"Maybe..."
The black-skinned monkey let out a long sigh.
He regrets it so much!
Why are you so stupid?
Zhao Jiujiu, a bastard, could think of using a little beggar to test the Blood Lady, looking at such a tall and thick man. Why couldn't he have thought of it?
It's good now, for no reason, I've offended that Captain Zhou again for the first time.
I'm afraid there won't be any good fruit to eat in the future.
"Otherwise, we can just stop doing it and just..."
A fierce look suddenly flashed across Wang Shiba's face. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of wiping his neck in front of the black-skinned monkey.
This time, the black-skinned monkey's expression changed drastically with fright, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"Don't……"
He shook his head hastily.
"That guy is unfathomable. Even if we both try our best, we still can't beat him with one hand."
The black-skinned monkey saw clearly that his boss was definitely a talkative and ruthless character.
That temptress and blood lady, what a terrible murderer, was beaten into such a miserable state in the end, it was extremely unlucky.
"What I'm more curious about is, how did our boss see through what the bloody lady was hiding?"
Wang Shiba suddenly sighed, frowned, and said in shock.
yes!
How on earth did you see through that temptress?
Just now, they almost didn't notice that the temptress pretended to be a poor and innocent old woman, pretending to be a decent person, and deceived them all.
The black-skinned monkey also looked puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he had no answer and could only sigh:
"Perhaps our boss has some powerful information channels!"
Whizzing!
The two of them, with a flash of figure, quickly flew towards the government office.
this
The side affairs are over.
Now, it's time to go back and accept the punishment.
As for the thunder bombs dropped in the city, other Zhenling Guards will naturally deal with them. Anyway, it is none of their business.
The matter of dead people is the most difficult to deal with, and it has the least benefits. Everyone tries their best not to get involved.
In any case, their boss's success in catching the witch Blood Lady today must be a great achievement. If they run fast, they can still get a little bit of the credit.
…
Zhen Ling Guard, in prison.
The little golden Buddha strode in, walked through a dark corridor, and arrived at a brightly lit underground square.
At this moment, in the center of the square, there was a huge stove, with hooks nailed to the wall, and all kinds of torture instruments hung on the hooks.
On one side of these torture instruments, there was a roasted chicken wrapped tightly in soil, clamped on a pair of tongs, and roasted in the stove.
In the corner of the square, there was a table with several small wine glasses placed on it, all of which were full. Only the roasted chicken in the stove was cooked for the food and wine.
The little golden Buddha walked a few steps forward, came to the table, picked up one of the wine glasses, and was about to pour it into his mouth.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"This is a thousand-year-old red-crowned crane. Pour it in a glass. Do you want to try it?"
The hand holding the wine glass suddenly stiffened and stopped. When he turned around, his eyes widened: "Red-crowned crane?"
"What are you doing with this thing?"
In the dark corridor, an old man walked out. He was dressed in dignified and decent clothes. He didn't look like someone working in a prison.
Bubuka turned over and became stronger and stronger. His body and bones were still very strong. In a few flashes of effort, he appeared in front of the little golden Buddha.
"I do this stuff, so of course I have a business to do!"
Bubu opened the fingers of the little golden Buddha, took out the wine glass that the other person was holding, and put it on the table.
"Got some business to do?"
The little golden Buddha was stunned, looked at Bubuka up and down, and said with a smile:
"You are so powerful. In less than a day since you came here, you have already started to commit crimes to make money and kill people!"
When Bubuka heard this, he rolled his eyes: "Nonsense!"
"I'm not trying to kill someone for money!"
"Some mortals feel that life is not as good as death, so before they die, I give them a happy life and let them drink as much as they want. As soon as they drink the wine, the paradise world comes. They should be grateful to me
!”
Bubuka said it was natural to seek wealth and kill people. After hearing this, the little golden Buddha rolled his eyes.
The reason why he admires Bu Buka may be because of this.
He can always shamelessly describe some shameful deeds as upright good deeds!
With such a thick skin, I really have to accept the defeat!
"Where's the guy named Du?"
The little golden Buddha frowned and asked.
He had been in for a while, but he didn't see that guy. He was probably dead, or had been used as a coolie by Bubuka.
As expected, the following answer from the Little Golden Buddha completely verified the Little Golden Buddha's guess.
"I asked him to deliver meals to the prisoners."
Bubuka said with a matter-of-fact expression.
"You are so big-hearted that you dare to let that guy work alone, and you are not afraid that others will sell you out?"
Little golden Buddha eyebrow
He wrinkled his head and sneered.
"Don't worry, that guy is more honest than anyone else now. After all, you used his face to assassinate the ninth-grade Sesame Officer. Now he is being targeted by the Silver God Guards and he doesn't dare to mess around."
Bubuka chuckled lightly. When he got up, he walked to the stove, picked up an iron pliers, and dug into the fire. Soon he pulled out a beggar's chicken wrapped in soil.
This beggar's chicken is delicious!
After the thick layer of soil was knocked open, a golden layer of oil paper was revealed inside.
Bubuka's mouth was drooling, and he moved very quickly. He tore off the layer of oily paper in a few seconds, revealing the oily chicken inside.
"A chicken a day will make you as happy as an old fairy."
Bubu pulled off a chicken leg and ate it with big mouthfuls, exclaiming how delicious it was.
"Hmph... come and work for me as soon as possible after eating!"
The little golden Buddha glanced at it and quickly withdrew his gaze. He also wanted to take a bite, but when he thought of the thousand-year-old red-crowned crane Bubu Ka had made, he gave up immediately.
Who knows if there is poison in this beggar's chicken?
"What work?"
Bubuka was stunned for a moment. He finally got into the prison. He didn't come to work, he just wanted to take refuge.
"Caught a prisoner, interrogate him for me!"
Seeing Bubuka's negative attitude, the little golden Buddha was afraid that this guy would be perfunctory, so he immediately added.
"I suspect that this prisoner's background is not simple. If we can find out the details behind him, we will definitely gain a lot by joining forces to overthrow him."
Bubuka swallowed the meat in his mouth, picked up a bloody rag on the table, and wiped his mouth without hesitation.
Although the bloody rag was very dirty, he didn't care!
"What's the origin?"
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This chapter has been completed!