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The first meeting of the National People's Congress of black and white in history was held.

All guns and weapons were banned in this sitting-down meeting, held in an indescribably harmonious atmosphere. After more than 40 hours of continuous discussion, excluding the time for meals and breaks, a historic moment arrived.

——The Ten Halls of Yama System was established.

The founding boss of Meng Poting was very happy to be appointed as the official king. He spread out the rice paper and wrote a line of words - "Advocate the new style of river crabs and build a home for local tyrants!"

He was very satisfied after finishing writing, dried up the ink, and circulated it to other Nine Palace Kings.In the end, I went around and came back, and handed it to Di Jinzhuang: "Look, I have been practicing for a full month, and my writing skills are very strong!"

The goddess took it, and then said: "Yes, it is still worthy of the stage as a must."

Before everyone could understand the meaning of this sentence, there was a suppressed scream in the entire conference hall, and everyone was stunned. The newly appointed Wu Guan Wang was severely pressed on the conference table. He strangled his throat from behind, his knees were broken in an instant, his hands waved helplessly, and his body struggled like a frog on a chopping board.

The goddess pulled out the small thing stuck into his Tanzhong acupoint inch by inch. It was the ear pick he had been playing with. This seemingly harmless thing easily passed the security check, but it was about to end the life of the first official king.

Although the other Nine Palace Kings had experienced wind and rain, this sudden change still made them lose their composure. What was even more disturbing was that all the guards at Meng Poting seemed to have not seen it. Their attitude proved everything.

Mr. Pingping Wang Yan also panicked—he was on the wrong team again, which shows that his overtures to the founding boss these days are all like feeding dogs, and they are still dead dogs.

With all the makeup on, he directly used the ear pick as a knife, and cut open the boss's scalp, like a pedant who dissects the human body in a medical school. The spoon destroys the central nervous system.

That picture was so beautiful that it instantly blinded the dog eyes of the other Nine Palace Kings.

The follow-up of this incident is just like what my father once said. This official king was dragged to death by an off-road vehicle. Used up half a box.

The onlookers on the road witnessed the brains and blood that spilled out from the open skull all the way, and the timid people had a psychological shadow on the Fifth Ring Road ever since.

When Chi Rong once talked about this matter with me, he was emotional for a long time, and then said to me: "You know, I always feel that the words in those materials are inappropriate! If you want me to say, this incident can actually be done with an idiom. Perfect interpretation!"

I'm quite curious: "Your brains are smeared?"

Chi Rong hated iron but said: "The brain hole is wide open!"

I:"……"

Damn it, it's late to be the master, this cruel history is interpreted by you in such a way... Has he made it so cute, a goddess...

The author has something to say: the history is basically finished, and the next chapter will return to the main chapter

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I found that the plots of writing history are very smooth every time, not like emotional dramas, full of text.

Then I told my old lady that I seem to have a little talent for history, and my old lady only replied to me: I remember that when you took the high school entrance examination, political history was [-] points less than physics and chemistry?

I:……

☆、Thunderstorm night

Looking at this series of events, it seems that they were caused by everyone's desire for power, but when I think about it carefully, I always feel as if my destiny is controlled by something and changes as I like, but no matter how I change the trajectory, it is always Like a ladder, supporting that person to go higher and higher.

——Can people trust him so much after the breakup, so that people will not be suspicious of him before the breakup, with the goddess's way of manipulating people's hearts, can't it be done?

It seems that life is in such a dangerous situation, but which step of his is not smooth, this is not explained by his temperament, it is a kind of victory in his hands, and he takes every step according to his own will.

Pretending to be arrogant, planting hidden dangers of collapse, creating a river of forgetfulness, buying Po Meng in the chaos, recovering finances with the help of others, building ten halls by taking advantage of the situation, and finally killing chickens and taking eggs to occupy the magpie's nest... and by the way, severely shocked Underworld.

Old Master Yan figured it out, and he was also afraid.

This old man who has been in the underworld for 71 years was silent for a long time, and finally bent his straight and unyielding waist, and bowed deeply: "My lord, Yan Yichang dare not stand shoulder to shoulder."

……

The setting sun gradually sank into the uneven roofs, and the commercial street was lit up with radiant neon lights. I passed the news to Yan Fafu, and Yan Fafu asked the goddess to answer the phone, but the goddess took the phone and directly hang up.

