opponent. I can't be sure, I can only guess by myself, but Peng Tan's stubborn dead brain is constantly asking himself, what identity Wu Zhihao is hiding, since the surface identity is just the commentator of Wanhui Group Chengdu Company, but his insight and domineering still make him feel palpitations. Suddenly, an unintentional inspiration in his heart surprised him, could it be like that, yes, and only then, can it be logical. Only then will the development of everything be carried out according to the routine. If you follow this reasoning, then the next step may be to meet there, and if this is the case, then your hypothesis will become true. If that's the case, then everything, including my uncle's people, is just a pawn in a conspiracy.

In the dark night, the mystery of Gongga Snow Mountain, under the cover of snow, becomes mysterious. Hailuogou No. 3 camp, in the primeval forest, the ancient temple and temple, quietly hiding here, in the backyard, in the Suiyuan Pavilion, Wu Zhihao lay on the bed, holding a mobile phone, writing information, and assigning tasks.

The information shows: lure the snake out of the hole, hit the snake and hit two inches, can only warn, not hard fighting, when necessary, but also punch out to demonstrate strictness. Remember, you can't play the game too easily, it's not exciting, it's not fulfilling. Also remember, find out for me, where Ji Momo and Xin Lu are hiding, for chess pieces, I have always enjoyed control, that kind of uncontrollable state, I don't like it very much. (To be continued.) )