"There's no need to condole, I don't think the master wants to see you." The jade scholar opened his mouth to sneer, and his very obedient appearance revealed a bit of anger.

I knew it earlier...... Last time, I should have killed this weird man.

Anyang has been in the busy days before, and it is eating away at Ji's power little by little.

With a vigorous and resolute style, Anyang directly and decisively conquered many places, and gave Ji a lot of sets.

This is also why when Ji asked Siniang to do the trap, he would notify Anyang to go over.

Because......

He can't tolerate Anyang, even if Anyang is his most perfect work, he can't tolerate it.

"But today, do I have to offer my condolences?" Ji curled the corners of his lips and spoke to them, using the most shameless attitude to provoke them.

"Lao Tzu killed you today, believe it or not?" The big scar on the side couldn't help it, pulled out the gun, pulled it out, and aimed it at Ji.

Ji smiled unhurriedly, and he didn't plan to fight with them, the main purpose of coming over today was to take his little teacher home, and the rest was secondary.

"Click-" The dozens of people beside him drew their guns and aimed them at them.

The jade scholar also drew his gun here.

Comrade Police Road Team: "......" He never knew that Anyang, who seemed to be law-abiding, the man next to the little ancestor, actually had subordinates with guns......

Also fucking in the country.

They ban guns here!

These people are breaking the law! You have to catch it!

The road team secretly thought in his heart, and he glanced at Liu Yidao next to him, who was also a forensic comrade who was a state organ, and looked at the two groups of them here with a calm face.

"You and I should each take a step back, hand over Tang Zhizhou to me, and I will take someone away and give you a peaceful funeral." Ji opened his mouth, as if he was a little embarrassed.

The jade scholar bowed slightly towards Ake on the side, and Ake didn't know where to bring Tang Zhizhou out.

Tang Zhizhou was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, and the whole person was still very stable, but he was ......

There was no sparkle in those eyes.

It was as if he had lost his faith, and he had no purpose to chase from then on.

For people like them, power, wealth......

It's not enough to let them chase it.

Their only purpose is for the sake of the so-called faith.

"You're so bad, what have you made my little teacher look like?" Ji was a little emotional, but the smile still didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and he raised his chin towards Song Zhengyang on the side.

"Ayan, bring the teacher back." He touched the cat in his arms again and again, but the cat could not make a sound, and if you looked closely, you could see the thin blade between his fingers.

When people are in a bad mood, they always find an outlet to vent.

He's in a bad mood, to be precise, very bad.

The teacher's life should be in his hands, right?

What are they?

Song Zhengyang brought Tang Zhizhou over, and the people on both sides became even more deadlocked.

"Teacher, welcome home." Ji bent down and put the dying cat in his arms into the arms of Tang Zhizhou, who was in a wheelchair.

Blood stained his white shirt red, and Tang Zhizhou's eyes were slightly colored.

"It's so stupid...... Ji raised his head, looked at them, chuckled, and pushed Tang Zhizhou out by himself, his voice was steady and gentle.

"You clean it up."