half face makeup

right? "

With all the makeup on, he closed his eyes again: "Chlorpromazine can make people feel drowsy. It's easy to fall asleep in a quiet environment, but it's also easy to wake up." His voice was indifferent, "Rong Rong, a commonly used drug, I can't remember the medicine wrong .”

I thought Mrs. Chi would argue something, but this time she was unexpectedly silent, and then gave me a hand: "Didn't the head of your family call you for help? I'll take a look with you, I guess It was too late, and I found that the higher-ups were being taken care of."

Dripping makeup slightly opened his eyes, with a faint smile: "Go early and come back early."

The author has something to say: School starts today, and there is no snow during the two-week holiday. This morning, it suddenly snowed heavily. I went to school with my head full of snow, and was blown by the radiator.

☆, strange species

The side entrance of the underground casino is also checked at various levels, the passage is narrow, and the wallpaper is covered with black lines, which look like vines that come alive under the dim light.

"Pass?" At the end of the passage, a uniformed person said coldly.

"Wang Ling is here."

The two uniformed men backed away quickly, and I slightly blocked the bright light with my hand. I smelled the smell of air freshener and sediment.

Chi Rong crossed his arms and looked around: "The end is very civilized, unlike the clearing meeting with blood. The high-level negotiations between the two sides, and then see which side is more ruthless, and finally hand over the contract. The whole process is polite like a golden monkey. "

I said casually, "Why don't you say it's a rabbit? I think rabbits are better behaved than monkeys."

Chi Rong reasoned with me: "Of course the golden monkey is better, it's not messy at all, don't you know that the white rabbit's milk candy sticks to its teeth?"

Me: "...I eat less sugar, don't lie to me."

Chi Rong blinked: "What kind of candy have you eaten?"

"Since I can't buy Xiaolongren, I don't eat it."

The flow of people in the entire entertainment city has dropped sharply now, and only the cleaners are left in the passing places. Since Fan Jinglan's location cannot be determined, she can only walk around along the road. During this time, Chi Rong was not very interested. After answering a phone call, Even worse.

Although Chi Rong is usually not serious, but one thing that is worthy of recognition is that no matter what mood she is in, she can pretend to be heartless, and her ability to control and release her emotions is very powerful.So seeing that she was covered with cold air at the moment, I frowned: "Is something wrong?"

She snorted coldly: "Long Live Lord has just left the palace, it's true that all NPCs have come to show courteousness to the lady in the palace."

I didn't understand, but then Chi Rong snorted again and looked at me with serious eyes: "On the day you came to Su Zhuang Can, Master Zhuang once gave an order to start the fate of 'marriage'. remember?"

I nodded.

Chi Rongyi pointed out: "Eight eyes in the chess game, the fourth eye is the last thing I want to see. It's a saint. She likes to blame Meng Poting when she has nothing to do." Seeing that I was not interested, she added, "Oh yes, you It's the eighth eye."

I was stunned for a moment, feeling like I had fallen into a den of thieves for no reason: "...what?"

Chi Rong patted my face: "You will know that it is a part of you." Then her eyes were filled with boredom for a moment, "Now the game is just starting, the chessboard is not stable, but there is still a Virgin who is alive and kicking, see her later , help me watch it!"

After she finished speaking, she turned left, and I hurriedly followed her and asked, "You look like you are facing a big enemy?"

Chi Rong didn't even turn his head, just straightened his mask, the crystal yellow luster was cold: "Have you heard a word? The one more disgusting than the devil - is the stupid Madonna."

……

Our Lady, is a very peculiar species.

Because of the wide range of meanings, it is necessary to give a definition to the Virgin in front of me here, so as not to cause errors-this species is morally kidnapped, doing evil things without knowing it, and threatening others from the moral high ground.

