Rock Sugar Warm Jade

The so-called encounter on a narrow road is a means of creating drama, but this person in front of him is obviously forcing "drama".Suddenly appearing in the middle of the road, you think they won't bully the less with more, don't you?

The bullet hole in his arm was painful, and seeing this face was even more uncomfortable, and the sense of urgency that his life was hanging by a thread was right in front of him.

Capture the thief first and capture the king first. After doing the math, Qin Er and Qin Fu should be father and son. Although Qin Hepei is the ultimate pervert, he is also a man. I don't know if the pervert still misses such vague family affection in his heart.

Although the place is still dark overall, there's no need for a flashlight right now.There are no barriers and obstacles between them, and no one advances rashly.Compared to the filth and embarrassment of the two of them, Qin Fu even took the time to change into a suit of clothes, with a gentle appearance as if he was going to participate in the summit.

Qin Fu's eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them, he laughed, and then slowly said: "Opportunities are rare, you are very lucky."

Su Meng thought that he died once and lived again. He almost died several times in six years, but in the end he saved his life.

Qin Fu was disappointed and said: "After nearly ten years of planning, it is no match for mere one year."

This time Su Meng understood what this man meant. Qin An was raised by him for more than a year, and he strangled his bad buds in the cradle. A circle of rainbow marshmallows cleanses the soul.

Su Meng thought again—according to Qin Fu, Qin An was so unlucky all these years. This year's bald donkey was also done by this unlucky guy?

The people around him were unlucky, and it was this man who did it!

Su Meng took a deep breath and thought calmly, "Grandson, don't let me take the opportunity."

The Sumeng's temper is not as good as before. The good temper honed by past fines has been worn away by one pile of bad things and one bad person. I can think of dozens of ways to torment them. Anyway, I have a lot of points and I am not afraid of waves.

Qin Fu talked to himself for a while, fully showing the neurotic side of the psychic, and then suddenly asked him: "What's Captain Su's opinion on crime?"

The subject changed too quickly and the altitude rose too quickly, and the Soviet Union replied very officially: "Things that should be avoided."

"If it's unavoidable? I mean, if it's extenuating."

Su Meng has been a policeman for so many years, and he has seen countless cases. Back then, the brother downstairs worked overtime and had acne all over his face, just to solve a love affair.For so many years, no matter whether it was chaotic or tangled at the beginning, it was the past. He lowered his eyelids, stood loosely, and his tone was not very serious, as if he was talking about a common thing.

"Crime needs to be punished, and the story behind it cannot hide the fact of the crime."

"Even if he is pitiful?"

"If I were a person with rich emotions, I might cry for him first, lament the injustice of nature three times, and then scold the eighteen generations of the ancestors of that group of people. I wish I could dig up the grave and arrest him at last."

Qin Fu sighed: "It's really qualified. But I also think so, if you do something wrong, you will be punished. Do you think so, Master Qin?"

Qin Zong, who had been in a coma until he was awakened by a strong pressure just now, he always knew that he didn't have much time, and the last time should be spent in a coma. The first half of his life didn't know what to say, and finally left in a daze, which is perfect .

Qin Zong's voice did not return to normal: "...Qin Fu."

Because of this short sentence, the space suddenly distorted, and then quickly recovered.Su Meng didn't have many chances to experience this kind of trick, and he could still feel the weightlessness. His eyes turned white with his top-heavy feet, and the old man Qin on his back had no support, and he slid down a little bit, and finally stood with his back against the wall.

Qin An supported one with one hand, and within a few seconds, Su Meng regained his composure, his arm was still held by Qin An, and half of his body was leaning against him. Not used to it.

However, the distortion struck again, this time for 30 seconds. After the time passed, Su Meng closed his mouth tightly to prevent himself from retching. Qin Fu had disappeared. He leaned his back against the wall and was about to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly found that Mr. Qin was missing.

Qin An looked around from a step away, pressing his temples from time to time, his eyebrows frowned, he looked like he had just escaped from the ward, and there was a puddle of blood on the hem of his clothes.

"He touched you?"

Hearing this, Qin An looked down at the wet shirt hem, recalled the situation just now, and replied, "He was seriously injured."

It means to do it.

"Let me see the injury."

Speaking of Su Meng, he lifted the hem of his clothes. Some things were done so smoothly, and he didn't find anything wrong. After taking a look, there were no scars except the firm and complete abdomen, and the blood was not his.

Qin An pulled back his clothes and stuffed them into his trousers. Su Meng put his heart back into his stomach. He didn't notice the slightest strangeness. Then he thought about the whole space on his own. Xiao Qiao gave him a map, a real version of the map, but It is not allowed to fall into a false place after taking two steps.

Come on, after much deliberation, I have to bite the bullet and move forward.

