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Even Long Zeqiao was a little surprised: "It's impossible, that guy can pull that face?" Besides, the women's bathroom broke into a man's. How can you stay there? ”

The person who proposed it also has a tenacity, saying that people who are dying of life, where can they care about shame?

In a simple sentence, Long Zeqiao finally agreed, and said: "Li Zhou, since you proposed it, then you should hurry over and take a look, after seeing it, we have to look for it nearby, hurry up and ......"

The man was speechless for a moment, and said, "Why me?"

Long Zeqiao said, should I go in person? Don't you know I'm allergic to my aunt, hurry up, hurry up......

The power of traditional thinking is too strong, and these people kill people and do all kinds of evil. But he was trapped at the door of the women's toilet, presumably because he felt that the name of breaking into the women's toilet was really unpleasant, and it damaged the reputation of the rivers and lakes too much.

The reputation of the rivers and lakes is very empty to say, but sometimes it is extremely practical.

There was a lot of confusion outside, but the man named Li Zhou finally compromised and walked in with heavy footsteps, but he had just come in when someone went out after going to the toilet. When I saw him, there was a scream, and at the same time, there were panicked shouts from outside the toilet.

Generally speaking, the popularity of the women's toilet is far from being comparable to that of the men's toilet.

In a burst of screams of irritation, even the Bloods. was also unbearable, Long Zeqiao left in a hurry with a group of people, afraid that these collapsed women would call the police. It's going to be a bit of a hassle.

I squatted on the pit, looked at the various aunt towels in the garbage basket, and boiled up with a black face for a long time, and finally felt that the women's toilet was no longer busy, so I asked Xiaomi'er to go to find out first.

It was only after Xiaomi'er realized that there was no one, and we left here.

It was a terrible experience.

Before leaving, I changed into a suit, then took a taxi, left my hometown county, and drove towards Pengcheng City.

When I arrived in Pengcheng, I found a small clinic nearby, bought some medical medicines, and then found a hotel. With the assistance of Xiaoer, I bandaged it properly, and after everything was done, I lay down on the big ** of the hotel and fell asleep.

Tired.

I'm so tired, especially the fight with Long Zeqiao, every moment is so frightened, as if I may face death at any time, if it weren't for my South China Sea turtle and snake skills have been practiced to an extremely proficient state, I'm afraid I may not be able to run.

That Long Zeqiao must be an important chess piece planted by foreign blood clans in China, otherwise it would not be so powerful.

I slept in the hotel until dark, woke up hungry in the middle of the night, lay on the **, opened my eyes, and thought about what I should do next.

I thought about it for a long time, picked up the phone of the ** head, and dialed Huang Fatzi.

It took a long time to answer the phone, and after dialing, there was a strange wheezing sound from the other end, I didn't understand it very well at first, but after a while, as a person who came over, I immediately woke up and said directly to him: "Fatty, you are so finished calling back, I really have something." ”

As a result, there was no sound over there, and the fat man Huang smiled and said, "Lao Wang, what about my TV, what's the matter?" ”

I was speechless for a while, and after a while, I said, "I've been ambushed." ”

What the?

Hearing my words, Huang Fatzi's side suddenly became energetic and asked me Lao Wang, what is going on?

I told him what happened yesterday and today, Huang Fatzi was so angry that he almost exploded, saying that he scolded the next door and caused trouble to his family, this is the most fundamental morality of the rivers and lakes, those *** actually did this kind of dirty thing, it's just too hateful, no, Lao Tzu went to check, what is the origin of this Jinzhen Information Office.

I asked him how to check, and he said that Ciyuan Pavilion is not just an organization that buys and sells goods, but also has a large number of people doing intelligence gathering work, and through them, it should be possible to quickly find out.

I nodded and said yes.

Huang Fatzi asked me where I am now, do you want to come to Jinling and track him down with him?

I groaned for a while, and then rejected him, and I told him that he alone was enough to track him down, and that I couldn't help at all, and that the two of us just kept in touch; As for me, if I want to go to my hometown in the Northeast, has my father been anywhere - even if my father hasn't, he can be sure of my brother's situation.

For my decision, Huang Fatzi expressed regret.

He prefers group activities, after all, friends are there, you can chat, and you can ask me about the means of the South China Sea when you have nothing to do, but the task on his side is also extremely important, and he can't do without people, so he has to give up.

