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Walking into Guixiang Courtyard again, the little girl was welcomed by everyone, and the sound of the warbler and the swallow language became a large piece. When she was here, she was smart and diligent, and the girls in the building liked it; spicy and righteous, the girls in the building like it; It's Mama's queen girl again, and if you don't want to like it, you have to like it, unless you lack a heart.

Walking into Zhang's mother's luxurious bedroom, the little girl who was supported by the meat bun couldn't bend her waist sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, hugged the teapot on the table and poured it on the spot.

"Look at your poor virtue, I taught you in vain!" Zhang's mother opened the cabinet, took out a complete set of clothes that had been customized for the little girl inside and out, and skimmed it on the table: "Take a shower and change it after a while." Now come over and let me check the check. ”

Putting down the teapot and burping, "What are you looking for?" ”

Pulled the little girl up, reached out and took off her clothes: "Check if you let the wild ghost spoil it!" ”

The little girl clenched the buttons in a panic: "Where do I have it?" Wait, don't drag it! Ay? Don't ......"

The floor was filled with the crisp sound of metal falling.

Zhang's mother stopped moving, looked down and saw that a copper-yellow bullet was still rolling on the floor, and she was stunned: "This ...... Where did it come from? ”

"I ...... Picked up. ”

The pockets of the ragged shirt on the little girl's body were completely torn, and more than a dozen bullets of four or five caliber fell to the ground in one go, jumping and rolling on the floor.

Zhang's mother was full of black lines, and the little girl was stupid and embarrassed.

"You can pick up the dead girl's piece!"

"I ...... Picked up in a wave. ”

The ragged shirt was suddenly torn apart.

Boom, this movement is much bigger than a bullet landing, look down again, a big-eyed masturbation on the floor!

"You picked it up too?"

"Hmm...... That one...... If you pick up bullets, you have to pick up guns, of course. ”

Raising her head again, and seeing the healing wound on her bare little shoulder, Zhang's mother's face instantly turned dark, she scattered the little girl's eggs, hurriedly went to bolt the bedroom door, turned around and leaned against the door, lowered her voice and said angrily: "Little wave hoof, you are going to die!" Still stubborn? When the old lady can't understand? ”

The little girl bent down and picked up the gun, wanting to close the insurance by the way, but Zhang's mother leaned on the tied door and lowered her voice and anger, causing the little girl to give up this idea, just put the gun in her little hand, lowered her head and didn't speak.

"Say, are you the one?"

I feel that Zhang's mother has already guessed, and the little girl doesn't want to answer, and she can't admit it if she guesses, but she doesn't know how to make up a lie: "I ......"

Thinking of the dejected appearance of the little girl when she appeared outside the door just now, and the current distraction, Zhang's mother was even more determined to make her judgment: "Do you know how many people have died in the past few days?" Are you lacking in eyes? Even if you eloped with a wild man, would it be fine? How can you ...... Alas! After sighing, after hesitating for a few seconds, Mama Zhang raised her head again, and her rouge face flashed with a touch of cruelty: "Let me ask you, how many people know the identity of your Einsatzgruppen?" Where are the living? Have you ever been caught? You have to tell me the truth, otherwise the old lady will interrupt your little hooves now, so that you will not be able to cross this threshold for the rest of your life! ”

I didn't expect Zhang's mother to think it was a special team, the little girl raised her face again, although she was already a half-grown girl, but no one had ever thought of her like this, no one thought she was a soldier in the independent regiment, no one thought she was a girl in the special operations company, no one thought she was an eight-way outside, even if she tried to tie a beautiful red head rope, even if she picked up a gun, no one would think of her as a girl, Zhang's mother was the first person to treat her as a girl and not as a girl, which made the little girl experience the feeling of being recognized.

The little girl can understand that the cruel expression on Rouge's face is not fake, it is Zhang's mother who has murderous intentions, but she is not aimed at her, but wants to wipe her ass, and wants to force her to cut off relations with the Einsatzgruppen. This alternative kind of care...... Ordinary people can't accept it, the little girl likes it, and her own style of doing things is the same!

……

You always have to pay it back when you come out to mix!

In order to eat the restaurant and sell the girl who lacks virtue, in order to count the money and forget to set a meeting place, the profit-hungry tower has enjoyed all this, and then it is a little troublesome.

He's not worried about the lack of virtue girl, the lack of virtue is amazing, don't even think about it, whoever buys it is unlucky, but the problem is that there is no whereabouts now, in case she is gambling and hiding, and she doesn't return to Kongzhuang, how can she make a difference? Tell Boss Hu that I sold the girl? What will happen to Hu Lao? Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine!

Holding two pieces of five in his hand, he didn't dare to eat alone, he felt very painful, the tower wandered, hesitating, and never left the street where the little girl was sold, he felt that since there was no fixed location, the girl who lacked virtue might run back here to find it, how could he know that the moment the little girl saw the meat bun, he had completely forgotten the unscrupulous bear, and since then he has lived a luxurious life, which is really a natural pair of negative combinations.

As a result, the buyer came, and he came with seven or eight men all the way.

Looking at the unlucky expression of the buyer, and then looking at those who hugged the sticks before and after, sure enough! The girl who lacked virtue not only ran away without saying anything, but also retaliated and did not come back here, and the tower was dumbfounded.

……

There was a heavy knock on the cell door, and a policeman greeted the prison guard: "This bear is a human trafficker, plus he is beating people on the street, it is so rampant that it will take a lot of effort to arrest him, and it needs to be repaired." ”

"Lao Tzu wants to see Officer Zhang!"

"You're calling a fart! Officer Zhang is gone! Okay or not, I'll let you ......"

"Battalion Commander Zhang, Lao Tzu wants to see Battalion Commander Zhang! I'm his uncle! Let him kowtow himself! ”

Walking into the prison door, the tower remembered Camp Commander Zhang. Battalion Commander Zhang didn't know that the tower was the Eighth Road, but the tower knew that Camp Commander Zhang was Zhang Fugui's distant brother, and the two met when they bought prisoners. Unscrupulous Xiong has never lacked quick wit and cleverness, and now he has been arrested by the police, so he has to report the name of the battalion commander. As for the arrogance that he is Camp Commander Zhang's maternal uncle, it is purely for effect, and he is afraid that the police will not treat him as a dish.

Battalion Chief Zhang is Zhang Fugui's henchman, but Camp Chief Zhang is not bad in Jin County, he is different from Zhang Fugui, he is better at drilling camps, in addition, although Zhang Tianbao does not recognize Zhang Fugui's younger brother, but the relationship with Camp Chief Zhang is normal, Camp Chief Zhang can not only take Zhang Fugui's imperial army relationship, but also borrow Zhang Tianbao's shade, and he is promoted in the police force as if he became a battalion commander on a rocket. Now, the county town is black and white, and he is much better than Zhang Fugui!

Now that someone is so arrogant that it is Camp Commander Zhang's maternal uncle, the prison guards really have no bottom in their hearts, and the steward weighs it again and again, nods to his subordinates, signals to report, and then immediately puts on an expression of impartial reception, and politely 'invites' the tower into the cell.

"Oh, I'm hungry...... When are you going to eat? ”

The prison guard did not answer this shameless request, locked the door and left, sat down on the iron tower, looked left and right, and found that several people in this cell looked a little special, young faces of seventeen or eighteen years old, student clothes, all looking at his burly figure in surprise.

"Look at your grandma? Lao Tzu was mixed with Black Wind Mountain, killed his mother and sold his sister, this is still hungry! Is there anything to eat in that broken bowl? Hurry up and bring it to Lao Tzu to see if you hear ......"

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