Under such incense power, don't talk about the evil things outside, even Gao Ming can't open his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is not that Gao Ming is evil, on the contrary, Gao Ming's behavior, his thoughts, and his practices are all very normal in human society.

Even to say some realistic things, in this society, the better ones are often the bastards like Gao Ming who can steal merit and have dumped the pot.

It's not a lie, it's the reality.

Whether it is an institution or a society, such people abound.

The reason why it doesn't seem obvious is just that our morality is constrained.

And the strongest place to enforce morality is in the time of godliness.

No matter how evil a person is, when he arrives at the temple, he will only think about his own good, evil or something, which absolutely belongs to the unspeakable.

In such a positive place, when some of them are collected and called the power of incense, they are condensed and condensed, and they dare not say that all things are right, but they are indeed righteous and awe-inspiring, with a bit of temple qi.

If Gao Ming can still grab credit at this time, then his shamelessness will go further. I don't dare to say that I am a god, but I also have a more powerful shameless ability to fool.

If he did this, civilization wouldn't slap him to death, really!

But he didn't take that step.

No one picks on things, so it's easy, wait!

The work of the police is processed, and it is not like in TV, you call the police, and the police car will come "late, late".

They will first determine whether it is a false alarm or not. If it is true, they will judge whether the other party can go to the police station to report the crime.

Police, that's the third, fourth.

And the police will not solve the problem immediately, they will wait and wait for the situation to see if there is any possibility of talking and mediation.

Of course, there is no possibility of mediation with the evil one, and the only thing that can be used at this time is force.

Two policemen, one of whom reports the situation to the office, then decides whether to apply for support from the higher-ups. This is not something that a small police officer can intervene in. All they could do was call the police again and ask if the situation inside was critical or something.

Marshaw looks at civilization.

Civilization ignored him. Who told this guy not to call the military emergency call, but only the civilian police.

Should he make a military emergency call?

Of course it should. Not to mention the common people here. Shouldn't two military men be in an emergency, surrounded by one or two thousand evil spirits? Shouldn't they use the military's emergency telephone?

But he didn't. He only called the police from civilians.

Since he didn't need express delivery, he only chose surface mail. It's a little slower, a little troublesome, naturally he can only bear it himself, who will help him?

Anyway, civilization they are not in a hurry. As long as there are temples in Asia, and as long as people adhere to morality and justice in the temples, this magic will not stop.

The spells don't stop, the outside can't get in, what do they have to hurry.

The rest was boring.

For example, the police asked if anyone was injured inside, how many men, how many women, how many elderly people, how many children......

These are all necessary procedures, all of which are answered by Marshaw.

I don't know if it's because there are too many programs, or if Ma Xiao's mobile phone is too bad, but the call is not out of power.

"This ...... Is there any other way to get us out?"

Looking at the dead phone, Ma Xiao had a feeling that he had been deeply pitted.

"Yes!" Civilization nodded.

"What's the solution?"

Marshaw asked, and the others all looked at him.

"Don't we have a door god here, just tear down the door and follow them, and you can go out. "Civilization refers to two doorways.

Huh? You did it on purpose, right?

Civilization really wasn't intentional. It's never a problem to get out, it's a question of what happens to the 1,000 or 2,000 people downstairs when you get out? That's the problem.

Whether they thought of it or not, civilization had no intention of reminding them again.

And at this time, Gao Ming's mobile phone rang.

"I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to the policeman's uncle......"

What a nostalgic song!

Use this song as a ringtone. Could it be that this is the legend that "every wicked person hopes that all the people in the world are good people." Every liar hopes that there will be no deception in the world"?

Civilization looked clever and thoughtful.

"Turn your phone off!"

But Marshaw doesn't think so. This is a sarcasm, there is wood?

I didn't call the police, they only came to the two of them and didn't talk, and they chattered crookedly. You're going to pick up the money and hand it over to the police.

I'll pick up your sister and hand it over to your sister! You grandson (thief), do you dare to say that you didn't mean it?

"No, no. It's a police call. ”

Gao Ming really didn't mean it. Oh, the ringtone of the mobile phone was intentional on purpose, he was a liar, and although he had real skills later, he still preferred to be a liar. He likes to be a liar, but he likes the songs of honest people, and that's how he always teaches his followers.

It's like a legend, although brother is a liar, brother hopes that each of you is not a liar.

At this point, he definitely did it on purpose.

Of course not, judging from the fact that his henchman pretended to be dead, his education was obviously a failure.

After all, his followers were no longer students at school, and when the teacher said that the sun was square, they believed it. They're adults, and they're going to see for themselves and judge for themselves.

It's really difficult to be a liar yourself, but you want to teach a bunch of decent gentlemen to come out. The teaching skills required are not available to Gao Ming.

As for the phone call, it was really from the police, not Gao Ming who was lying.

When the police ran out of power on a clever phone call, they looked for a phone number that could be dialed by a known name.

And among these people, the easiest to get through is Gao Ming's phone.

Zhou Tianxiang's phone call with Honggu is often an official phone number. That is, as soon as the phone calls.

"Hey, hello. This is the secretariat of a certain company. ”

A sweet girl's voice came to the secretariat's phone.

Their private phone numbers can be found directly, but they are not published.

Princesses and waiters are not allowed to use mobile phones during work. Otherwise, the customer is enjoying it.

"Suzu--"

Your phone is ringing, and that's a lot of fun.

Civilization is similar to Chen Wu's mobile phone, private in nature, and I don't know much.

Gao Ming is different, his flickering ...... No, business development, small advertising should not be too fierce. Even outside, on telephone poles, there are advertisements for him.

The top is the certificate, the bottom is the dictatorship, and the middle is his.

Master, Feng Shui Master, State Banquet Brand (referring to Zhou Tianxiang), designated Feng Shui Master.

The advertisement is so high, how can the police not know? Gao Ming's mobile phone is out of battery over there, and the police here look at the small advertisement and call in.