"You're going back?" Dorje Paran asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What can you do if you don't go back, Meng Fan has said everything he should have said, and the dzi bracelet has also been returned to the king of Tibet, as for the reincarnation of the master, he can only ask the king of Tibet to help find it.

He's been here for a few days, and it's time to go back to Yanjing.

Bai Nannan was very interested, and went back to his bedroom to pack his things, leaving the two of them alone time. She knew that it was impossible for Meng Fan to agree to Duoji Palan, so naturally she didn't have to care too much.

"Tell me about you and Xu Qianru." Dorjee Paran said.

"What if you don't know?" Meng Fan asked.

"At least let me die." Dorje Paran said that falling out of love is a very heart-wrenching thing, and the wishful thinking that has ended before it has even started is even more heart-wrenching.

Even if she knew, even if the master told Meng Fan personally, Meng Fan would not agree. It's just that there's finally a hope, right? Now that the Guru has been reincarnated, the spirit child has not been found, so it can be said that there is no hope at all.

Meng Fan smiled helplessly and told Duoji Palan about his acquaintance with Xu Qianru and the Xu family's embarrassment.

After talking for a long time and waiting for a long time, Dorje Paran said: "Since the Xu family doesn't look down on you at all, why do you insist so much." ”

"What I like is not the Xu family, but Xu Qianru." Meng Fan said.

Duoji Paran looked at him in a daze for a while, sighed secretly, and said, "If the Xu family doesn't agree, can you think of me first?" ”

Seeing Meng Fan frowning, Duoji Paran hurriedly said, "Even if you give me hope." ”

Meng Fan nodded.

This is an agreement, although Meng Fan doesn't think it is an agreement at all, but for Duoji Palan, it is very solemn. She looked at Meng Fan and nodded, and then watched him raise his head every minute.

"Thank you." Dorjee Paran said, tiptoeing and kissing Meng Fan on the face, and the moment he turned around, the tears in the corners of his eyes were as crystal as pearls.

This matter is settled, because even if he hurts Duoji Palan, Meng Fan will not give up Xu Qianru. Love is inherently complicated. Whoever loves whom, who doesn't, like is the freedom of one person, whether to accept it or not, is the right of another person.

It is understandable who is right and who is wrong, it is just a choice of each.

Meng Fan stayed in Tibet for a few days, and he didn't know how much had happened to Yanjing.

The Buddha was imprisoned in the black prison, and this time it went smoothly without any mistakes. The Buddha is also very honest, and the mortals imprisoned in the black prison are not simple. A person who has become a gangster with wits and calculations is no different from Xiaomi here.

Not to mention anything else, in the cell of the Buddha, there are four people, each of whom is a great character.

If anyone had heard of the legend of the thief king Huang Cripple, then he would definitely know this old man with his legs on his legs, full of white hair, and trembling when he talked and ate. But the inmates who inadvertently walked past him would always lose something, even if he hid it in his underwear and tied it tightly, it would be caught by this old man.

In addition to the thief king Huang Cripple, there are three other people who are not simple, it can be said that they are all evil criminals, the gun king in the sixties, two pistols in hand, one person can kill a heavily armed reinforced company, known as Zhao Jianguo, who is known as the double-gun Taibao.

Having a bar of soap in his hand all day long, kneading it around, if you think he's a gay guy and ready to throw it away for someone else to pick up, you're going to die a miserable death. He was the culprit of the extraordinarily large serial murder case in the 80s, Hua Zhenggang. The reason why he always pinched this piece is because he thinks that the feeling of kneading soap is very similar to the feeling of kneading people's hearts. But there is no heart to knead.

The other man was younger, in his forties, three months earlier than the Buddha, and when he was arrested three months ago, he was using money to paste a car and burn it to him. A whole 10 million piles of cars. His name is Mu Huaide, and the money was transferred from the bank, hacked into the banking system, transferred one billion, and it took five years to find out.

Of course, in addition to these people, there are also many people who are locked up. There are more than 100 lawless people, and the Buddha is so worthless among these people.

After spending a few days in the black prison, the Buddha finally saw the person he was looking for, this person was not young, his hair was gray, and he was draped over his shoulders in a bustling manner, which was very messy. The clothes on his body were dirty and tattered, and his hands and feet were covered with thumb-thick chains, and he would not even untie them when he ate, sleeped, and went to the toilet.

Even so, he was still held in solitary confinement, and even the prison guards who guarded him were always afraid to approach through the iron fence. Speak with honorifics.

He is the first person on the national art list known as the old neurosis. This is a really terrifying character, even Hua Zhenggang didn't dare to open his eyes to look at him, he could only sneak a glance twice.

Taking advantage of the prison guard's inattention, the Buddha quietly approached the old neuropathy and said, "I have someone who wants you to help kill him." ”

The old neuropathy turned a deaf ear and continued to eat. His rice is better than everyone else, with four dishes and one soup, chicken, meat and fish.

"It's a master, and the people who are in the top ten on the national art list don't dare to do anything with him when he rejects him with a word. Night Knife Ghost Seven ranks more than a dozen, and he is not his enemy. Buddha continued.

The old neuropathy finally looked up at him, what kind of eyes were they, like a pair of bloodthirsty monsters, their pupils were dark red, the result of being infected by countless blood and water.

"National Skill List? Hehe......" The old neuropathy sneered twice, stood up and was about to leave, when the Buddha hurriedly said: "His name is Meng Fan, he is very strong, much stronger than you think." Even if this black prison is hard to say, it can be said that it can hold him. ”

"Do you think this black prison can hold me? Take me to him. The old neurotic smiled even more, but the next moment, the black prison was in chaos, because he simply ignored the dozens of people who patrolled back and forth with loaded guns and ammunition, and easily broke off his hand and ankle.

In the dense bullets, the old neuropath's face did not change, as if he was walking leisurely but avoided all the bullets, and in less than thirty seconds, dozens of well-trained special forces prison guards were all put down.

The siren sounded, and a company of special forces surrounded him, but it was still useless, and he was easily put down. The guns were crushed in his hands like papier-mâché.

"I never kill an incompetent person, and if he's not as good as you say, I'll tear the flesh off of your body piece by piece." The old neurotic said, mentioning the Buddha, the ten-meter-high wall, he jumped up, and climbed over in a few leaps.

It doesn't matter if he leaves, the rest of the people will be reversed. They were all lawless people, and when they saw him easily escape from prison, they all rioted. Among them, there is no shortage of martial arts masters.

The Black Prison Supervision Department reacted quickly, but it still didn't stop it, and more than a dozen people escaped at once.