As soon as Su Meng grabbed the wrist of the person beside him, he walked forward in the gradually dimming space.

"The old man used to be a jealous person. He didn't protect his weaknesses and didn't protect his insides. He was too clear about right and wrong. Although his temper is not as good as before, this aspect is still the same as before." Qin An lowered his eyes and looked at his wrist, and then said slowly. The matter, "The people who were cut off by him back then were both inside and outside, and Qin Er was one of them. I don't know the specifics. This matter was hidden very deeply."

No one in the Qin family wants this matter to be revealed, because he is from the Qin family, so he can hear a thing or two, but that's all.

To put it more simply, Qin Er wanted to do bad things back then, but was stopped by his father and a big conflict arose between the two.

He developed a secondary disease, which eventually evolved into a neuropathy.

Su Meng glanced at Qin An and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not wronged, and he is still alive and kicking here.

"Qin Er's talent is very good, but he has been unknown, and the old man has been restraining him."

It's no wonder that Qin Hepei had an incompatible relationship with him back then, and it's no wonder that Qin Fu targeted Qin An, a man who became a monk halfway and won the favor of the old man.

Facts have proved that the solution is very important, and it is a skill to make an ordinary thing work.

Lu Feng was sitting in the back seat of a "chug chug" truck, with a pile of orange peels as his companion, and a group of comrades by his side, occasionally finding a small edible orange from a corner.Lu Beicheng found some people, except for those who worked on the shore, he picked a few and took them away.

This broken truck didn't know where Lu Beicheng moved it from. Every part screamed the message of "disintegration", and it was frightened all the way. It drove from the town to the suburbs, and from the suburbs to the no-man's land.

Except for a dirt road that can barely drive, you can touch long grass with your hands. At this speed, you may not be able to cut your skin, so you have to dodge.

After driving for about two hours, the road ahead was finally empty. It changed from a small dirt road to a concrete floor. At the end of the concrete floor was an old orphanage. Looking from a distance, the iron windows were covered with spider webs, typical uninhabited.

Lu Feng squinted his eyes, looked at the blurry and ninety-degree crooked house number and read out a few words: "Tanyang Orphanage?"

Lu Beicheng did not make a sound from the beginning to the end. He looked at the huge orphanage and pondered for a while. He thought of something. He took out a bag of things from his pocket and tore open the transparent bag. It should be a plastic bag—the kind that buys vegetables and meat. Plastic bags, go to the vegetable market, and come back with colorful hands.He fished a handful out of the bag, and as soon as he took out his hand, he frowned, showing an expression of disgust visible to the naked eye.

However, the action of distributing melon seeds was still done ten times more grandly, and the things were handed to the people behind, and after a few words of advice, I saw that those people raised their heads, were extremely confident, and did not panic at all, their throats moved up and down, and the black hands in their hands The painted pill was swallowed.

Lu Feng: "..."

Won't you have diarrhea?

It must be diarrhea!

Someone over there was distributing the medicine, and after turning around, he finally saw Lu Feng, greeted him, and threw the thing over two meters away. In Lu Feng's eyes, the trajectory of the pill was very clear.

He thought: "Ah, a huge bird shit is flying towards me, two meters, one meter, half a meter..."

The "huge bird droppings" finally slammed into the palm of his hand firmly, exuding a weird and strange smell, a kind of... celery?

Lu Feng: "Celery?"

Someone shouted over there: "Save your life, eat quickly! Go in after eating."

The lock of the door is a decorative item, a fragile item that can be knocked off with a finger lift. When stepping in, sensitive people can feel the slight pressure on the whole body, which is not obvious, and it is not even aimed at any one. people.

The lawn that has not been repaired for many years is overgrown with weeds, and the ground is full of potholes. Fortunately, it did not rain today, otherwise the trouser legs would be full of mud.Looking around, the trees are all bald, they are all "commanders with bare poles", without a single green leaf, and the overall tone is dark and yellowish, very dull.

Su Meng leaned against the wall and panted. From just now, this place has been distorted, irregular and without reason, like a pampered lady whose boudoir has been invaded.The Soviet Union also denied that he felt that this kind of metaphor was not quite right, that it did not respect people very much, and that "sick neuropathy" was more suitable.

Suddenly, a rain of arrows appeared in mid-air. Su Meng didn't see it with his back turned. He didn't realize it until he was hugged and rolled on the ground a few times.

Followed by another group, this place is really not right, the two quickly got up and ran towards safety, Su Meng ran into a secret passage, there are many small roads in this place, but most of them are dead ends, walk Ten meters to the end.

He ran for a long time without sweating, but was a little cold. He could even see white smoke coming out of his breath. Su Meng said, "It's getting colder?"

Qin An pressed against the wall, and the gray-black wall was quickly stained with a layer of hoarfrost. He said solemnly: "Get out of here."