On the way, Chi Rong told me a real incident, saying that Meng Poting's men and horses had an accident when they were performing a mission. Although they reacted quickly, casualties were inevitable.At that time, they contacted the headquarters, and then recuperated in a small town.The headquarters first contacted the personnel near the township, and then sent a rescue team, but when the unmarked ambulance team arrived at the scene, it was found that all the people along the way were killed.

Speaking of the reason for the death in battle, it’s really frustrating to the extreme—after hearing the news, the miraculous Virgin rushed to the small town very kindly, bravely accepted the task of feeding the whole team, and then On the second day, everyone had a fever and became unconscious. On the evening of the third day, when the sun went down, the only remaining captain also took his last breath.

The doctors who rushed there almost exploded with anger. Facing the Holy Mother who kept arguing, "I didn't do it, I just fed them a little water. How could they know that their physical fitness is so poor, you came too late!", at that time He poured the water polluted by heavy metals from the river in a small town in front of her, and said angrily, "Drink it if you have the ability!!"

After the Holy Mother figured it out, the tearful woman hugged the Nongfu Spring that she carried with her, filled with remorse: "I never thought about killing them, I should give them a little of my own water, and I will burn a lot of them later." paper money, please forgive me, I really didn't mean it..."

The doctor was so angry that he almost died in the line of duty.

It is said that Di Jinzhuang heard about this incident at the time, and his expression was very calm, but his tone was extremely cold and contemptuous: "I don't hate kind people, because we were barely good people in the past. We just can't bear people who are too stupid. Do good things more disgusting than bad things, what are you doing alive?"

Chi Rong said that it is inevitable for her to get angry when she encounters such a thing, but when she thinks of the Holy Mother's crystal clear tears and confession words, she immediately thinks it's better to strangle her to death.

When I arrived at the large KTV box in the entertainment city, I accidentally saw Fan Jinglan sitting on a chair beside her, with an ugly expression on her face, I frowned, and immediately walked over without Chi Rong: "Master Fan, where is the injury?" ?”

Fan Jinglan turned her head and saw me, she immediately stood up with her bag in her hand, came over and pressed my shoulders and said in a low voice, "Let's go to the bathroom while that madman is in trouble."

Me: "What neurosis?"

Fan Jinglan's expression became even uglier: "It came out of nowhere, it made me so sick that I vomited dinner."

This is Chi Rong also coming over, with four words "Same Happiness, Same Happiness" clearly written in her eyes: "The holy light of the Holy Mother shines all over us, we dark little ghosts are really blessed and shallow, what kind of remarks did she make again?" ?”

When Fan Jinglan saw Chi Rong, she immediately greeted Chi Rong slightly: "Prince Biancheng." After saying hello, she sighed, "Speaking of which, I still defend Meng Poting, but as soon as she finished speaking, I felt that I had a better conscience than her."

Chi Rong: "Tell me about the content."

Fan Jinglan smiled wryly: "The matter of the corpse carving, to be honest, I feel that Mr. Wuguan Wang has done too much, and the disaster is worse than nothing, but I can't comment on the specifics. It's just that the compassionate man got nervous about Yan Luodian and said Meng Poting is so pitiful, if it wasn’t for Yan Luodian’s encirclement and suppression of 1000 of them, it wouldn’t be like this. Let's take a step back and let the sea and the sky be brighter, everyone will live together peacefully to build a beautiful underworld..."

Chi Rong sneered: "Yeah, it's not her mother who died, this sarcastic talk is really sweet."

Fan Jinglan calmed down and said, "King Biancheng, where did that guy come from? Could it be from the Tao? With that temperament, he could be killed in less than an hour."

Chi Rong spread his hands: "The forces behind her are very influential, otherwise I wouldn't have to endure her. A bastard who was educated by Mary Sue from a young age went to the underworld to teach. Same. Meng Poting has dealt with her for a long time, and only Zhuang Ye can calm her down. Every time I see Zhuang Ye raped her to pieces, I only have one feeling in my heart—it's good to be alive."

I looked at her: "What's the matter? I don't think it's reasonable to be insane."