After Chi Rong dealt with the killer, he thought for a moment and asked, "I don't think Mr. Yan will make such a lowly mistake. It's fine to send only one killer. His skills are so weak that he can't even hold the gun steadily. He's still a target." two!"

Di Jinzhuang said: "Well, Yan Huichang is an old fox, how could he be so stupid."

Chi Rong was taken aback for a moment: "So, it was really planted?"

Di Jinzhuang suddenly smiled: "Yeah, it's so interesting to plant it on your own head by yourself."

Chi Rong looked completely confused: "Is that really him?"

With all the makeup on, he didn't have any inclination to express: "Who knows, it depends on what Yan Fafu does."

When they parted ways after leaving the clothing store, Di Jinzhuang suddenly said: "There will be thunderstorms this summer, remember not to go out casually at night."

When I looked up, the moon and stars were scarce, and I didn’t see even the slightest bit of cloud. However, with all my makeup on, I looked at the bustling crowd again. The colorful neon lights reflected on their faces, and their faces were covered with smiles. Under the gorgeous luster, like ghosts and monsters painted by oil paint.

The goddess seemed to be murmuring something in a low voice, but his voice was buried in the noise, like the fine sand on the coast crushed by wild wolves. In the end, I only heard him chuckle a few times, then waved goodbye to me, turned and left go.

The night wind picked up his hair under the peaked cap, as if dyed with thick ink, in this colorful world, there was no other luster.

……

I didn't bring Huang Dachu back to Chai's house, but paid for a long-term private room for him in an underground Internet cafe. ..."

I said, "Ah, now you know, he's still pretty sloppy..."

Huang Da touched my eyes and interrupted my words: "Heroic and unrivaled! Brave and fearless!" After speaking, he wavered for a long time before looking at me, "What did you want to say just now?"

"..." I turned around and left, "It's nothing."

Damn, the awareness of the brain-dead fans is really high, there is no need to comfort them at all.

I left several tasks for Huang Dachu, seven about Chai Si, three about Chai Er, and one about the goddess.

As can be seen from the above, from the time when the goddess was dyed black to the present, I am almost familiar with the achievements. data player).But it was only in the past few years that there was absolutely no information about what happened before he was 20 years old.

It was just horrific, like someone with no past at all.I only know that he was born in the Gong family and has a younger sister. When my father broke the news with me, he said that his father's name was Gong Fu. Other than that, I don't know anything about him, including where he lives, where he is from, and the high school entrance examination. How many points, mother is still alive...

Everyone has a past, even Nezha can't stay in the mother's womb until he is 20 years old, but why is the goddess' past wiped out so cleanly?

I couldn't figure it out, so I had to entrust this difficult paparazzi task to Huang Dachu.

Back at Chai’s house, I took a few philosophical enlightenment books I bought from the bookstore and went to the room of Nougatum. Her injuries were mostly healed, but the broken part still needs to be fixed for a while, but she got out of bed and walked a few steps It's okay.

I heard that Wei Feng came to visit this afternoon. There was a small gift box on the bedside table. Inside was a warm orange dress.I'm still a little angry for no reason——Fan Jinglan didn't stop her from being so diligent!Aren't you afraid that her son will see the eye of a needle? !

This night I was very obedient and didn't run around, but I don't know when I fell asleep on the back of the chair. When I woke up, the news I heard seemed to bombard my mind.

——Sure enough, there was thunder and lightning last night, and there was quite a storm.

I was woken up by Fan Jinglan. In the early morning sun, her face was extremely heavy. She didn't have time to wait for me to sleep, so she directly splashed a handful of cold water on my face, and said word by word: "Mr. gone."

Now I forgot to even wipe off the water on my face, and was stunned for a while.

Fan Jinglan, as the head of the Chai family, must be involved in such a big event. She had already finished dressing and hurried out with someone.I washed up and was about to catch up in a hurry when suddenly Huang Dachu called. Before I could speak, he quickly said, "Come here, I have something to show you!"

I clamped the phone on my shoulder and freed my hands to button it: "Don't bother me at this time! Go watch your porn!"

Huang Dachu anxiously said: "Am I that nasty?! Well, even if I'm a nasty, this time it's not nasty! I dare not send it to you for fear of being intercepted. Let me tell you, if you don't come here, you will definitely regret it." !"

