"What's so bad about this? Love does not include these sinners, and no matter how much you kill, it will not affect the ritual. ”

The cold female voice in her ears continued.

The anger on Zhao Qingxia's face became more and more obvious, and he couldn't help but scold angrily: "Crow Duoduo, don't forget that you are also a member of the Tianzhi Society now!" ”

"Annoyed?"

The crow Duoduo on the other end of the communication was obviously angry, and said coldly: "Since you don't think you can see it, it's best not to be soft when you do it for a while!" ”

"The last time I was in Laizhou Mansion, if it weren't for the mercy of my subordinates, our identities would not have been exposed. Now that you have been expelled from the 'Ink Attack Force', I have also been swept away by the 'Non-Attack R&D Institute'! ”

Hearing the other party's resentful words, Zhao Qingxia couldn't help but have an embarrassed look on his face, he scratched his head and smiled: "Definitely not this time." ”

"You'd better not, or don't say anything about revenge, we can only get rid of our brains, be two stray dogs off the net, and run for our lives! Hum! ”

After the last cold snort, there was no sound in the pinna.

Zhao Qingxia, who knew that he was wrong, didn't dare to speak anymore, and threw his gaze viciously at a low building shaped like a warehouse not far away.

The evil corner and others who had just finished collecting the 'head money' from door to door all returned to this station, which belonged to the Mozhou Shipping Company.

"Ahh

Inside the station, the evil horn suddenly sneezed inexplicably.

"Damn, I've already transformed most of my body, why do I still sneeze? Could it be that the doctor is cutting corners? ”

The evil horn cursed as he paced towards a shrine filled with incense.

The shrine is not dedicated to the common Buddhist and Taoist immortals, but a heavy sword with no blade and no edge, flat as a ruler, and a short arm.

The incense burner in front of it was so full of soot that it almost overflowed, and it was obvious that the people of Mozhou were very reverent about the sword.

"Ancestor Mo Zhai is above, bless me to become the follower of Mo Order, otherwise the disciple will have to switch to the military path."

The evil horn muttered thanks to the ancestor in his mouth, and respectfully offered the incense.

"Big brother, why do we want to worship a sword? Could it be that Mo Zhai's ancestor is not a human? ”

Vicious Horn turned around and kicked the questioner out of the way.

"Do you know a fart, do you know what a symbol is, do you know what it means to be low-key? Mo Xu has been the agent of chivalry since thousands of years ago, and he pays attention to things. ”

The evil horn's voice suddenly froze, and he suddenly couldn't remember how to read that poem, and he didn't bother to check it in the Huangliang dream, so he simply said in his own words, "Anyway, let's go, let's go, kill or bury, mainly highlight a chic!" ”

"That's a good point!"

"No wonder you stabbed Mitsui so chic just now, it turned out that you learned it from your ancestors!"

A group of subordinates rushed to cheer for the scene, which made the evil horn suddenly a little fluttering.

"Of course, let me tell you, half of the six mansions in Shandong are the basic plate of the ink order, if Lao Tzu can become the subordinater of the ink order, maybe the proprietor of the ink boat shipping will be mine in the future!"

"Big brother is amazing! If you become the proprietor, won't our brothers eat and drink spicy? ”

Someone humbly asked: "What is the basic plate?" ”

"I don't know if you have a brain in your head? When you're fine, don't you go shopping less of those garbage desires, and learn more about culture? ”

After the evil horn reprimanded everyone, he spoke loudly to solve their doubts.

"The meaning of the basic plate is that if you lose this territory, you don't even have the capital to be a chicken!"

"So serious?" A group of subordinates were dumbfounded and couldn't help but exclaim. ”

Evil Horn snorted coldly, "It's not just serious, it's just miserable!" So why don't you come to worship your ancestor one by one, and beg his old man to bless you with the opportunity to break the lock and advance to the order in this life! ”

Everyone rushed to the shrine in a hurry, kowtowing to the incense, and incense to the incense.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly came!