Chi Rong said disdainfully: "Still reasoning with the Holy Mother? Master Zhuang directly attacks personally."

Fan Jinglan interjected: "Last year, Meng Poting's popular saying was probably Mr. Wuguan Wang scolding that crazy person, right?"

Chi Rong nodded: "Really."

I was a little curious: "What words?"

Chi Rong: "The premise of this matter is that the Holy Mother feels so good about herself that she thinks she is very important to Master Zhuang, so she wrote Su Wen to Master Zhuang, and she probably compares herself to a beautiful, gentle, noble, kind-hearted woman who happens once in a hundred years. Such a wonderful girl, Mr. Makeup revolves around her like the moon all day long, I'm sick of seeing it."

I quickly patted her on the back: "What did the goddess say?"

She cleared her throat and imitated the cold voice of the goddess, "Girl, if your parents really knew that you were so stupid, they would have used a condom at the beginning, I promise."

I:"……"

Just as we were all caught in the aftermath of the Holy Mother's halo and were about to go out, the Virgin Mary appeared. She was about [-] years old and looked quite innocent. Her eyes were surprisingly big, and she had two layers of false eyelashes stuck on her. Her bangs were kept longer and fell to the on the eyelashes.When she saw us, she smiled. Just as she reached out and brushed her hair behind her ears, she heard a slight slap, and then she yelled: "It's knotted! It hurts! It's knotted!"

I:"……"

Fan Jinglan: "..."

Chi Rong sneered: "Either cut off the bangs, or take off the false eyelashes, do you think you are a master of makeup, his forehead hair and eyelashes are all natural, no matter how twisted they are, they won't tangle, you two hairy genes They're all different, look, let's fight."

The Holy Mother was smoothing herself, and when she heard Chi Rong's words, she gesticulated dissatisfiedly: "Why are you like this! I was still rectifying Meng Poting's name just now! You female partner really treats your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs!"

Chi Rong said indifferently: "Then I thank you, the heroine."

The Virgin argued: "I'm doing you a favor!"

Chi Rong didn't bother to talk to her: "Then please don't talk to the heroine in the future, and don't worry that you will not become dumb with the aura of the protagonist."

The Holy Mother argued again: "I am doing it for your own good!"

I couldn't bear it anymore, I took a step forward, opened her hand, and the false eyelashes were instantly torn off.The Holy Mother looked at me in astonishment: "I am..."

I said coldly, "Okay, you're so fucking awesome."

The author has something to say: The level of this article is poor, and the progress of the plot will be accelerated and it will be finished as soon as possible.

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Old Ji, the Holy Mother is here, thank you for your awesomeness, let’s make persistent efforts =3=

☆, unrecognizable

I have lived in this world for 17 years, and I have learned how to think about the meaning of life, but then I found that this is meaningless at all, because every day I live is life, change or not change, and What does it matter?

I can only see life as a game, because its destiny is made up of countless rules.

If I can, I want to be like Haizi or Sanmao, who can dissociate from this game. The protagonists and supporting roles in it can be cannon fodder, and their joys and sorrows have nothing to do with me. At best, I can write poems to commemorate the past, or It is to mock the painted faces of the people in the play.

But then I discovered that dissociation is a more difficult thing than death.

Because there are too many idiots.

And more people are being evolved into idiots.

The first name on the household registration book of the Virgin Mary is Ma Shu, the name on the underworld ID card is Shumeng M Yingwei, and the nickname is Loliyi. Because she worships the goddess of makeup, she also took a stage name Wu Aizhuang.

Chi Rong's comment on this is: "I was so drunk after reading it."

When I returned to the casino on the third floor, the second game was over. I heard that the game was roulette, and there were pieces of cherry wood on the table. It could be seen that the battle was extremely fierce.Di Jinzhuang crossed his fingers and propped his chin, and the porcelain lid of a cup of tea next to him was half-opened, and the rising heat blurred his mask.

