"Little man, little man..."

"Say!" The general said another sentence, and he was almost unable to scare the man's urine.

"The villain went to the toilet once, but when he came back, he had no food to eat."

"Yeah?"

The general didn't believe it anymore. He stretched out his foot and kicked him hard, which also kicked him up. Then with a bang, the man hit the wall like a sack, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices. After his body twitched a few times, it seemed that he was no longer angry.

Shen Qingci hid in the crowd, trying his best to imitate others. What kind of expressions do others have, she is the expressions. Others are afraid, but she is even more afraid.

She really felt that this general had never thought about letting these people live, and the person who stole things was definitely among these people, who were all pulled out of strength and couldn't even walk, and they were all about to solve the problem. How could he have the ability to steal things?

That thing is hidden deep and does not have certain ability, but it cannot go there?

It has to be said that the general's kick was really good. Before he could ask about it himself, the second-ranked person quickly knelt down.

"Sir, sir, the small one is the chef in the kitchen, small ones, small ones..."

As he said, his head lowered and his tongue was knotted, and he didn't want to say anything anymore.

"explain!"

The general threw a light word over.

It was obviously such a light voice, but why did what he said from his mouth feel a terrifying depression?

"Small..."

The chef bit his teeth again, "The little one stole the meat inside, so he looked down on those foods."

The manager pulled the corner of his mouth, and he was not successful enough and had more than failure. He walked a lot this night and could always see ghosts. Sure enough, this is seeing ghosts.

The general looked up and down at the chef's lazy body, and his face was covered in oil. The fat body was like this. I think that the ordinary things in the kitchen could not raise such a fat man with a fat body.

So, what this chef said is true.

But whether it is true or not. As a martial arts practitioner, he should always have his own three-point vision. If he can lie after a glance, he should be able to guess whether he can lie.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on the chef's jawbone, and his fingers tightened hard, but the tightness was a bit short of making the chef scream like a pig.

"This person is undoubtedly."

The general slowly let go of his hand. Among these people, the most unlikely one was this person. His eyes and his behavior were all correct. Such a timid person would be cheated out as long as he cheated, and he would never make such a seamless plan.

What good brain does this pig look like? Of course, the most important thing is that this chef has always been under their noses.

So he didn't do it.

When the general left, the chef finally breathed a sigh of relief. Before his breath could be completely relieved, a silver light flashed, and then his scream was heard. When the other people looked over, they saw a big hole in the chef's chest, and a large trunk of blood flowed out of the blood hole.

"Murder, kill!" Almost everyone was scared. Several people rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground. They didn't know how many feet they stepped on by others.

"Quiet!"

The manager shouted loudly at the person.

"Last night, spies appeared in our Rongticheng City, and they also took away something very important to us. None of you are allowed to leave, they are just for me to stay."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone did not dare to move anymore, and even dared not make a noise.

Shen Qing Ciqing was also scared, and she looked at the dozen people standing in the morning in front of her. Obviously, she already knew that no matter whether these people knew or did they have done it, this general would die.

Because he would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one person go.

When it came to the third one, Shen Qingci bit his lips and felt sweat from his palm.

She felt that these two people might not be able to withstand it. If they were really found out, she was really afraid that they would find her. She had never been so nervous and had never been so scared.

And now whether you die or not depends on her.

At this time, the general had already walked up to the physical cultivator and asked again, "Why didn't you eat?"

The savage man raised his hand and bowed, "Sir, the young one is a blacksmith here. It happened to be time to hand over the shift. When the young one returned, there was no food in the kitchen."

"Yeah?"

The general listened to the explanation of the physical cultivation man. This sounded like nothing wrong, but because it was too impeccable, it was the most problematic.

He stretched out his hand and carried the man forward, which also met his face.

The man looked at the general without any guilt.

The general put the man down, then patted his hand and walked past him.

As a result, when the man who practiced the physical cultivation had just retreated, one hand was stretched out, and he instinctively stretched out to block it.

The so-called expert or not can be seen by just taking action.

Oh, it's not bad.

The general came over and happened to capture the anger that flashed through the person's eyes.

"You are so good at being a guard, but you are a blacksmith who is wronged."

"Please forgive me, sir," the sporty man hurriedly knelt on the ground, "I only learned a little bit of fur."

"Your fur is so furry."

The general interrupted his explanation and clapped his hands again, and someone locked up the man in physical cultivation.

The general turned back to the man, then touched himself for a while, and then took out an old strip of cloth.

Then put it in front of the cultivator.

"What, this is your own. Could it be that I will not recognize you?"

The man in physical cultivation was stunned and then lowered his head. This was when he found that there was a piece of clothing missing from his clothes. Only now did he realize that he was actually fooled by this person.

They knew that he might be the treasure thief, but they never exposed it. What is the purpose and what exactly do they want to do?

Shen Qingci hurried there, and he didn't dare to do too much movement. She felt the same way. There were many pairs of eyes staring at her around. As long as she did more movements, they could find her.

She couldn't help but look at the dozen people again. The last place where she looked were the shoes on her feet.

And some things may not be noticed by themselves.
Chapter completed!