After he finished speaking, he hung up. I took the phone off my shoulder and thought for a while. Although Huang Dachu's life skills are not reliable, at least his skills are very reliable.There are thousands of secrets that have passed through his hands over the years. If he is so anxious, it is probably some valuable secret.

Thinking of this, I changed the route and went to the underground Internet cafe.

Huang Dachu was circling in the private room. When he saw me, he immediately sat down, took out an MP3 player from the back of the computer motherboard, and babbled, "The newly developed anti-surveillance and anti-eavesdropping full-frequency radio wave is simply too lost! I used to go around The large and small monitoring monitors either failed or were artificially destroyed, and the last one was left. This is really a proud work. I modified the anti-shock sensor, and then drew images through the vibration of sound waves, and then converted them into electronic waves, oh oh let you hear..."

I took the earphones: "What the hell did you do? Don't play it safe, I don't want to come all the way, only to hear some weird noises..."

Fortunately, Huang Dachu hasn't lost that part.

The front of this audio is full of rustling noises. After half a minute, a relatively vague stranger's voice suddenly came out, with a very anxious tone: "... I always need to have something to do, this matter is very important. Maybe all of our batch will fall into the water, this is no joke..."

Another rustling sound passed, and a voice said indifferently: "Are you wrong? I remember that the finances approved by the state seem not to have been corrupted at all, but they are all used wisely."

I was startled, this voice is very recognizable, definitely a goddess.

The strange male voice said eagerly again: "I can't be fooled by this! I clearly... now is not the time to talk about this matter! What should I do now?"

"I said that if you are not greedy, you are not greedy. It is too easy to wash things like money." Accompanied by the soft sound of porcelain being placed on the table, the goddess' voice was thoughtful, "However, Yan's What's the name of that company engaged in building materials? It's a bit black-hearted."

There was another rustling sound, and then a strange male voice suddenly said excitedly: "You mean you can..."

The goddess asked indifferently, "What did I say?"

The strange male voice immediately apologized: "Nothing! You don't know anything! You haven't said anything!"

The goddess wrote lightly: "Yes, it is said that Yan Shi's immortality is a thorn in the head, which can draw blood in one's hand."

The strange male voice laughed twice: "My lord speaks seriously. Mr. Yan is a man who understands current affairs. He has involved hundreds of officials' fortunes. He will not be head-to-head. Don't worry."

"It depends on how you do it. Naturally, I really hope that there will be many people who know current affairs."

"Yes Yes."

……

There was another rustling sound from behind, and the progress bar also came to the end. With a beep, I took off the earphones, looked at Huang Datouch, and said after a while, "I'll give you a raise."

Huang Dachu held the MP3 baby, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "That man's voice is so ugly! I want to edit it! Only the goddess' voice is left! Sleep with me! Have a good night's dream!"

Me: "... Let me give you a special underwear bonus, don't be too obsessive, it's not good for your kidneys."

Coming out of the underground Internet cafe, I went directly to Yan's house. There was no sound of firecrackers, no overwhelming paper money, no mourning or condolences, and the calm was as usual.

Yan Fafu's phone didn't go through, so I knocked the door, a guy opened the door a few seconds later, and said very apologetically, "I'm sorry, Yan's house will not accept any foreign guests today, all appointments will be postponed, please wait for the email notification for details .”

I handed him the black ID card directly.

Seeing the certificate I handed over, the clerk was stunned for a moment, bowed immediately, and stepped aside: "Chai Ji is the head of the family, please follow me to the living room, do you want a pot of Longjing or coffee?"

I glanced at him dully, and asked inappropriately: "Do you know what happened last night?"

The guy's expression changed immediately, and he nodded after a while: "The second master is in charge of the Yan family."

"Nothing else?"

"Grandpa Yan and his confidantes, a total of 42 people, were confirmed to have died in a car explosion."

The author has something to say: a bug was fixed, the eavesdropping thing was obtained by luck later, the monitor is Huang Dachu’s hobby, he has installed it in many places, for, uh, for watching free porn movies Are you bored? . .

☆、Memories that refuse to be broken

Car explosions are quite common in movies, but at that time it was to highlight the special effects.But the cars in reality, especially the one that Mr. Yan is riding in, must be high-end luxury cars, and if the fuel tank is overturned and leaks, it will only catch fire.If there was an explosion, more than half could only be man-made.