After talking to Huang Fatzi, I left the hotel and bought a mobile card from a nearby shop and put it in the mobile phone I had stolen from Long Zeqiao.

I sent my current number to Huang Fatzi, and after I was done, I used my mobile phone to book a train ticket to the Northeast.

I set off the next day and set out on a journey to Tohoku to find my family.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and I was very careful when I appeared at the station, always walking in the corners, and then constantly looking.

There is no big mistake in being careful, but when I looked carefully, I found Long Zeqiao's subordinates who participated in the round-up of me in my hometown yesterday, and I quietly carried out a counter-tracking, and found Long Zeqiao who was dressed tightly, wearing a hat and a mask near the toilet at the station.

This guy was able to come out during the day, which was quite unexpected to me.

Because in my thoughts, vampires, or blood clans, these things can't walk in the sun, and they are easy to be burned by the power of the extreme yang contained in the sun's rays, but I didn't expect that as long as they are wrapped tightly and don't let the skin be exposed to the sun's rays.

Seeing this, my heart couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

I have lived and died together with the old ghosts, and we have been honest with each other without concealment, so I know this species better than ordinary practitioners, and I also know more and more that in fact, there are actually many of their kind, hidden in the crowd.

After more than 30 years of reform and opening up, these alien species are no longer far away from us.

I waited patiently in the dark, and then it was almost time to leave, only to follow the flow of people, and then get into the car, leaving little time for the other party to react.

But despite this, when I passed through the ticket gate, I looked back and felt like I had found it.

I felt like I was being strangled and breathless.

However, even if it is discovered, the other party may not be able to catch up with this public.

Sitting in my seat, I hugged Xiao'er, quietly thinking about what had gone wrong with me, why did those guys appear at the train station?

After a while, I remembered the name of Long Zeqiao's office.

Golden Town Information.

As the name suggests, this is supposed to be a company that is known for selling news, so these methods of investigating and tracking people, they should be professional.

Thinking like this, I finally comforted myself.

I've just entered the rivers and lakes, and I'm still a little younger than these old foxes, but I'm confident enough, that is, in time, I'll be able to kill all these bastards who covet us, and make them regret offending me today.

I didn't go straight ahead, but got off the train at the next stop.

Before that, I had already booked another train.

The previous car was going directly to Hei Province in the northeast, but this time, it was to Liaoning.

Because of the time, I waited at that site for more than two hours, and the reason for such a toss was that I was afraid that the other party also had power in the Black Province, and if I got off the bus and was targeted, I was afraid that the problem would be troublesome.

It's also good to toss a little more.

In the waiting hall of the station, I sat down in the corner seat, closed my eyes, and suddenly a few hundred words of mantra passed in front of me.

I subconsciously read along.

This is the Xuanyuan recipe I found under the old wooden cabinet at home, at first, I felt very strange and awkward, all kinds of uncomfortable, but I don't know why, this time I read it, but it still feels like a long-lost reunion.

It was as if I had known it in my previous life, and at the same time, the breath within the dantian was also flowing along the path of the mantra.

This is a mental method that is completely different from the South China Sea Demon Suppression.

It stands to reason that I, who has the foundation of the South China Sea Demon Suppression Record, should have an instinctive rejection of this mental method, but I don't know why, I inexplicably feel a burst of smoothness, as if it was a natural instinct.

After a while, I felt that the sensation after this practice seemed to be interacting with my blood.

There was a feeling that made me want to cry.

After reciting a set of mantras, I unknowingly ran for two weeks, and when I opened my eyes, I realized that I had almost missed the train.

My back was sweating with fright, and I hurried to the ticket gate.

When I got in the car, I secretly felt that I was too much Meng Lang, and I actually practiced by myself in this waiting hall, which was a bit out of place, but in retrospect, everything just now seemed to be instinctive, and I couldn't make my own decisions at all.

I kept taking deep breaths, and I felt as if I was still immersed in the mood I had just had.

What is Xuanyuan Jue, and why is it engraved in the old wooden cabinet left by my grandfather?

Could it be that my grandfather's identity is very unusual?

My mind was a little confused, and at this moment, I was suddenly slapped on the shoulder, and then a voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, you can't be Miss Ben, can you?" ”