Log in from 11:10 a.m.,It's hard to get on.,And then find a way to enter the post page.。 This one is a bit like an escape room game, one level at a time. And in between, what else? Anyway, the whole page is dead and motionless. No way, log out, log in again, and then enter the post page. And so on and over and over again, and over and over again, until now. I don't even know what to say.

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The fortune teller took the hundred-dollar bill handed over by the salesman and immediately put it in his pocket. Then he said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's a big deal, there are some small disasters and small disasters, just avoid them." The key is that you take the villain with you, and if you dodge the villain, you will have nothing. ”

The salesman fell into deep thought. But no, I'm just destined to lead the villain. There are villains doing everything. The list I made was grabbed by someone. It's just that outsiders grab it, and people in our factory rob it. It's just a matter of grabbing orders, it's work. Damn, even his wife was robbed.

This fortune teller is indeed a bit of a Taoist, and his calculations are indeed accurate. But it's not worth a hundred dollars, right? It's hard to make money now, but you can't be extravagant. I already knew that I wanted to take the villain, and I didn't need to spend a lot of money to ask others to tell me.

That, sir, you still want to pay me back fifty yuan, and the salesman said, "My life is worthless, it's more than fifty yuan." ”

The fortune teller did not bargain either, and simply pulled out a handful of bills. Most of them are ten yuan or five yuan a dollar, etc., and fifty yuan is only one piece. The fortune teller asked, "Do you want zero or whole?" ”

Of course, it has to be rectified, and the salesman quickly picked up the fifty yuan and immediately put it into his arms. After walking a few steps, I remembered that I still hadn't asked: "May I ask sir, how can that villain hide?" ”

It's easy to hide, but it's also difficult to hide, and the fortune teller said: "Hide one three five seven nine, and two four six or eighty at dusk." Always be on guard, don't be careless for a moment. ”

The salesman nodded, and carried it on his back as he left: "Hide one three five seven nine, twilight defense two four six eighty-" and found that it was not right on his back, according to this, then he didn't have to rest for a while? Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and shouted, "Hey." Fortune teller, what kind of bullshit are you—"

The salesman's shouting was not over, and a shout came from afar: "The police are coming, run-!" ”

The fortune teller grabbed a white cloth and two small benches and turned around and ran. If you don't fight with people in the one-stop funeral service in front, you will turn around and run.

Zhang Qiusheng is boxing. Perfunctory, but tigery. No one knew what kind of punch he was fighting, not even an old boxer. He made up his mind improvised, and he could fight as much as he wanted, but he was like a cloud of water flowing smoothly with his peers.

Hearing someone shouting that the police were coming, Zhang Qiusheng was also ready to run. As long as you mix in this society, you have to abide by the rules of this society. If you obey the rules of society, you will have to be afraid of the police, and you will have to obey the management of the police.

But Zhang Qiusheng couldn't run. The audience on the inside and outside stood in his way. In broad daylight, the court is wide, and we cannot be invisible, we cannot use light work, and we cannot open a road and escape regardless of the safety of the masses. So Zhang Qiusheng could only wait to be arrested and punished.

Besides, the money that is all over the land will be picked up. The audience was very satisfied with the punch just now, and many people threw money into the arena.

Zhang Qiusheng was bending down to pick up money when two men in police uniforms rushed in through the crowd. One of them kicked Zhang Qiusheng in the ass. This kick is very heavy, if it is not Zhang Qiusheng but the general public, it will definitely be injured.

Zhang Qiusheng rushed forward and fell. The man lifted his foot and was about to kick it again, but Zhang Qiusheng hugged his leg and shouted: "My money, my money!" "Treat money as life, being kicked like this, not complaining about pain or pain, but thinking about money.

The onlookers were unconvinced and angry, and some shouted: "No beating!" "One person's shout caused everyone to echo it, why do you hit people casually, are you still a policeman!

Someone shouted, they were city pickets, not police at all. The police uniform they wore was not wanted by the regular police after changing their clothes, it was outdated, and it was a parallel import.

The crowd was even angrier. Nima, the fake police officer is more ferocious than the real one. Nima, when he saw someone, he beat him, and he didn't even say a word.

The angry crowd and the two parallel policemen pushed and shoved, and when they saw that a mass incident was about to occur, reinforcements arrived. More than a dozen people in police uniforms carried batons to disperse the crowd, and those who dared not disperse were those who were sticks.

The crowd was dispersed, and Zhang Qiusheng was the only one left on the field. And Zhang Qiusheng was still holding that person, still shouting in his mouth: "My money, my money!" ”

The baton fell on Zhang Qiusheng like raindrops, but he just didn't let go. Of course, Zhang Qiusheng doesn't care about these batons, but he is not stupid enough to let others beat him. Zhang Qiusheng found a person, Xie Jianxun's bodyguard.

Is the fifth son of the Xie family coming to the mainland again? That's a good thing! You can sell this information to the Qilin Police Station to help Shen Jianguo and Uncle Cao make meritorious contributions. Well, we might as well extort a little money.

Don't let this bodyguard find me, this is Zhang Qiusheng's idea. So he pressed his face against the man's thigh, and the raindrops of batons hit him, which was just right for Zhang Qiusheng to hide his face.

Shi Yingying and her two classmates were stunned. Zhang Qiusheng is going to be killed now, and if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. These cops are so vicious! Zhang Qiusheng is too hateful, if you run, the money is so heavy?

