Looking at Hawkeye again, he still didn't put down the raised pistol, but the head with glaring eyes and crooked mouth rolled down quietly like a ball of meat...
A trace of blood bounced off several scarlet water droplets on the silk thread, which was a little sad and a little crystal clear.
"I'm sorry, I am Suzaku and I am also his woman,"
Qingqing looked at him with a dull look and said.
At the same time as this scene happened, two figures quickly emerged from the darkness, one holding Xiao Hua and the other holding Lu Yu. The three appeared like ghosts and disappeared into the night like ghosts.
"..."
During the entire process, no one escaped from the surveillance of the distant camera. Several people in the room were shocked when they saw it, and then were speechless for a long time.
"Idiot," he frowned and looked at the scene in the distance. Uncle Ghost, who was watching indifferently in front of the screen, stood up directly.
"Old ghost, what are you doing?" Brother Hu heard this and frowned.
"Go and clean up the mess. Are you going to let them go like this?" Uncle Ghost said, pulling out his coat from the cupboard on the side and putting it on himself, and then wanted to open the door and go out.
"Wait," at this moment, Fangqing suddenly stopped him. Looking at the ultra-high-resolution screen, a figure was slowly walking out from the edge of the screen. He was wearing a green shirt, two cloth shoes, and a long figure. Her hair was tied casually by a red rope, and her forehead hair was dancing in the wind...
He still looks like a noble man who stepped out of the picture, and is out of tune with this turbid world.
He still has those bottomless eyes, and it seems that no one really understands him.
He looked at the few people behind the screen, his heart as clear as ice and calm.
"Long time no see." The woman also turned around following everyone's surprise, her face covered with black gauze making it difficult to see her face.
However, behind the black veil, after the eyes met, there was also a lingering emotion in my heart, "You have fallen into a trap,"
"kindness,"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chenghu was startled, then turned his head, only to find that the woman had disappeared.
"Oops, let's go," Zhang Chenghu said, turning his head suddenly, and when he looked at Fangqing, his face changed and he was at a loss. "What are you looking at, let's go," after saying this, everyone moved, but before he could say anything, After falling outside the door, there were heavy gunshots like raindrops. Immediately afterwards, the terrifyingly silent night was lit up like daylight. Countless special forces were like lotuses blooming quietly in the night. They came from all directions. came rushing over,,.
"What a fool!" Everyone in the room was shocked when they saw this, but the people brought by Zhang Chenghu were not easy to deal with. At that time, dozens of his confidants pulled out various guns and started fighting with them. The community was in chaos at that time, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.
"Didn't I tell you not to follow me..." Sitting in the car, Lu Yu felt much better. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Xiao Lu rewarded Ling'er with a big chestnut with a hint of complaint.
"Hey, how did you know it was my attention?" Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said with a smile, covering her head.
"Who else can be so disobedient besides you?" Lu Yu said, preparing to hit, but found that Ling'er hid behind Xiaokong: "If I want to hit you, I'll hit you together. This time, I'm not alone." Pay attention~"
"So, you have a share," Lu Yu saw and pinched Xiaokong's face and said with a smile. Xiaokong heard the words and looked at Ling'er with a bit of resentment, his face was red and he dared not speak. At this time, the former Xiaohua, who was sitting in the row, glanced at Lu Yu quietly. Her eyes were sour, filled with deep resentment and unhappiness.
Reaching out and touching her head, Qingqing, who was driving, comforted: "Let him rest for a while, it's not over yet."
"Yes," Xiaohua was slightly startled when she heard this, and Lu Yu was also stunned when he heard this.
"Qingqing, what do you mean..."
"It's not interesting. Haha, okay, my second uncle said that there is a great achievement waiting for you. Take a good rest. If you make trouble again, this great achievement will become someone else's."
Qingqing said, chuckled, and then increased the power of the car to the maximum, and the entire car shot out at a staggering speed.
Dozens of kilometers away from the military compound, there is an antique courtyard house. After it was applied for cultural heritage, the cost of building this place was already staggering. In the midst of the turmoil, many people knew that there was a person living in this three-level courtyard. Big shots, all day long, are crowded with provincial offices, municipal bureaus, and military regions. The impressive license plates often appear at the door. But in sharp contrast, the people inside never come out, except for a few bodyguards who look like guards. The owner is rarely seen.
Who is the leader living inside?
People coming and going are making conjectures, but after repeated verification, there is no result at all. Even those reporters who are afraid of the world's chaos have stopped after the investigation and dare not say a word, just because the people living inside, they He cannot be offended, especially because he is a person worthy of respect from every Chinese.
In a large house, the first entrance is the gatehouse, the second entrance is the hall, and the third or rear entrance is the private room. But in fact, the only person living in this house is himself.
In the courtyard in front of the church, there stood a huge black coffin with a simple shape. In front of the clarinet, a tall figure stood in the courtyard speechless for a long time.
"You are here to kill me," the old man stood at the door with his hands behind his back. His calm face showed calmness. He had not encountered this kind of thing for many years. He never expected that he would encounter it today after the storm has receded. Such things.
"That's right, I'm here to kill you," he took a step forward, and the tall monk appeared in the moonlight, with a robe as scarlet as blood covering his body, which always gave people an indescribable and weird feeling.
"Do you know who I am?" When the old man heard this, he smiled instead of getting angry.
"I know, you are the God of Wealth," the monk said, taking another step forward, but as soon as this step fell, he slowly took it back...
"Why...are you here?" Staring straight at a person slowly walking out of the inner hall, the Bronze Bell Monk had an unprecedented embarrassing expression on his face, and a pair of Barefoot also involuntarily stepped back with the appearance of the other person, not because he lacked determination, but because the person opposite made him have to re-examine his decision.
"Haha, are you asking me? It's been a long time, Master Jie'an," the man said, flicking away the floating dust and slowly stepping forward, and walked out. His appearance gradually became more prominent. He stood under the moonlight and looked at it. The Eight Diagrams Immortal Clothes, held high by Fa Zuan, turned out to be an old Taoist priest with gray hair and childish face.