"Ahem, Mr. Luo, did you hear me speak, Mr. Luo, do you still like the photo...... Oops, I didn't expect your daughter to have a fiery personality, but her body is still quite thin and tender. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info crying so much that the pear blossoms bring rain is really heart-wrenching. I have some photos here, if Mr. Luo is interested......"

"Enough!! That's enough!!! Bastard things, let go of my daughter, let go of my daughter, what you wanted, I Luo You, agreed!! Luo You's eyes were red when he said this, his hand holding the phone was shaking, the blood veins on his neck were spurting and jumping, but his whole body was chilling, stiff, and losing strength little by little.

"Ah, Mr. Luo is really a role model for us, and he is really a handsome man who knows the current affairs, a good man! Good man......"

……

Forty minutes later, a big man wearing a long T-shirt and tattoos dragged Luo Laiqian, who had almost turned into a puddle of soft mud, back into the dilapidated factory, and threw it to the ground.

After doing this, the man closed the factory door again and left.

Luo Laiqian, who was brought in again, was blank, her head drooped weakly, and she had lost her previous spirit. She had been dressed in clean clothes, sprayed with perfume, and her lilac hair was still moist.

Seeing this, Liu Qingqing shrank back in fear, not daring to speak, and she added many things to her mind. However, at this time, Griffith, who had a hole in his head, failed to understand the atmosphere, and turned his head sluggishly, and his gaze was pressed down, and he saw the other party's purple wet hair.

“…… So, did they really give you a bath? The boy's voice was sincere and flat.

“……”

The big demon's question was destined to have no answer, he tilted his head and waited for a while, but found that no one paid attention to him, and did not care, like a little puppet, squeaked and turned his head again.

The cold and unsettling silence continued, and before long the moonlight rose to the old dilapidated factories. In this dim light, Liu Qingqing and Luo Lai Qianju both lowered their heads, the former was afraid of the unknown, the girl was timid by nature, and she shivered in the cold weather.

The latter's eyes were dull and empty, and his gaze was focused on the three feet in front of her feet, and it was obvious that what had happened in the previous forty minutes had caused a huge shock to her. Her hair was now dry, and it all curved down like a small waterfall along the curve of the girl's low neck. Thinking about forty minutes ago, after Luo Laiqian was arrested, she was still stubborn and analyzed all kinds of things clearly.

But after Tang Sheng came to take her away, he didn't know what she had experienced, and she had been like this all the time.

"Ho! It's a woman, after all. Griffith imagined with his toenails that within forty minutes, the other party must have accepted some kind of treatment that collapsed his outlook on life. As a woman, well, maybe a girl who is a little deviant in her own gender cognition, the way to break her psychological defense line is actually quite easy and clear, and a few ways to get down to the bottom are enough. This innocent little guy probably really experienced some of the dark side of society this time, and she was shocked by it, physically and mentally hurt, and felt ashamed. finally realized how naïve and ridiculous her life in the so-called underworld with a group of subordinates to show off her might in front of the common people.

Griffith turned his head to look at the two silent girls, as the moon rose over the window, shining on the wall. The little exhaust fan was still spinning unhurriedly, casting huge shadows in the backlight.

Through this period of observation, Griffith roughly guessed the purpose of these people who arrested them, although he is not sure to what extent the other party will go, but he can get involved in this kind of depravity when he goes shopping, Griffith is still a little surprised by his luck.

A few years ago, Gintama's side did report something to him, and it was trivial about the general situation in the underground world on the island. At that time, the other party said it briefly, and probably didn't take it seriously, and it was the kind of simple summary in three words. In fact, Griffith himself has a certain prejudice and contempt for the local underground forces on the third of an acre of land on the island - a group of clowns who jump off the beam, let them toss.

It's just that I didn't expect the turmoil brewing by this matter to stir him in, these eye-catching guys who are jumping around all day long, and those little tigers from Tianhu who exude the smell of old age all over their bodies, Gintama tolerates them to do things casually, I just smile and don't speak, these people who have never even heard of the ability will not understand the gap between the black mask and their native chickens and dogs.