Ma Shengmu squeezed Meng Poting's hand and ran over in an instant, and suddenly grabbed the hand that was dripping with make-up, her eyes were so attached to her that she almost dripped water: "Goddess of make-up! I knew God would let us meet again, thank God! I know God loves us!"

Di Jinyan withdrew his hand calmly, and although he heard him laugh, his tone was low and calm: "God loves the world, I don't love you."

Chi Rong unpacked a pack of wet wipes and handed them over, wiped off his makeup and said softly, "I won."

Chi Rong fended off Madonna Ma, who was about to pounce, and scanned the cherry wood fragments around: "Master Zhuang, I think it is necessary to expand the number of guards. A character like Yan Luodian who can only win but not lose, I can't believe it."

Wiping away the blood on his wrist, he said calmly, "They have been trying to kill me for six or seven years, except King Yama."

"I think he wants to kill you too."

"Would you believe it, he actually just wants to see my face."

Fan Jinglan suddenly tugged on my sleeve, trying her best to suppress the fear in her eyes, and said, "That's... Mr. Wuguan Wang?"

I replied, "Yeah, first time seeing you?"

Fan Jinglan nodded, and pointed to the top of the casino: "In the past big banquets, people from the Hei San family can only be invited to the second floor, and the scope of the monitor is only limited to the gaming table, so you can't see both parties." She paused Dun asked again, "You did well in Meng Poting, how did you end up with Mr. Wuguan Wang? He is notoriously ruthless."

I thought about it, and then said to Fan Jinglan, "He slept with me in his arms."

Fan Jinglan immediately lost her mind, looked at me from top to bottom several times, and then said in disbelief, "Master Wuguan Wang likes minors... minors?"

I corrected: "A girl in the blooming season."

Fan Jinglan said: "Okay girl, you should be very aware of what kind of dangerous person you are facing, have you considered going back to Chai's house?"

I was stunned for a moment, because Fan Jinglan was very uncomfortable when she said this, not because she was forced to be blunt, but like a person who is not very good at expressing emotions, suddenly showing warmth.With this strange feeling, I turned my head and glanced at her. The ear-level short hair, high nose bridge, thin arms, and capable suit, as always, gave people a bleak and murderous atmosphere.

Such a swordsman-like woman actually persuaded me to go home because of the danger ahead?

I frowned, and suddenly said, "Third Aunt Chai is dead, do you know?"

Fan Jinglan hummed flatly: "I'm late because I got the news, which caused some chaos to the remnants of the Chai family."

"The king of officials killed you, do you know?"

"I know, I heard it's for stealing women."

"That woman is also dead." I looked forward, "You can see that, the official king is very controlling, and everything he stipulates must go according to his will, and fate is no exception. I shook my head, "My thinking is useless, and I know the danger, but leaving Meng Poting is even more dangerous. Oh, by the way, is that what the old man meant by going home?"

Fan Jinglan was silent for a long time, her tone was still a little uncomfortable: "That's what I meant."

"You are my stepmother." I said softly, "You should consider your son."

"Well, I was dizzy for a while."

"I don't seem to have asked, what's your son's name?"

"Chai Chasing Dreams."

I smiled and said, "It's a bit feminine, but it's a good name."

When Chi Rong went to add hot tea to Dijinzhuang, Ma Shengmu immediately got a gap, and the affectionate expression on her face just emerged, the goddess immediately raised her hand to stop her words: "I give you two choices, one is to stay three meters away from me In addition, the second is to wash your face now, the smell of BB cream is too strong, and my throat feels uncomfortable."

I looked at Madonna Ma coldly, and was just about to suggest whether we could get her out, but suddenly remembered what Chi Rong told me, the main reason why Madonna has survived to this day is the forces behind her.

Anle teaches.

When Chi Rong told me about this, he asked me if I had heard of it, and I said I had only heard of euthanasia.If this church provided free euthanasia, it would still be a blessed place, at least those who jumped off the building and hanged themselves would not have to die so ugly.