Shi Yingying turned her head to see that Li Mantun, Sun Buwu, and the Taoist priest who had just fought with someone, and the fortune tellers who set up stalls were all standing together. They didn't see any anxious expressions on their faces, but they all held teacups, cigarettes in their hands, and watched Zhang Qiusheng being beaten with a smile like watching a big show.

It turned out that they were all in a gang. Shi Yingying couldn't help but be angry and funny. Who are these classmates of Qilin? Not only is it strange, but it also has thirty-six lines. The classmates were being beaten, and they were not in a hurry or distressed. He also drank tea, smoked cigarettes, and grinned.

not only smiled, but also chatted, talking about things that had nothing to do with Zhang Qiusheng's beating. The fortune teller said, "I finally sold the fifty fake --- coins today." ”

Sun Buwu's eyes widened and he said: "It is illegal to use fake --- coins, hurry up and go to the police station to turn yourself in and ask the government for leniency." ”

Cut, he took it voluntarily, almost the same as robbing. The fortune teller told the salesman just now, and then scolded: "Damn, this fake --- coin was given to me by Zhang Qiusheng." Grandma's, okay, fifty yuan to help him carry the broken box. Do you know how heavy the box weighs? Four or five hundred catties, only fifty yuan, this kid gave me a fake --- money. ”

What's in the box, why is it so heavy? Li Mantun and Sun Buwu were both very curious. It's okay not to mention this, but the fortune teller is even more angry: "Damn, it's all rotten bricks, and it stinks so badly!" Zhang Qiusheng, this kid is intentionally harmful! ”

The other three all laughed. No one was indignant with the fortune teller, and it seemed that Zhang Qiusheng's set was commonplace.

What is this? Shi Yingying really didn't understand what kind of species these classmates of Qilin were, and they all harmed each other.

Four men in police uniforms lifted Zhang Qiusheng up and wanted to stuff him into a van and take him back to deal with him. It's a difficult job because Zhang Qiusheng always holds on to one of their colleagues' legs. They are very struggling, and they are stumbling when they walk.

The person who kicked Zhang Qiusheng was very depressed, one of his feet was always held, and he couldn't break it no matter how hard he tried it. The four men carried the kid, but he could only jump on one foot behind him, and several times he fell because the rhythm of the jump was not coordinated. It doesn't matter if he falls alone, the key is that if he falls, the other four will definitely follow.

The city appearance picket detachment is actually the predecessor of the chengguan. Since these people entered the city appearance picket detachment, they have never encountered such strange things. If a person is not afraid of fighting, then there is really nothing he can do. If you don't commit a capital crime, you can't kill him.

After a lot of effort, Zhang Qiusheng was finally stuffed into the van. The people of the city appearance picket detachment wiped their sweat, gasped a few times with their big mouths open, got into the car, and returned to the detachment. There are still people in front of you who occupy the road to operate? No matter what, go back and rest first, and clean up this person well.

Seeing the van drive away. Li Mantun and Sun Buwu immediately drove the car to follow. Li Mantun drove a crown, Sun Buwu drove a Cherokee, and Gao Shanhan and Tong Wucha drove Zhang Qiusheng's pickup.

Shi Yingying's two classmates hurriedly called a taxi, they wanted to follow to see the excitement, and they also pulled Shi Yingying to go with them. These classmates are more fun, fortune tellers, corpse collectors, singers, dough pinchers, boxers, and a girl asked: "Shi Yingying, are you sure they are all students?" ”

Students, of course! Not only students, but also good students, but this good word has to be put with a question mark, I'm afraid it is foolish. Shi Yingying said: "I don't know anything else, they are all troublemakers." Everywhere you go, you have to get into trouble. Not to mention these parallel police, they are not afraid of regular police. Even if the muzzle of the gun is pointed at the head, even if the gun is fired, it is not afraid. ”

Thinking of the police shooting, Shi Yingying couldn't help but be afraid. They are all bold masters, and I better stay away from them. But the two classmates had to follow along, and Shi Yingying couldn't help it.

The first three cars stopped not far from the cityscape picket detachment. It can be clearly seen that the parallel goods police are trying to get Zhang Qiusheng out of the car, and he is still holding the man's thigh.

The miniature bread can be opened on both sides. Pull him out from his colleague's side, but his body is horizontal, blocking the door and can't get out.

From Zhang Qiusheng's side, pull this kid out first. But Zhang Qiusheng turned over and pushed their colleagues forward, his body was still horizontal, like a flat pole blocking the door.

Pull from both sides? Pull Zhang Qiusheng on one side, and pull colleagues on the other? I couldn't pull it at all, but I pulled my colleague screaming.

Li Mantun and these people looked at this situation, and they were so happy that their saliva flowed out. Everyone stepped forward, this thing is more fun, you have to watch carefully. Smoking, drinking tea, watching the excitement, and pointing and commenting.

Sun Buwu regretted it now, he shouldn't have come to Liang Lin with Li Mantun first. It should be with Zhang Qiusheng. There's always something to play with this kid, ah, sit on a hard seat, and watch a tourist scenery movie. Alas, the opportunity to watch landscape movies was lost in vain.

Sun Buwu regrets it now, why do you want to pinch people? I should also go to boxing and performing, and let these parallel goods police also come to arrest me, so that, ah, I have some fun.

In fact, Li Mantun also regretted it and felt that he should not go to sing. Boxing is a good business, so many people throw money at this kid. Even if you get caught by the police, it's fun.