Gintama has a dull and steady personality, but he is indifferent, and his methods are really ruthless.

When he swept through the underground world of Shangdao back then, he suddenly ordered to advance without blushing and without a beating heart, with a high pressure in one hand and a machete in the other, without even a little gentle measure, and in the shortest possible time, he bulldozed the road world lined with mountains. Such a ruthless person, ordinary people tremble when they see it.

This process is a bit like demolition, with countless idle nail households blocking the road, holding gasoline cans, hoes in their hands ready to violently resist the law, and some hanging on the edge of the building ready to fall freely. In front of the black mask led by Gintama, what kind of garbage is it, regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, it pushes and pushes, it's really an eyesore.

The resentment and pleading generated by such a process are naturally great, but a man like Gintama is as tough as iron, so he naturally doesn't care about this. He created it all with his own hands, amounting the distance to everything, and never relenting - with iron and blood, he knocked down all the old and let the new come out.

The above is the first catastrophe in the underground world of Shangdao, like a cruel and merciless blizzard, blowing the things on the black earth and burying them. The wind and snow coldly collapsed the hard shell of the underground organization on the island, making people clearly aware of their own vulnerability and shame.

And according to the current situation, under the instigation of the White Tiger Hall and the deliberate indulgence of the black armor face, the depression and dissatisfaction in the body have been ignited again, and it is estimated that soon, the head of the Silver Soul Group will once again release the group of black devils under his command, and they will once again sweep the ground, taking away those who are dancing and singing, secretly resentful, and rebelling......

"Alas, it's tragic to think about it......"

This time, the Black Mask will completely destroy the backbone and soul of all those who dare to resist in the underground world of the upper island, and he will implant this fear deep in people's minds, hearts, and blood, and place the throne in the middle of the graves of the dead - since you can't be defeated once, let's do it again.

Of course, such a high-pressure rule is just a transitional period when the black mask's vision expands rapidly and 'smoothly' lands. According to the strategy formulated by the head of the Gintama group, the route taken by the Black Kamen will have a lot of depth in the future. This kind of depth will be able to communicate with each other from the national supernatural organization to the local gangsters and the homeless people living in the shadows. But during this period, all those underground forces jumping around had better give him realization, whether it is a dragon or a snake, he must give him a plate, otherwise he can't be blamed for being a black masked man with a hard heart.

"Look at you dead ......"

However, the relationship between the black mask and the local forces at that time should have changed its appearance long ago, and according to the concept, there would be more exchanges of interests between the black mask and the local forces at that time, and the real realization of luring and coercing and coercing and coercing.

It's too early to say this, and no one knows what the future holds. Griffith was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the sky, and before he knew it, it was evening. The light of the bright moon leaked out of the window, as bright as a silver plate.

In this way, time flies, and in the extremely suppressed sighs and sobs, a whole quiet cool night slowly advances. At ten o'clock tonight, the people on Tang Sheng's side couldn't come to deliver dinner, probably because they had forgotten, and everyone's mood at the moment was also not here. Time was hard, and in the midst of the hunger of each heart, the light of dawn sprinkled on the cold corners of the horizon.

"Giggle~~~"

At ten o'clock in the morning, the rooster's crowing came from the distant mountain villages, the spring sky was empty and somewhat desolate, and the early cuckoo flapped its wings and occasionally crowed a few desolately.

At this time, the sound of people and footsteps outside the factory was heard, the noise came from far and near, and occasionally there was a noisy shout, and then the dilapidated iron door of the factory was slowly pushed open in the squeaky steel ball rolling.

"Someone's coming."

Liu Qingqing and Luo Laiqian, two girls, did not sleep all night, their eyes were blood-red, when the iron door of the factory was opened, the morning sun shone in, and the cold wind of the early morning blew in. The man in the gray suit, with a large mink hat, huffed white in the backlight, tilting his head slightly.