An Lejiao is a cult. Like many cults, many people were killed and it was severely suppressed by the state.But at the last moment of escape, the leader took his daughter and hid near the first-class cabin of the plane. The plainclothes police were just about to break into the first-class cabin, but they were caught off guard by the sudden bodyguards.I don't know if it's because they didn't read the almanac when they went out or An Lejiao's luck was too good. In short, the goddess is in the first class.Because of the goddess' ruthlessness in the underworld, she made many enemies. The bodyguards of the guards only put his safety first. For the policemen who dared to trespass, the guards did not hold back at all. An Le teaches a way to survive.

This leader of Anle is a very winky guy. After escaping for a life, he will do things again. Finally, he is not so secondary.However, the leader is no longer arrogant. He felt the power of the underworld in an accident, and began to connect with the underworld with a little thought. Through the friendship in the money laundering business, he finally came together with Meng Poting. Under the deliberate instruction, the leader Her only daughter also came into contact with Wu Guan Wang, the underworld ruler.

I really don't understand: "Hearing things develop like this, the leader has some tricks, why is the daughter a saint?"

Chi Rong said: "A method is a method, and an idea is an idea. The two cannot be confused. Besides, cults are only normal if their thinking is abnormal. If they have normal thinking, how can they make others abnormal?"

I thought about it, and it was the same reason, but I still didn't understand: "Master Chi, tell me, why does the government stick to cults, but turn a blind eye to the more powerful gangsters?"

Chi Rong said: "I also asked Master Zhuang this question, and the answer is actually very simple. You see, although the essence of both is distortion, but the cult distorts people's thinking, which is troublesome. Brainwashing is terrible. This That’s why everyone was copying Chairman Mao’s quotations back then, because it was to consolidate the political power.”

"What about the underworld?"

"What the underworld distorts is the human heart." Chi Rong laughed, "This is the original words of Master Zhuang, and it's true when you think about it, because distorting the human heart is not a threat. Whose heart has not been distorted in life? Even a little?"

I thought about it for a while, and agreed: "When I wrote the political situation analysis questions, I felt that my heart was distorted. They shattered my beautiful ideas about the world over and over again."

"That is not bad."

"how?"

"I always feel." Chi Rong hesitated a little, "Master Zhuang has twisted himself...unrecognizable."

At this moment, Madonna Ma was already about to cry, she took off all her makeup and signaled Chi Rong to put the teacup aside, just covered it up and covered her hands, then let go of it feeling hot, and just said to King Yama: "After resting, let's start, quick battle Quick fix, I'm a bit thirsty, but can't drink with a mask on."

After hearing the words, Ma Shengma immediately persuaded: "Goddess, harmony is the most important thing, there is no need to haggle over every little thing. I also know King Yama, he is not bad in nature, I think you can be friends. Even if there is any deep hatred, After a long time, it will definitely be untied slowly. Today is for my sake. I am the host. Don’t play such a dangerous game. It’s getting late. I brought the driver. Goddess, I will send you go home?"

Dripping all the makeup and said: "Get out."

After being supported by two Meng Po Pavilion guards and five meters away from the gambling table, Ma Shengma shrank into a ball in a daze. I was going to pour water next to her. I looked at her and felt that I took a glass of water more mercifully than Jesus. He handed it to her, and in order not to appear blunt, he said, "Stand aside for this kind of thing, and don't get involved."

The Holy Mother turned her head to look at me, her eyes turned red suddenly, and Mrs. Xianglin complained similarly: "I know, I just know, in the eyes of men, women are never as good as Jiangshan, and I still think too much of myself. In fact, in his I don't have much influence on him in my heart, it's my fault that I belittled myself, but how could he do this? I've said that, can't he change it for me? "

I:"……"

Dear Shumeng·M·Mother of Yingwei, did your parents forget to take your brain out of the placenta? !

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☆、Declaration of war on poison

Fan Jinglan said that in the past, the third round of the big banquet casino was the most dangerous, but also the easiest, betting on life.

