"What shall we do, Lord Bishop? Do you need me to call someone? The sharp-eared monkey's legs trembled like a sieve, although he had never seen Ye Yu, but the soldiers under his hands, he had still seen them, before those soldiers left the aircraft carrier, they were thousands of pounds of boulders that had been pressing on the heads of him and the bishop. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't panic just yet." The fat man squinted at the vehicles outside the wall, there were only 3 cars, the meat on the fat man's face was piled together, and he commanded with a smile: "Call everyone up, no matter how ruthless he Ye Yu is, can he still be ten thousand enemies?" I spit on a single person, and I spit on him to death. ”

The sharp-eared monkey-cheeked man hurriedly ran down the flight deck, and in less than three minutes, the long corridor leading to the flight deck in the flight warehouse and dormitory area was crowded with people, they were like a black dragon, striding out, standing on the flight deck with a numb expression, they were shoulder to shoulder, people were crowded, densely packed with the flight deck.

It was very quiet on the deck, more than 10,000 people were huddled together, there was a sound of needles falling, and the night wind even sent the sound to the aircraft carrier, which was the sound of Ye Yu carrying Shi Jingdie on his back and constantly laughing.

The fat man squinted a pair of triangular eyes and seemed to be unfazed, but his palms were full of sweat, this battle, he must not lose the momentum, he squinted his triangular eyes and stared at the figure walking slowly towards the aircraft carrier, Shi Jingdie's head lay on Ye Yu's shoulder, she lay in Ye Yu's ear and didn't know what to say, Ye Yu walked into the protective wall, suddenly stopped, turned around and called a Feng group soldier, whispered for a while, the Feng group soldier made a military salute, and ran out of the protective wall.

Ye Yu's voice came from the aircraft carrier again: "Jingdie, why is your skin so dry?" Is it the reason why my brother's rain and dew haven't moistened you for a long time? Wow-ha-ha. ”

"I hate you! They were all heard. ”

The fat man squinted his triangular eyes, a drop of sweat slid down his fat face, and he faintly felt that something seemed to be wrong, what did Shi Jingdie say to Ye Yu? At this time, Ye Yu still had the heart to joke? There are 10,000 people behind Nima Laozi! 10,000! Soul light!

The fat man gritted his teeth and folded his hands together, this action seemed to be breezy and bleak, but in fact he was trying to cover his hands that were constantly shaking.

"Your Excellency, wipe your sweat." The sharp-eared monkey cheek priest took out a black handkerchief and wanted to help the bishop wipe the sweat on his face, and the sharp-eared monkey cheek priest carefully wiped the sweat on the fat man's face, and said in his heart, let you play alone if you have a good girl, Nima is in winter, his head is full of sweat, and his kidneys are broken.

However, after a while of rubbing the sharp-eared monkey's cheeks, the priest felt that something was wrong, and the hairy sweat on the bishop's greasy forehead came out after wiping a stubble.

"Get out of here!" The fat man dragged the handkerchief in the priest's hand and scolded fiercely.

There was a sound of kicking and walking from the trestle connecting the aircraft carrier and the port land, and the fat man felt that the sound of walking was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart one by one.

"There are few of them, there are many of them, if I die, the aircraft carrier will be in chaos, I will be fine, if you dare to touch me, I will fight with you." I'm not afraid of you! I'm not afraid of you! The fat on the fat man's face shook for a while, and his mouth kept muttering in a low voice, giving himself momentum.

The fat man's fragmented expression was in the eyes of the priests and the congregation, but it was a different taste, the bishop is the bishop, and he never forgot to recite the doctrine in prayer at any time.

The fat man's heart was pounding with the footsteps, and when Ye Yu's figure finally appeared on the aircraft carrier, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief, the fear of not seeing was the most terrifying!

The corners of Ye Yu's mouth curved an arc, and under that arc, you can't guess whether it was a warm smile or a sinister smile.

Ye Yu put down Shi Jingdie on her back, Shi Jingdie was like a blooming lily, she smiled happily, like a spring breeze blowing through her heart.

"Let's get busy first, and I'll clean you up when I get back to bed." Ye Yu's salty pig hand pinched Shi Jingdie's beautiful buttocks.

"Don't be like this, so many people are watching." Shi Jingdie glared at Ye Yu, turned around and walked into the crowd.