He was accompanied by many of his companions, and this man stood in the doorway, unable to see his face clearly because of the angle of the light, and could only see in a golden light the black leather gloves held up on his chest, the white gas escaping between the leather fingers, and the fleece escaping in the wind from the mink hat on his head.

The man was tall and vaguely blocked the half-open door. His shadow was blurred in the morning light, and he took a step forward, and then pointed to Luo Laiqian's side.

"Take her on and take her to the car......" The man's voice was as calm as a bell, with a vague magnetism that didn't need to be. He raised his leather gloves up, raised his head, thought for a moment, and fixed his gaze: "Bring me the remaining two...... too"

This is an era of rapid change and development, the older generation of corpses have retreated, and the little fresh meat full of vitality has come up.

At six o'clock this morning, Tang Sheng, who was over middle age, touched his immature little face like a demon, and rubbed in front of the mirror for half an hour. He has watched a lot of TV shows, and he thinks that he is full of style and vitality, but in fact he is an uncle with slightly more elegant manners.

This uncle pays attention to his face, and after washing in the morning, he took the time to do a vacuum mask maintenance, and then ate a hearty breakfast. Finally, I called Luo You again.

"Ah, a beautiful day has started again......"

Today is a special day, the sky is blue, the weather is clear, I remember when I was a child, when I wrote an essay, I would use words like 'cloudless' to describe such weather.

But the weather or something, it doesn't matter what is trivial, for many people on the road, the real extraordinary significance of today is that it is the 60th birthday of the old man of the Qing court.

This old man had arrived in the suburbs yesterday afternoon, thousands of miles away, and settled at Luo You's cousin, insisting on celebrating his birthday in his birthplace. This morning, the old man's 60th birthday began on the hour, and the lights on both sides of the road were full of lights, gongs and drums were announced, and there was a joyful atmosphere, and relatives and friends from all sides and friends on the road were lined up one after another, flashy and lively.

"Haha, congratulations to the old man on his sixtieth birthday......"

"Congratulations congratulations ......"

"Wishing you prosperity......"

The old man's righteous son, Luo You, arranged for the people in the gang to maintain order, and he began to prepare the relevant work a week beforehand, entertainment, etiquette, the arrangement of guest seats, and ...... Manpower scheduling for various security aspects.

It's just that Tang Sheng's phone call last night made Luo You, who is a father, painful and entangled, and after sitting for a night, he finally decided to adjust the original birthday furnishings according to the mysterious man's requirements.

……

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Griffith's head was covered with black cloth pockets, which were not thick, and the light from outside could be faintly seen.

Near his left, there was Liu Qingqing, who was sobbing in a low voice, and her makeup was crying, looking quite desperate. A day ago, she was a shy girl looking forward to the blooming of love, and in one night, everything changed. Even Luo Laiqian, who was uninhibited and always so chic in her eyes, she just shook her shoulders and lowered her head between her knees......

"It's embarrassing, isn't it ......"

This bleak and desolate scene makes the big demon really sigh, the world is impermanent, looking at this group of young people living such a difficult life, I can't help but think of the past when he hid in a certain plane as a demon king, was clothed to reach out for food to open his mouth, delicious food and drink like a pig to offer the days, want to take two steps of activities, there are people scattered flowers and prepared a sedan chair to wait on the side, this was how cruel the young demon at that time was a cruel physical and mental corrosion and persecution. If it weren't for the great qualities honed by those two years of 'experience', how could he Griffith Holde have achieved so much today?!

"That's why I said, young people should go through more tribulations......"

It is said that this time Miss Liu Qingqing is the most innocent one among everyone, and she really has a disaster without reason. The big demon estimated that until now, Tang Sheng did not necessarily know that Liu Qingqing was the daughter of Liu Ming, the number one leader of the criminal department on the island.