He looked at her stupidly, and said in his heart that she was a real scourge, and it was right to sell her!

She blinked at him, and said in her heart that he was really lacking in virtue, aunt and grandmother, you dare to sell it, wait for you!

Then she suddenly sniffed her little nose so hard that she was so frightened that she almost fell, but fortunately she was close to the table.

Of course, no one in the audience could understand all this, because this is not the time to think.

Of course, Zhang's mother saw the purpose of the bear going straight to the main seat, so she glared at the little girl: "Blind little hoof, so blind, you can't afford to open it!" ”

This unceremonious tone of the lesson scared the tower again, does anyone dare to talk to the girl like this? Before she could come back to her senses, the little girl wilted her pigtails aggrievedly, pouted and turned over, got up and went to the window, and looked at the bear dumbfounded and couldn't understand.

Zhang's mother changed to a spring breeze and smiled at Xiong: "I owe this cheap girl and don't know anything." Don't take it to heart. He turned back to the audience by the window: "Come and drag this chair and the waste away?" Do you count on me for this work? ”

The two came over and dragged the chair directly to the corner, and moved a new chair to the main position, and the tower sat down in a daze, looked at the little girl by the window, and then looked at Zhang's mother, continued to be sluggish, and continued to not understand. Originally, I wanted to play majestic, but now I feel that this chair is uncomfortable to sit on, the key is that in front of the ruthless man with a ponytail, he really can't shake out his majesty, and something is wrong with the horizontal and vertical.

Of course, the little girl is not pretending to be obedient, for Zhang's mother, she is really obedient, because Zhang's mother really treats her as a girl, and really calls her as a girl, and also protects her as a girl, only in the eyes of Zhang's mother, she is a real girl, not a pet or a monster, the men of the independent group ignore a heart that gradually becomes a girl.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a man entered the door, he was one of the second-floor corridors, originally the thugs of the unlucky new owner, but now they are self-contained, and now they have six people and six guns, still controlling the corridor on the second floor.

After the man entered the door, he stopped two steps first, looked at the dying owner who was slumped in the chair in the corner, and then looked at Zhang's mother.

Zhang's mother didn't shy away from it, understood the meaning of the man, looked directly at the man and said, "Don't worry, even if there is still a living person today, it can't be him!" ”

So the man continued to walk, came to the long table, pulled a chair at random, sat down, and laid the gun on the table, and no one looked at it anymore, but only stared at the gun in front of him.

I faintly heard the sound of going upstairs, and the footsteps started again, and a masked man entered the door, led by robbers on the first floor, stopped at the door and scanned the faces in the conference room, and then came to sit on the side of the long table, picked a middle seat, and silently began to fiddle with the shell gun in his hand.

Not counting the wounded, the masked robbers on the first floor still have most of the building and the inside of the back door.

At the end of the long table, the five coarse Zhu Bajie on the main seat couldn't help but knock on the table with the muzzle of the gun in his hand: "Don't you say that you have three parties?" What about the faction? Dead? ”

The man in the corridor didn't react, but the masked man snorted: "I wish they were dead!" Three dogs in black! I'm afraid I don't have the courage to come up! ”

"Dog in Black?" The bear eyes behind Zhu Bajie's mask clicked twice, and suddenly said, "Grandma's building, where is there a detective team?" Hehe...... Hey, hey, hey...... You're having a great time! ”

At this moment, there was another sound of stairs, and someone was going upstairs.

……

Originally, Lu Hang didn't think the situation was serious, although there was a firefight, although there were dead people, but he had a black skin, he had an authentic Jin County detective team book, as long as he stayed up to the end, he would be able to walk out of the door of Qianzhuang sooner or later, and leaving was the goal.

Now, it's complicated, and I'm involved in the special squad, although I have the identity of a detective team, I have to be arrested first and then investigated when I go out of this door, and I can't count on Zhang Fugui to talk about it, and if I don't know him, Zhang Fugui will have to follow it, because these documents are all handled by Zhang Fugui, and there are really files.

