The beginning was the handle of their death
Master actually left with Yixin, leaving Dark Night, Zhuang Mei, Su Yi, Mr. Qin and his assistant flail to stay, and I followed Master's order to stay. The master left a message: "Kill them first, their fate should be like this." "I know how Master's cruelty and kindness are expressed, for fear that something will happen to them. Master kept calling me in order to convince them and express the order clearly, and I gave the order, and he and Yixin began to warm up their relationship before marriage. "Master is going to marry Yixin?!" I only let out this exclamation, and then I couldn't say anything.
Everyone lived very safely here, and even the carnival on Zhuang Mei and Su Yi's faces was obvious to everyone, Yixin was actually gone, and the confusion and pride written on their faces made people laugh and silently isolate from them for Yixin's hidden victory. Master has never shown up, I have no hatred in my heart, so there is no potential energy to win, Master warned me like this, I must always remind myself, exercise my mind in this way, and practice everything, isn't this what you have been doing when you study? I know that you are very good at learning, but if you think too much, you will not grow old, remember to summarize the second-level theorem and then the third-level and fourth-level ...... That feeling of right and sure and wrong cruelty is what I always want you to feel deep in. You are the god of feeling, your father and your mother are geniuses. That's what I want you to be. After listening to the reward, I gave up my mercy, and the hardness of my heart was my heart.
And then everyone's storm came.
Those puppets who are pulled forward by the shackles, who have been turned into plastic bags in the endless cultural consumption, show whatever they want, do not rot or hard, and can only hold things once, and after they are discarded, they lie in the garbage heap, and no one cares what she once contained? Whether she is thrown on the top of the garbage hill or floating on the branches of the tree she once cherished, she has become a used plastic bag, swaying in the wind and feeling like the fruit of the leaves, but self-analogy does not solve other people's fantasies, should she return to the garbage dump, or the world is their garbage dump.
"The belly of the flail already has Mr. Qin's child, Mr. Qin will not let her give birth, since it is doomed, let's change the way, let her have a 3P with Mr. Qin, Yelong and you, until the child is miscarried. "This voice is not Master's, a cold machine sound. I told Mr. Qin the original words, and he knew the identity of the master, but he disagreed, and resolutely disagreed. Then he slammed the door and entered the office. Master said that Mr. Qin was the kind of person who grew up as the self-proclaimed emperor Lao Tzu who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he could not accept Master's such a cold ruling.
"Leave it to me, my real kung fu of beating people with consciousness is not practiced in a day or two, the rigorous beating skills that he has honed carefully let him learn hard, and he will realize how shameless and low-level he is, he uses his techniques to deal with Yixin, thinking that his skills are superb. To deal with this kind of deafness and blindness, we must do it.
I waited at the door of Mr. Qin's office and waited for him to be beaten out and give him a positive result. After waiting for four hours, the first time I was beaten, I had to be convinced.
He came out, although there was no bloodshed, but it seemed that there was no physical performance, and the stunt of the seven holes bleeding should be added to his expression. He walked tremblingly and opened the door for me, and he actually smiled at me. I know that Master will not treat any of his friends badly, and of course he will not give in and be merciful, and of course he will not lose any of his friends, unless he does not know him, and finally remember that he is a killer.