Mr. Yan has been in the underworld for decades, and the Chou family has a general range, but through the audio obtained by Huang Dachu's luck, there is only one possibility-this is Bai Dao's hand.

But why did Bai Dao do it?

The living room of Yan's family gathered gangsters from all walks of life. Yan Faskin was wearing a rare black formal suit, and his smile was very formulaic. It seemed that he suddenly felt a sense of distance.And he is receiving people from various forces in turn, and every move shows his sorrow for the death of his grandfather, and the relief of feeling the warmth and care of others, a role model of a good boy who is determined to become stronger.

After turning more than half a circle, I finally came to me. Yan Fafu opened his mouth and said: "Thank you for coming to express deep regret and grief to the former head of Yan family. As the second head of the Yan family, I am very pleased with your arrival and support. Although the mainstay The accident hit us hard, but I believe that the Yan family will be able to cheer up in a short time, and of course rely on the support of distinguished guests, by the way, the desserts and fruits are in the lounge where you turn left..."

I:"……"

It's over, this guy is stupid.

I put down my coffee cup and said seriously, "I am Yishu."

Yan Fafu went on to say: "It turns out that your Excellency is Yi Shu, who has admired you for a long time. I am very touched to be able to come here to express condolences to my ancestors. I believe that the cooperation will have a long history in the future. By the way, the desserts and fruits are in the lounge where you turn left..."

I couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't want dessert and fruit!"

"Oh, the toilet is at the end of the right turn..."

I:"……"

After finally waiting for Yan Fafu to deliver all the guests, he fell headlong on the sofa and didn't get up for a long time.After a few minutes, he raised his head as if he was dying, and said weakly, "Take a tube of epinephrine."

I went over to watch, "What's the matter? This looks like a smiling dog."

Yan Fafu's eyes were dull, and he regained his sanity after being given an injection. He looked at me, and then he said, "Yi Shu, you're here? Desserts and fruits are here..."

I slapped him: "Yes, I also know that the toilet is on the right."

This dozen seemed to refresh him again, Yan Fafu pulled himself together: "I remember Master Chai came here, didn't you go with her?"

I shook my head: "I want to ask you about Mr. Yan."

Yan Fafu smiled wryly: "The coffin is still at home to keep watch, do you want to ask me directly?"

I looked around, and then turned my gaze back to Yan Fafu: "I don't have the legendary yin and yang eyes, I'd better ask living people, I still like big living people."

Yan Fafu, who was mentally overdrawn, didn't make sense of what he said, but I sorted it out a little, and I still roughly figured out the ins and outs.

It is said that five years ago, although Mr. Yan bowed his head to Meng Poting as a minister, this old thief was prepared for danger in times of peace. He always felt that such a big and powerful enemy was a heart disease, and he could grind himself to death even if he was fine.

So on the surface he is very quiet, but he has been doing small tricks in private, and even has a relationship with Yan Luodian.

And in order to confuse the public, he dispatched many killers through countless channels, some with high qualifications and some with shallow ones. Some of the signs of the Yan family - plan in plan, really brilliant.

In the end, I can only say that those little tricks finally annoyed the goddess.

And Yan Fafu is already the second head, and his position is very stable. In this Yan family that has not yet become the head of the family, if his uncle is the first successor, then he is the eighth successor. This identity is also so aboveboard.

This timing is simply too good.

Meng Poting made a move and collapsed a viaduct.

Yan Fafu did not elaborate on this detail. How to make it flawless, I can only guess whether some corrosive substances were applied to some key places, or the impact of water guns was used for many years, or the stress of the viaduct was calculated. Point... In short, this is a big project, but the Goddess succeeded in living up to expectations.

The Lou Crispy incident caused a hurricane at the time. Although several years had passed, the sudden end of the corpse carving case caused the police to return without success. ...

What a godsend!Make up for it!Salted fish turned over!

What's more, it's not such a horrible damn curse!

The government attaches great importance to it, and the police are also encouraged—I am sorry for the people and the party if you don’t make some achievements!

But local officials, big and small, got nervous. In fact, they really don’t have much greed in these bridges, but the wind of clean government is so strong, even if it is difficult to explain the collection of local specialties, this situation must be determined to find someone to take the blame!