In this game, there will be black and three players participating, prepare two glasses of water with exactly the same appearance, and each of the two giants will send a high-level executive to try drinking, and the winner can be determined within 5 minutes.However, no matter what, Meng Poting never lost in the third round. Even if Wen Renjia, who was biased towards Yan Luodian, was fully prepared, Meng Poting would still win.

"I don't know how Mr. Wuguan Wang did it." Fan Jinglan said, "But let me see a person who can usurp fate, and I can't be an enemy of him."

"I don't think anyone has control over their fate," I said.

"Your experience in Taoism is still young, and you don't know that when Mr. Wuguan Wang emerged, what shocked the underworld was the means of life control." Fan Jinglan lowered her eyelids and said softly, "The world is made up of frames, he knows it well. The rules in the meantime turned into a chess game between fingers, and before he falls into the game, everyone can only follow his prescribed path, and there will be no accidents, because all accidents you think will be within his control."

I couldn't believe it: "Man is not as good as God."

"He's lucky." Fan Jinglan said solemnly, "Since you want to stay by his side, don't try to lie to him, you're not that smart."

"I won't." I whispered, "He is my goddess."

"Goddess of makeup?" Fan Jinglan must have heard the name of a goddess opera master, and suddenly poked me secretly, "Did you see his face when he hugged you? Does plain makeup look good? Yes Isn't it more handsome than Danzhuang?"

I:"……"

Master Fan, you originally liked the Goddess of Gossip so much, do my father and your son know about this?

Two glasses of transparent water were quickly brought up. The glasses were carved with exactly the same pattern of auspicious clouds, so dazzlingly clear under the lights of the casino.

After dripping off the makeup, he took a glass of water without any pause, as if it had an obvious non-toxic label on it.Seeing his slack posture, I was a little undecided.Fan Jinglan glanced at me and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Wuguan Wang does this every time. It seems that he just took it casually, but no matter whether King Yama proposed to choose first or exchange or other conditions, Yama will die in the end." people of the temple."

I just feel a pain in my head: "This kind of gambling is completely nonsense. What if he knows that his hands are non-toxic, but Yan Luodian proposes to change them?"

Fan Jinglan's gaze was still calm: "If you don't believe in fate, then there is only one explanation. Mr. Wuguan Wang's method of manipulating people's hearts can be called the pinnacle."

"I'm very thirsty, give me a straw." Di Jinzhuang raised his hand, and Chi Rong immediately opened a sealed bag and handed over a paper straw.Put all the makeup on without even looking at it and put it into the glass in front of you. The high-level executives of the Yan Luo Temple saw him and immediately stepped forward: "It seems that there is no precedent for Mr. Wuguan Wang to add a straw to the glass. How about changing it?"

With all the make-up dripping off, he smiled indifferently: "Yes."

He spoke plainly and fluently, but the people opposite Yan Luodian couldn't make up their minds.

Dripping makeup and said lightly: "I want a straw because I don't want to bet on other people's life and death. In the first round I bet my hand, in the second round I bet my face, and in the third round I bet my life. Rong Rong, I also gave Yan Luo Wang one." , we are all people who are used to wearing masks, and we can’t break the rules when we drink.”

King Yan Luo looked up at Di Jinzhuang, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of Jedi: "Do you want me to drink?" After a long while, he asked again, "Are you going to do it now?"

"Qingqing, why don't you want to order something good?" Di Jinzhuang said with a smile, "Think about my miscalculation, and you will win."

"Will you let yourself lose?"

"Win or lose in life, who can decide?"

"you can."

King Yan Luo made a decisive sound, and the entire underground casino fell silent.At this time, I really don't know how to sympathize with the people in Yan Luodian. It's heartwarming to be with such a king whose president's ambitions destroy his own prestige.

In the dead silence, Di Jinzhuang suddenly let out a low laugh. He propped his forehead, as if he had heard some wonderful joke: "Qingqing, you trust me so much. If that's the case, why don't you get out of the underworld?"