It was very quiet on the aircraft carrier, the eyes of more than 10,000 people were staring at Lord Bishop and Ye Yu, Ye Yu's face still had that arc, he didn't look at the black crowd behind the fat man, but took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and put it in his mouth, he walked slowly to the fat man, tilted his head, and put the unlit cigarette roll in front of the fat man's face.

The fat man kept squeezing his eyes and looking at Ye Yu, the person who couldn't guess was the most terrifying person, the fat man couldn't see through what this smile meant, was it forgiveness? Is it a compromise? Or killing? You're fucking wall! If you want to kill or chop you, do you say? You might as well take a knife and kill me directly! Lao Tzu doesn't play anymore, I'm convinced, I can't guess you! The sweat on the fat man's face poured down like a waterfall.

Ye Yu's salty and non-lighty smile directly shattered the fat man's psychological defense, which was already full of spider web cracks.

The fat man shook his hands and touched the pocket on his body, he glanced at Ye Yu with the corner of his eye, Ye Yu was still waiting there with that smile and tilted his head, like a clay statue.

The fat man has been in his pocket for a long time, and there is no lighter, can the bishop light a cigarette by himself?

"Fire... Fire Machine... Machine. The fat man's voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't speak well.

The sharp-eared monkey-cheeked priest hurriedly took out the lighter from his pocket and put it in the fat man's outstretched hand, the fat man's hand shook, and the lighter fell to the ground, and he threw himself on the ground, grabbing several handfuls before he caught the lighter in his hand.

There was a crisp snap, the fat man lit the lighter, the sweat on his forehead dripped into his eyes, he kept squeezing his eyes, but the lighted lighter didn't hit the cigarette butt, his hands trembled too much, more than 10,000 believers looked at the bishop with a bewildered face, is the bishop swollen? Aren't these people who come back just us? Day. Cult security personnel? Why are you so excited? Yes, it must be that the bishop has received the will of God, and he is treating these hard-working security personnel in his own way, and the believers have finally guessed the deep meaning behind the bishop's abnormal behavior, and the congregation can't help but silently read the doctrine that we are all God's people.

Ye Yu's hand suddenly grabbed the fat man's hand, and helped the fat man slowly move the lighter to the cigarette butt, Ye Yu squinted his eyes and took two puffs. The cigarette is finally lit!

Ye Yu patted the back of the fat man's hand to show his gratitude, spit out a puff of cigarette at the fat man's greasy face, turned around and led the scar-faced people down the flight deck, from beginning to end, Ye Yu didn't say a word! Xiao Ning and Tingting had just squeezed out of the crowd, but they only saw Ye Yu's back disappearing under the flying warehouse, and they stepped up their steps and hurriedly chased after them.

The fat man squeezed his eyes and stared at Ye Yu and walked off the flight deck, raised his greasy big hand and rubbed the sweat that dripped into his eyes, and before the sweat in his eyes could be rubbed out, he was stabbed and closed his eyes by the strong light that suddenly hit the aircraft carrier.

He blocked the glare with his hands, opened his eyes slightly, and through the gap between his fingers, he saw the image that made him pee all over the ground.

Seven armoured vehicles rushed into the protective wall, and the searchlights on the armored vehicles illuminated the entire space inside the protective wall into daylight.

A deafening roar suddenly came from afar, and more than forty Harley-Davidson motorcycles rushed into the protective wall like a torrent of steel.

After being silent for half a year, the protective wall finally ushered in the noisy hustle and bustle, Liu Dabiao kicked open the car door, led the soldiers to jump out of the armored car, he stood in the square, and spat on the ground fiercely: "It's a, I don't feel comfortable." ”

The captain of the sharp knife group jumped down from another armored car, looked at Liu Dabiao and said, "Why do you blame you, you don't rush to save the chief, can you do this?" If we hadn't run into the chief's convoy halfway, we would have all been lost. ”

Liu Dabiao wiped his face: "Wait to clean up, the chief will not spare us." ”

The motorbike team stopped on the side of the square, and when they took off their helmets, they were a group of men with scars on their faces, rifles on their backs, and machetes in their hands still dripping with black blood.

After more than ten minutes, the mighty convoy completely drove into the protective wall, for a while, the square was full of all kinds of cars, there were Land Rover, there were domineering, there were buses, and the dilapidated 7-handed Santana, there were rows of loaded women and men sitting in the car, the moment they jumped out of the car with a hula la, the whole square echoed with the sound of guns and knives on their bodies hitting together.

A special soldier trotted to the iron door of the protective wall, slammed the iron door on the door frame, and then with another bell, the rusty deadbolt was inserted into the door pin...