Who are you looking for?Nonsense, building materials company!That's right, it's him, it's him, it's him, black heart took all the money from the government, and gave back a batch of bean curd materials, the world is getting worse!People are not old!

Thousands of officials visited Baiyan Construction Company, and Mr. Yan was naturally angry when he heard about the visit—this shit, it's none of my business!Do you still want me to drag the family and go to the house? !

Naturally, they parted on bad terms.

However, the investigation team dispatched got deeper and deeper, and more than a dozen officials had already been sacked. After hearing this, the TV station was ready to make a legal program——the rest of the officials groaned, and then became angry. It's... so ignorant!

After the last negotiation, Mr. Yan still refused. He is not stupid. The government's situation this time is not a joke. Killing chickens to make an example to monkeys.

But Yan Fafu got the goddess' warrant, and he hinted to the representative official that the rest of the Yan family had been dissatisfied with the old man for a long time. Really, why don't the people fight with the officials, why are they so stubborn.

The official knew everything, apologized to Mr. Yan with a smile on his face, treated him to a meal, and wished him a good journey.

Sure enough, go all the way.

Waiting in the empty living room, Yan Fafu smiled energetically: "My grandfather has been fighting with Meng Poting in secret for so many years, but you see, Master Zhuang made a light move, and he even lost his life."

I frowned: "You have a deep relationship with Mr. Yan?"

Yan Fafu buried his head in the crook of his arms, his shoulders shook violently: "Yes, it's very deep." He suddenly raised his head, and he was laughing out loud, uncontrollably. On the table, the porcelain on it shattered to the ground. At that moment, his delicate and gentle smile suddenly distorted, as if carrying a blizzard of centuries, "So deep...so deep...deep to the point where I started from five I have been looking forward to this day for years! Put that dead old man in a coffin! Seal every corner! Then look at the hypocrisy of those brothers and uncles!"

He laughed so wildly, as if he had completely shattered the mask of a decent smile covering his face, expressing the emotions he had hidden for several years in the fragments of the smile, but although this emotion contained strong hatred, But so sad.

And at this moment, the tightly sealed door of the living room suddenly opened, and a ray of light pierced in, like the legendary thousand holy swords descending.

Meng Poting, who entered in a file, quickly controlled the left and right sides, and a man who looked like a buddy said in horror: "Second principal! Meng Poting... Wu, Wu Guan Wang, my lord is here..."

"There's no need to report, I'm a rude guest, so save your etiquette."

Dripping makeup came over in a black robe, the mask with red stripes on the black background couldn't be seen clearly in the light that filled the space, he raised his hand lightly, and the subordinates who were still guarding the door immediately closed the door again.

Yan Fafu was stunned for a moment before saluting dully: "Master Zhuang."

"I thought you would be a high-spirited parent when I saw you, but I didn't expect that you were still a second-in-command and cried? Is this for your relatives, or for me?"

Yan Fafu lowered his head and rubbed the corners of his red eyes: "Master Zhuang, I'm just laughing!"

"Don't play with my facial expressions. When I can't even speak well, I'm learning emotions. Your expressions are very contagious, but happiness seems to account for less than half of the proportion. It's too far-fetched to say that you are crying with joy. .”

Yan Fafu still lowered his head: "I'm really laughing. I've been looking forward to this day for more than seven years! The memorial speech I gave, the manuscript for the guests, and every inch of the mourning hall... "

Dipping makeup looked at the collapsed table: "Then why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry!"

"Yi Shu." Di Jinzhuang suddenly took an object from the guard behind him and threw it to me, "Show him this, and smash it after reading it."

As soon as I caught it, it was a crystal photo, which seemed to be a tourist attraction like a stalactite. Colorful lights shone on the stalactites of different shapes. There were figures of an old and a small in the middle, and the old man held it on his shoulders. Child, the child tried hard to touch the top hanging stone drop with his hands, and the smile on his small face was as pure as a young leaf on a treetop in spring.

It's very different from his polite and gentle smile, and it's also not like his unscrupulous laughter just now.

It turned out that this sincere smile was frozen on this crystal.

Yan Fafu raised his head and saw the crystal, and he panicked for a moment. He took a step back, stared at the crystal for a while, and then rushed over to snatch it.

His skill is also good, I can't dodge it visually, I immediately lift up the crystal, ready to smash it down.