"I can't back down, you know."

"I said yes, but your grandmother can't play with me, your mother can't play with me, your aunt still can't play with me, and finally pushed you out, and you actually said you can't?" Di Jinzhuang He laughed again, "It's not that I want to talk about your family, but I just think it's too funny, too funny... 11 years ago, how did I lose to you scumbags?"

"You were not like this back then." King Yan Luo said with difficulty, "You have changed too much."

"I don't remember." Di Jinzhuang's voice was suddenly gentle, "I only vaguely remember that I called you Qingqing once, how does it sound like now, Qingqing, huh?"

"Leave some memories for me." Yan Luowang said flatly.

"I'm here to declare war on you. I'm talking to you more today because after I help you get out of the underworld, there will be no more material for the confrontation between the two kings." Di Jinzhuang spread his hands, "I and These are your memories."

King Yan Luo picked up the glass in front of him and shook the water in it: "Then this one?"

"The two cups are the same, I asked someone to put strong drugs." Di Jinzhuang slowly stretched out his hand to cover his cold mask, "The case of the corpse sculpture is not over yet, I have already let the wind out, saying that it was the work of the underworld. For two months, we don't show up to see who Baidao will pour the dirty water on?"

King Yan Luo held the glass: "Are you not coming out?"

"Well, focus on detoxification, and you too."

"I haven't been infected with drugs, how do I know if I can quit."

"Neither have I." Di Jinzhuang smiled, "Otherwise, how can you say it's a gamble? If you accidentally become an addict, do you want me to kill you? It's okay to live on, King of the Temple of Yama, You can eat it to death without any qualms."

"Take off your makeup, think about your sister!" King Yama suddenly became angry.

"She won't come back within two years, so don't try to use her to suppress me." Di Jinzhuang sneered, "Besides, she got into drugs at the age of 13, do you think I don't know who did the good thing?"

Yan Luowang's fingers holding the cup turned white: "So you are like this... is it retribution?"

"It's retribution, it's too late." Di Jinzhuang slightly peeled off the teeth on the ear pinna, lifted the mask a little bit, then inserted the straw in, and said with a smile, "I heard that my enmity with me is How did it come about? After the parent pointed a gun at my sister, his retribution was efficient, and after 10 minutes, that child was disabled by me."

Yan Luowang stared at Di Jinzhuang.

When the water in the glass was swaying, Chi Rong suddenly took a step forward, but was blocked by a hand dripping with makeup.As if I had been shocked by an electric shock for a moment, I quickly walked over to reach out and knock over the cup. As soon as the makeup was dripping, I picked up the cup in one step and gave me a warning look.

I calmly said, "Goddess, this is a drug."

The eyes that were dripping with make-up were as indifferent as lead: "Yes, but if you smashed it, wouldn't it be fine?"

King Yama suddenly interjected, "Smash that cup!"

I randomly picked up a teacup and threw it over, and it shattered on the table, splashing all over the place: "Yan Luo Wang, please shut up." Then he looked at Di Jinzhuang, and his voice was soft, "Goddess, I don't quite understand." What kind of grievances and hatreds there are, and we can't say that everyone gets along in harmony, but in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Yan Luodian, if there is anything, you can always forgive one or two, right?"

Di Jinzhuang said lightly: "Some mistakes cannot be forgiven after death."

King Yan Luo immediately stood up: "You can't forgive me after all the make-up is gone?"

Di Jinzhuang suddenly slapped the table, pointed at Yan Luo Wang and said coldly: "Then please tell me, please tell me, Chi Jiaoshe, what do I dare to use to forgive my life?"

There was no sound.

At that moment, I couldn't stretch out my hand an inch. A black tide of despair emanated from the indifferent Wu Guanwang in front of me, carrying the burning flames, making the air sticky and suffocating.

I watched him drink the seemingly clear water in one gulp, and felt that all the strength in my body disappeared as the water slowly disappeared.

