Hearing Long Shao's objection, he immediately exploded that day.

"What are you against?

Could it be that He Naizi is also an undercover agent for Boss Tong?

Does it mean that Xiang Liu is also arranged by Boss Tong?

So why did you call us all here for this drama today?

Is it just for the sake of courtesy? ”

Well, this fried hair is indeed reasonable, if these are all arrangements of Tong Ai's family, they are all in the plan, it is indeed a bit unreasonable?

Cai Gen and Tong Aijia looked at Long Shao together, not understanding what he meant?

Obviously, I have confirmed your undercover identity, and I have also taken you out, and now you want to clean up He Naizi, what are you against?

After Long Shao's life safety was guaranteed, many ideas were born.

was killed together with He Naizi, and he didn't say that he was dead, and there was nothing to say.

At present, Long Shao himself is fine, He Naizi is going to be killed, and he is a little embarrassed to see it.

The scene of He Naizi risking his life to protect himself just now always lingered in front of Long Shao's eyes.

It's like a needle, constantly stimulating his numb nerves.

"Master, this He Naizi is a heinous crime and must be severely punished, I don't say this.

However, Boss Cai has said that Captain Huang needs to arrest He Naizi on behalf of the official, are we not good to use lynching. ”

Starting from Long Shao's cognition, no matter who it is, he must give the official representative a little face, so of course, he found the excuse that he thought was the most tenable to save He Nazi's life.

It's a pity that the limitations of cognition determine that Long Shao's excuse really can't stand, and even if he stands, he has to be discounted by his legs.

Tong Aijia mistakenly thought that Long Shao was thoughtful, and he didn't want to offend Heaven because of such a thing, so he was a little satisfied.

"Don't worry, no one can control the affairs of our shamanism, and you don't have to look at other people's faces to act, you think too much about this."

Damn, Long Shao complained in his heart with 10,000 words, just now Cai Gen obviously interfered in the affairs of your shamanism, and you also saw Cai Gen's face, why is it so forgetful?

Seeing that Tong Aijia was not on his side, Long Shao walked to Cai Gen's side, his voice was very small, and he was afraid that others would hear it, after all, his words were not so righteous.

"Boss Cai, can you let He Naizi go?

I don't comment on whether she's a good person or not, but she's really nice to me. ”

Cai Gen was very surprised by Long Shao's attitude, as if he didn't know him.

A gangster at the bottom of society, there are really not many people who are so affectionate and righteous.

"Long Shao, are you Stockholm syndrome?

Why do you still have feelings for He Nazi?

She's the perpetrator, you're the victim. ”

Due to surprise, Cai Gen's voice was a little loud, and the friends around him heard it, and then gossiped up.

Duan Xiaolong sensitively heard the professional terms in his own field, and immediately came to his senses.

"Cai Bangzi, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand.

The probability of Stockholm syndrome occurring is very small, as long as the mind is normal and there is no lack of emotion, it will not happen.

Moreover, as the grace of the offender disappears, the symptoms of the victim also disappear, and it is not a permanent emotion.

I think Long Shao should be extremely lacking in love since he was a child, and by chance love came too fiercely, and he has not yet adapted, so he has a kind of thinking inertia of being loved.

Blinded by the false emotions made up by his own brain, to put it simply, it is a little fine, and it is good to take a beating. ”

After Duan Xiaohong's professional interpretation, looking at Long Shao's expression, the symptoms have not been alleviated, is it really good to take a beating?

"Boss Cai, you can beat me a few times, as long as you save He Naizi."

Cai Gen unconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to smoke Long Shao, but he endured it and didn't make a move.

Feeling Cai Gen's anger, Xiao Sun wanted to enlighten Long Shao by shaving his head.

"Long Shao, don't be angry with the third uncle.

Do you know what the more than 100 villagers lying over there have experienced?

Do you know that He Naizi almost killed so many people?

If it weren't for the third uncle, those villagers would have died, you know?

If He Naizi doesn't die, how can he give an explanation to those villagers? ”

Long Shao looked at the edge of the big array, as well as the more than 100 villagers lying down, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

It's just that what is haunting Long Shao's heart now is He Naizi's senseless life and death, and the smiling face he showed after protecting himself.

This kind of emotion makes Long Shao crazy, and in He Naizi's smiling face, he can melt many things, including good and evil, including good and bad, and even morality and justice.

"The villagers were injured by the death qi, not He Naizi, you misunderstood her about this.

By the time we got here, the villagers were..."

"Okay, Long Shao, don't talk about it, if you keep talking, if the master doesn't do it, I want to smoke you.

What kind of evil evil in Taiqinggou Village was recruited by He Naizi, right?

Summoned to sacrifice these villagers, right?

It can only be said that God has the virtue of a good life, and she is just an attempted murder, and she is definitely not as innocent as you say. ”

Xiao Lynx easily shattered Long Shao's excuse, making his explanation vulnerable.

Facts are facts, Long Shao can't wash it, it really can't be washed, and it can't be washed.

But...

But...

Long Shao was still unwilling, and was about to continue to make excuses, when a hoarse shout came from He Naizi's direction.

"Don't... Please... Don't. ”

It turned out that after hearing the refusal of Tong Ai's family, the ceremony of cleaning the portal began over there.

That day was very positive, as if it was a blow to He Naizi, which could help him get out of the anger that Long Shao suffered.

"From the thought that you moved the ancestral soul, you will think of this day.

Be strong, how can you say that you are also a big man, don't be looked down upon.

I destroyed your natal drum first, and you can't use this craft of shamanism anymore. ”

Saying that, that day, he snatched He Naizi's black leather drum and used his fingernails to cut it directly.

With the black leather drum being torn, He Naizi seemed to have suffered great physical and mental damage, and kept screaming and begging for mercy.

"Ahh Don't... My natal drum...

Kill me, give me a good time. ”

That day, the remains of a black leather drum were thrown to the ground, grabbed He Nazi's hand, and tore her sleeve apart, revealing the ancestral pattern on her arm, which was a big black tiger.

"Killing you is for sure, but it's definitely not going to be a pleasure.

Before we kill you, we have to get the shamanic stuff back, and you don't deserve to die with the ancestral emblem. ”

As soon as he said that, he grabbed the pattern of the big black tiger, and forcibly tore it off He Naizi's arm, the skin fell off, and He Naizi's arm was blurred with flesh and blood.

"Ahh Press bar... Press the bar..."

When I saw that day, as soon as I reached out and grabbed the ancestral pattern, the controlled press was constantly struggling, but it was firmly held down by Bi Ling, and any thoughts were in vain.

"Nimatsahanai...

Hey, forget it. ”

After leaving a sentence, the press turned into a little golden light and dissipated into the air.