"Don't! Yishu! Calm down! Don't smash it!" Yan Fafu stopped abruptly. This is the first time I've seen such an expression of scorn.

Although I held it firmly, I just shook my head after hearing what he said: "I'm very calm, but it's not me that you're begging for."

Yan Fafu immediately turned to Dijinzhuang, took two steps, and suddenly knelt down: "Master Zhuang, please don't smash it, I beg you!"

Di Jinzhuang slightly leaned over and looked straight into his eyes: "Then tell me, why are you crying?"

Yan Fafu's tears poured out of his eyes, and the water mark was mottled freely on his face. He tried his best to suppress his crying, and there was a choked sob in his throat. This guy who has always been smiling can cry so sad and helpless .

He just repeated: "Master Zhuang, please, don't smash it, don't smash it."

Dripping all makeup and being silent for a moment, he stretched out his fingers to wipe the tears on his face, and said in a calm voice, "You just can't forget his kindness."

"Master Zhuang, please don't smash it! I beg you!"

"Whether I remember to eat or not to fight, I have a longer memory than you." Dipping off his makeup, he didn't look at him again, "Yi Shu, you can smash it."

As soon as I raised my hand to let go, Yan Fafu said "Yi Shu!" The cry was extremely shrill, and I stared blankly at his eyes with scarlet and watery eyes, and unconsciously grasped his hand.

"Yi Shu, be obedient." Dipping makeup looked at my eyes, the color of amber was like a sycamore tree by a stream in autumn, "Quick battle, I invite you to dinner."

I made up my mind in an instant, and threw the crystal down to the ground with all my might!

"Yi forgive you for daring!!"

Almost instantly, Yan Fafu rushed over and I hit him on the forehead, but he didn't care about the blood flowing from the forehead, a gun in his hand was pressed against my throat, it was cold and hard, with great force, I could only go Lean back.

I frowned, grabbed the crystal again without saying a word, and threw it back.

And Yan Fafu fired the gun in an instant, and if I accidentally misfired, I would have to perform the stunt of the flying head ghost.

This kind of stalemate lasted only for a moment. Di Jinzhuang approached, took the crystal I was going to throw back with one hand, and pressed down the gun in Yan Fafu's hand with the other, his eyes were silent.

"It turns out that you can kill someone for this."

Looking down at the crystal in his hand with all his makeup dripping down, he suddenly smiled: "Yes, if the interests and desires are removed, Yan Yichang is still very good, he is a good grandfather." He said so, gently placing the crystal on Yan In Fafu's pocket, "Unfortunately, this world is full of selfish desires, so he is not good."

"But compared to me, you still think he is better. After all, grandpa will buy candy for his grandson during the holidays. I will only teach you some ugly and dark things, such as a mask-like smile... But you have forgotten I taught you, and you have learned how to cry again, so lucky." His voice was indifferent and tired, and then he turned to the door and raised his hand.

Yan Fafu let go, the gun fell to the ground with a bang, and he raised his head firmly: "Master Zhuang, I..."

Dripping makeup walked past him, as if she had never seen him.

Meng Poting's guards had already opened the door, and the goddess stopped at the door, seemed silent for a moment, and then turned her head.

At that moment, I saw a ray of light suddenly lit up in Yan Fafu's dazed eyes, but the goddess didn't look at him, but said to me indifferently: "Yi Shu, let's go, go to eat."

The author has something to say: Do you want to explain that this article is purely fictitious

Sure enough, it is still written smoothly with an overhead background. Once it is modern, I am afraid to write about who offended whom.

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20 words, I remember that the full text of "Huangruo" is only 20 plus 21 ==

I can't hold my pen anymore, and I haven't even written half of the plot, will I say it! !If I'm going to die, I want to cut off the emotional drama. Anyway, the emotional drama is my failure. I'm going to use my full horsepower to make a plot!

☆, warm and full of thinking kneeling and licking

A sound that seemed to break the soul shook the huge waiting room.

I couldn't help but turn my head and saw Yan Fafu was empty-handed, and there were pieces of crystal wreckage under his feet.He lowered his head, I couldn't see his expression, and I couldn't guess why he suddenly smashed the thing he valued so much by himself.

He smashed it himself.

However, the goddess had gone far away, I just glanced at him, and quickly caught up with the goddess, when passing a turning, the goddess suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist, I thought he was going to take me somewhere, but he turned out to be in Leverage support.