I saw the gate of the station suddenly open, and a figure loomed in the smoke and dust.

"Don't bow to Lao Tzu!"

The roar startled the evil horn who was fantasizing about being promoted to Moxu to become the proprietor of the company.

However, he can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, and he quickly came back to his senses and shouted: "Which company are you a thug for?" Something that doesn't have long eyes, dare to come here to make trouble, kill him for me! ”

Until now, Vickyard thought that the other party was someone sent by a hostile company to cause trouble.

At the last moment, it was like a gourd rolling on the ground, and the thugs who were kowtowing on the ground suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Zhao Qingxia.

Poof!

The thug who rushed to the front felt a flower in front of him, and the figure standing in front of the door had already rushed past him, and he just wanted to turn around and take out the knife, but suddenly a strange hissing sound sounded in his ears.

He looked down in astonishment, and found that a thin wound had opened in his throat at some point, and blood continued to flow under the pressure of the air.

Zhao Qingxia's face was expressionless, but in fact, he was already angry in his heart, and he was even more merciless, and the miniature sword that was sandwiched between his fingers and was not as long as a palm was as fast as lightning.

The whole process is smooth and silent.

In the blink of an eye, the entire garrison was covered with corpses, and blood flowed like a river.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The terrified Horn shot all the bullets out of the pistol in one go.

Until the firing pin clicked in the air, he continued to pull the trigger.

But in the sight of the evil horn, the ghostly figure stepping on a pool of blood still did not fall, and was slowly walking towards him step by step.

"Let me tell you, this is the territory of the Mo Family's Tianzhi Society, and if you want to make trouble here, it's best to weigh it first."

Before the evil horn finished speaking, a miniature long sword had already stabbed into his chest, breaking the sternum with extreme brutality, and directly piercing the heart.

Zhao Qingxia grabbed the hair of the evil horn, lifted his twitching body up, and shoved a capsule-shaped mechanical device into his nose.

The evil horn's eyes rolled, the green tendons on his forehead kept beating, and his mouth made a gurgling sound.

"It's okay, Zhao Qingxia, this time I finally won't talk about those useless truths."

"Okay, hurry up and scan, people will die in a while, and this time it's been in vain."

Zhao Qingxia replied to the crow Duoduo angrily, and then looked up at the shrine that enshrined the symbol of the Mo family, and muttered to himself.

"Weihaiwei's arms warehouse, Andongwei's production workshop, and then Lingshanwei's shipping company, what does Mo Ke, this bastard, want to do?"

"What other good can this commander of the Ink Attack Force do? This grandson must be selling weapons to the Japanese people to make money! ”

In the communication, Crow Duoduo sneered, "The scan is finished." This Mozhou shipping is really connected with the two companies of Weihaiwei and Anton Wei. ”

"But the level of this evil horn is too low, there are no transaction details and accounts in my head, if you want to prove it, it is best to arrest the proprietor of this company"

The sound of crows came to an abrupt end, and only the murmur of electricity remained in the communication.

Zhao Qingxia looked at the heavily armed figures that kept pouring out from the depths of the station, and the familiar equipment and tactical movements made the corners of his mouth smile a wry smile.

"A full-fledged ink attack squad, plus a deputy commander of the ink seven. Mo Ke, you really look up to me! ”

"Zhao Qingxia, you stop resisting now, it's too late to be captured, otherwise."

"What else can you do? You fucking anyone?! ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhao Qingxia, who was about to fight to the death, suddenly turned around.

There was excitement on his face, and his eyebrows twitched.

The gate of the station was opened, and two not so burly figures blocked the darkness outside the door.

"Look, these people are going to beat your eldest nephew to tears, can you bear it as an uncle?"

Ma Wangye, who was wrapped in a black robe, patted Li Jun's shoulder.

"them."

(End of chapter)