"What's going on?"

At the same time, far away, in an unusually prosperous palace, there sat a man in a dark purple robe, who spoke with an extraordinary bearing, but no one could peek into his true face.

Because his entire face was covered by a black scorpion mask, which was so vivid that it was exactly the same as the tattoo on the neck of those people.

Below him, there was a very ordinary person kneeling, who looked like he was twenty-eight or nine, and his whole face was so ordinary that he couldn't find it if he was thrown in the crowd.

On his hand, where it was exposed, there was a scorpion tattoo all the time, which was exactly the same as the mask of the superior person.

"Our plans have been revealed. No one was caught. ”

The head of the duck hid the eyes that did not dare to look at the person on top of him.

"Waste."

Reprimanded angrily, the person on top waved his hand, and out of nowhere, two people in black robes pulled him who was kneeling and went out directly.

As for where it went,

Hum!

Not a good place anyway.

"So alert ......"

When all the people have retreated,

The man sitting on the top muttered.

Turning his head to look at his hand, he had a quaint ring on it!

……

The analysis on this side finally began to act, looking at the people who kept coming out of the dilapidated factory, and the analysis counted about thirty people.

Well!

It's not okay to come hard,

Analysis is done by the brain.

The flexible body hid directly in the bushes on the side, and the body was already very thin, and the technique was excellent, so it would not be discovered at all.

"Boss, there's no one here!"

"That old guy dared to lie to us. Go, get him out of me. ”

"Yes."

For the eavesdropping, the analysis was also very frank, and he entered the dilapidated factory one step faster than others.

After looking around, I found an acquaintance lying on the ground.

When I walked in, I found that the beating was really miserable.

It's no longer a nose or a mouth.

Weak breathing, still alive,

He didn't move him, but as he listened to the approaching footsteps, he suddenly smiled wickedly.

Reaching out and casually picking up the iron rod that had been thrown on the ground, he became invisible on the spot.

It's also a coincidence that the analysis has just finished stealing, and someone came.

If someone is familiar with the road, he should lift up the acquaintance who was unconscious on the ground.

“TMD…… Why is it so heavy......"

"It's ......"

……

Before the two of them could finish complaining,

"Heavy? Then don't lift it! ”

The crisp voice with a smile is very pleasant to the ear.

Before they could react, they were solved.

One person and one iron rod, the analysis is very fair, and there will be no more fights.

"Ah......h

The sound it makes when it is struck is unavoidable, but this is the effect of analysis.

Listening to the approaching footsteps outside, he felt that his luck was really good, and everything was calculated by himself.

In fact, people who often say that they are lucky are also not to be underestimated.

As the saying goes, luck is also part of strength.

When someone came in, he had no intention of hiding.

So, this scene happened.

Twenty or thirty people broke in aggressively, and saw a young man wearing a shirt and slacks, his delicate and perfect facial features were indisputable, and his pink lips hooked a wicked smile, simple and harmless, but it inexplicably made people feel cold.

Before he could see the true peerless elegance of the young man, he felt a gust of wind coming towards him.

Then I saw the brothers in front of me fall down one by one, and the young man who was smiling lightly was always smiling.

I'm still very confident in my secret weapon.

Finger blade, hurtful and invisible.

Watching his baby complete the task and come back in his own direction is very interesting.

……

Walk through time, fold a hat, a sleeve moon, walk into the desert, find the nostalgia of the past life, pick up the dust and put it in the bag, and send the story to the end of the world. A person, facing a thousand mountains, in the riverbed that has been dry for thousands of years, forgetting the prosperity, yesterday's dust, began to blur in the wind and sand, and drank a glass of wine called promise, waiting for the destined person. Recognize each other with a piece of memory.

——Bai Luomei "You are Jinse, I am for the passing years"