Now, Lu Airlines doesn't want to leave this door, not because he doesn't want to leave, but because he can't leave as a detective team, which is not good.

The Einsatzgruppen is really everywhere, can't it die clean? Even the sturdy back door of this money bank can't block it, really! Is it destined to be an enemy? Destined to be fate? Lu Hang thought as he walked up the stairs.

He didn't carry the gun, he put it in the holster, but the holster was not locked, and it kept swinging regularly on the side of his right hand with his movements.

Turned into the corridor on the second floor, five gunmen were here, Lu Hang walked, and looked at every face with a cold eye, these guys are the side of the firefight upstairs, it's just a group of inexplicable!

The five men with guns also looked at him coldly, but they couldn't help but dodge a little, the one who went upstairs was different, not only because of his pitch-black dog skin and low black brim; And not only because he still had blood oozing from the side of his cheek and shoulder, and was the only one with a gun in his holster; More critically...... From his cold gaze, I felt a trace of inexplicable curse and murderous intent, and I felt that he was floating like a ghost, cold and silent.

There is one kind of encounter, the most difficult to describe, and that is the accident.

The light on the first floor is not good, and the windows are covered by heavy gates, which is very dark; Now on the second floor, standing at the open door of the conference room, facing a large row of bright windows, messily reflecting the dazzling sunlight, Lu Hang couldn't help but squint slightly, instinctively slightly sideways.

However, in that dazzling blur, there was a dazzling petite figure, forcing Lu Hang to straighten the bleeding cold face again, facing the dazzling eyes, no longer turning his eyes, until the petite gradually became clear, until the bright big eyes in front of her became particularly beautiful, only to show that her original ugly ponytail was now tied into a braid, and only then did her surprised little face appear more colorful than her flower shirt.

I'm sick! Lu Hang firmly believes that he himself is sick again! It's impossible! This is not the time to get sick!

He emphasized that this was an illusion, and tried to look away, to see the long table, to see the masked collar on one side of the table, and to see the man in the corridor on the other side of the table, Zhang's mother was also sitting at the long table, and there were three people sitting at the whole long table.

"What about the mask-wearers? Haven't you come yet? ”

This sentence made the audience stunned, slowed down for two seconds, and suddenly turned their eyes to the main seat at one end of the long table, which was actually empty! Actually...... Empty? How could that bear-like Zhu Bajie disappear in the blink of an eye?

Finally, Zhang's mother's voice was surprised: "Hey? Hero, what are you doing under the table? Suddenly, he sneered again: "Didn't you say that you want to talk about business first?" So anxious? Then she pulled the hem of her skirt high in public, and it was almost on the table.

Under the main table, a pig finally crawled out in embarrassment, and it was half a pot more than others to turn into ashes......

The sound it made was not loud, it rustled, it sounded weird and creepy!

"Hey, talk......"

"Oh my mother! This is...... There really are ghosts! ”

"What? Hey, who are you? ”

"Fucking warn you not to scare me! Don't show up again and shoot again! ”

"Hey, what are you talking about? Pick me up Sheriff Chen, I said pick me up Sheriff Chen, did you hear? ”

"Platoon commander, this is too evil! Let's go! ”

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who do you care who Lao Tzu is!"

"Click——......"

There was silence for a while.

"Platoon commander, what's going on...... No more squeaks? ”

"Ask me everything, ask me everything, I don't know why it doesn't squeak! Either way, this thing must be taken away! ”

"But there's still a rope attached to it."

"Won't you rip it off?"

"Uh, yes. Can...... I don't want to take it, it's too unlucky, which of you ...... the latest chapter of "Baidu" through the anti-Japanese 1936 masterpiece literature "read for free for the first time". I want to talk about "Crossing the Anti-Japanese 1936" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~

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