My heart trembled: "Goddess, your body temperature!"

It was hot, unbelievably hot, my wrists seemed to be handcuffed by newly smelted iron, and it was even more shocking in this scorching summer.The side effects of the damn drug are really awesome, and under this circumstance, it really needs to be used for drug rehabilitation treatment all day long, but this harsh condition only limits Yan Luowang.

"Take me to the bathroom." The goddess' voice was still clear.

I hurriedly helped him without any trace: "Oh, I know the bathroom is at the end of the right turn..."

At the door of the toilet, a long-considered question appeared—is this the men's toilet or the women's toilet?I don't know if it's okay for the goddess to go to the women's room, but to go to the men's room... I'm still happy to visit!

But after struggling for a long time, I still decided not to expose such a wretched side of myself in front of the goddess. I was hesitating, but the goddess suddenly raised her head and took a look, and then said a very wise choice: "The bathroom for the disabled."

I:"……"

The goddess said indifferently: "Craniocerebral and peripheral nerve damage leads to taste disorder and failure. This is barely considered a tenth-level disability."

Goddess, you... Then according to your intelligence standard as a goddess, Mr. Yan is barely considered a first-level disability!That is to say, every time he goes to the toilet, it is only for the handicapped? !

Goddess, you are too dark.

The sinks are all set up in the bathroom, and the sinks in the disabled area are quite low.The goddess let go of my hand, bent down and picked up the hand sanitizer in a small jar next to it, poured it all out, then simply rinsed it with water, took another jar of water, and poured it directly on her head.

The water trickled down from his hair, and the soft black hair soaked in water was like silk dyed with black pearl powder.

The goddess didn't hesitate to take the water again, this time the water flowed into the mask, and when it flowed out along the lower edge of the mask, it was slightly red.

I was startled, but I wasn't sure. It might be something like the reflection of the water droplets. After all, there are quite a lot of red lines on the goddess' mask and clothes.After the third cup of water was splashed, I immediately took out a napkin from my pocket and wiped it, but when I spread it out, the reflection was really red!Fuck you damn!

Facing my shocked gaze, the goddess didn't respond. She wiped it off with a piece of paper and said casually, "I'm vomiting blood because of Yan Fa's skin."

I said anxiously: "How is this possible? My Goddess, you are so magnanimous and open-minded, and you will be revenged for everything, but that boy Yan Fafu is serious about love, righteousness, and death. How can He De be angry with you?!"

Goddess: "Oh, that's why I got angry at what you said just now."

I:"……"

Goddess, don't bully me because I have a low IQ, so I'm wearing a mask and talking nonsense... This timing is wrong!

The goddess's physical condition was not optimistic, but after he barely lowered his body temperature, he just called the mobile medical kit Xiaoji to bring some medicines, and injected them into the veins one by one.Then he closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, and after suppressing the side effects for a while, he walked out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

"Master Zhuang, Xiao Yan has been waiting in the living room." Xiao Ji said suddenly after packing up the discarded injections.

The goddess stopped slightly: "I remember that he has a very good relationship with you. Are you looking at him pitifully and asking me to visit him?"

Xiaoji hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively said: "I also know that something is wrong with him this time, but the crystal fell all fell..."

"He can't fall."

"Then Master Zhuang will throw him away completely?"

The goddess suddenly laughed, and turned to look at Xiaoji: "Yan Fafu has already reacted, but you are still stupid."

Xiaoji was stunned: "Huh?"

"Go back and copy that endgame ancient chess book for me from beginning to end." The goddess turned her head indifferently, "You know what you are asking, and it sounds like an idiot."

After walking out of Yan's house, Meng Poting's entourage immediately held up an umbrella, stood in the small circle of shadow with all makeup dripped off, pressed his fist against the mask and lowered his head to cough a few times. The bright sunlight outside the umbrella shadow was as bright as incandescent, which stabbed my eyes There was a sharp pain.

The red tassels adorned on the black robe with dripping make-up fluttered in the sun, and the shadows were as soft as bones.He was silent for a long time before looking at me: "During this time, do you know how much one plus one equals?"

I was taken aback for a moment, and then my vest felt cold in the dog days, and I was sweating from the cold.After getting in touch these days, I know very well that every word of the goddess cannot be aimless, and the hidden meaning of this sentence is simply