——What dare I use to forgive my life?

If a person cannot forgive even his own life, who can he forgive?

11 years ago, the past stained with dried blood.

"It's your turn, King Yama." Di Jinzhuang broke the glass and smiled slowly.

Yan Luowang's movement of drinking water was very stiff, but he still drank it little by little.When he finally put the cup back on the table, Di Jinzhuang had already stood up and was about to leave, King Yama reluctantly raised his head, and suddenly said behind him: "I didn't know about the Chi Jiao Society at the time."

The state of dripping makeup is not good: "It doesn't matter."

"He looked for you?"

"A few years ago, this guy plucked up the courage to come to me alone, but he sat in the car and refused to get out, leaving only a crack in the window, as if he was afraid that I would drag him out of the car window and beat him to death." Di Jinzhuang said He returned to indifference again, "Is he afraid of me to death now? I remember that he was very majestic back then, and you were all very majestic. After decades, it has become like this, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."

I frowned at the name Chi Jiaoshe, why does it sound so familiar?

The guards of Meng Poting immediately began to arrange travel. Chi Rong walked over to hold an arm that was dripping with make-up. Seeing that the Madonna Ma who had been in the corner was about to follow up again, she immediately asked me to help her, and then went to stop the Madonna in a curve to save the country.

Dripping makeup stretched out his hand to stroke Chi Rong's hair, but didn't speak any more.

At this moment, King Yan Luo said again: "King Biancheng, if you want to, you can reverse the case of what happened 11 years ago for your family, and I will make the decision."

Chi Rong looked back at him for a while, his words were clearly smiling, but he could hear the meaning of gnashing his teeth: "What case are you going to overturn? I don't even remember the day of my father's death, do you still remember? You and Who remembers Chi Jiao Society?"

Every time she spoke, the tone of her voice lowered, and in the end, her voice was like a nightmare climbing up from the abyss.

Is it Chi Jiao Society again?

As I helped the goddess out of the underground casino, I wondered where I had seen this name before.

After thinking for a long time, I suddenly remembered that the Chi family, one of the four Bai families - Chi Jiaoshe, the director of Jueshe Electronics!

Hell, this guy was even rumored to have an affair with a goddess!And that damn fanfiction "Body Fluid Hidden Under the Kongming Lamp" is so touchingly written obediently, it's the ninth wonder of the world that the fanfic author has not been killed so far!

I immediately decided that I couldn't be compared to a CP played by a Lalang, and I should immediately write a fanfiction with myself as the protagonist when I go back!

The author has something to say:

☆、The thing about the Chai family

The goddess has always been ruthless, and this time the strong drugs were unambiguous. When I walked to the entrance of the entertainment city, I felt the clothes holding his arms were wet with cold sweat.

Although he didn't hum, he definitely couldn't drive in such a state.I am a little worried, the candidates for the driver should not be vague, the general high-level people are not competent.I don't know how to drive, so I asked Chi Rong, who was sending the Virgin Mary by the side.

Chi Rong said with a sense of superiority: "I can drive a bumper car."

I:"……"

While I was staring at her, Fan Jinglan suddenly said cautiously: "I do have a driver's license, but I don't know if I can do it."

I'm a little relieved that my stepmother is the driver, but I can't be sure about this matter. After watching Chi Rong, she is using violence to force the Virgin Mary into her family's car, and then came back to look at Fan Jinglan. I put the makeup on my hand, and said impatiently, "Okay, okay, send it to Wangruoshu, remember to run the red light."

Fan Jinglan: "...running a red light?"

Me: "Oh, Mr. Fan doesn't know about it. This is the traffic law stipulated by Meng Poting."

In the south of the city is the mansion "Wang Ruo Shu", the journey is not too far, but the goddess started to have a fever halfway, and the situation has not been good.

When he arrived at the threshold of Wangruo Villa, Chi Rong made a phone call, and soon He was a bachelor.