Apocalyptic Forecast

According to the truth, Huai Shi should raise her hands at this time and call me to find a lawyer. Before the lawyer comes, she will not say a word, and she will not say a word until Xiao Huo comes over to Luming Pavilion to accuse you of the client who abused me. I want to appeal or something...

The common plot should be like this.

But the people who come to the door now do not seem to invite him over for tea.

On the contrary, it seems that I intend to seize this opportunity to fight to death.

The instant-transformed lady with paper still had a toothbrush and a toothbrush cup in her hand, and an unhung phone pinched around her neck. When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw a mountain-like weird person.

There is also a messy room.

"Excuse me, what do you do?"

He sighed helplessly: "If I offended you somewhere, just say it. Why shovel back and forth in Lingtang's grave like this?"

No one responded.

Only amidst the flying dust, an iron rod that looked more than one meter long was smashed to the helpless and poor paper-loving lady!

That is the "ten hands" with sharp edges and corners!

Although the length is too exaggerated compared to the ordinary ten hands, the height and body shape of the matcher makes it impossible to feel any disobedience.

It doesn't matter if it is called an iron ruler or the Ryukyu Trident fork...Anyway, any weapon in the hands of such a giant will become a real weapon.

Obviously it is a weapon to capture criminals to avoid harming their lives, but when they move, they ruthlessly shoot down at the deadly position!

Huai Shi sighed amid the loud noise and howled, raising her eyes.

Looking down at the cup and toothbrush in his hand, he took a step to the right, dodge the ten hands that were enough to split steel, and then took a step forward.

The cup was raised, splashing the mouthwash on the face of the visitor.

It didn't look like he had a girlfriend. Huai Shi was so compassionate that she washed his face with a beautiful girl's mouthwash.

In a hurry, the giant man dressed as a monk suddenly bowed his head, his hat blocked all the splashing water.

But the door was too late to lift.

I saw a toothbrush with toothpaste on it and poke my eyeball straight.

Fast as thunder and lightning.

In the whistling sound, it was already close at hand.

In the end, it stopped abruptly.

Hovering in front of the comer's eyes, Huaishi's tail finger flicked the toothbrush handle slightly, splashing a little toothpaste, and falling into his eyes.

"Wash your eyes, friend." Huaishi retracted her arm, raised her head and poured the last bit of water from the cup into her throat, and began to gargle with a grumble.

The giant monk roared in rage.

His complexion was ashen.

Literally, iron blue.

Soon, the whole person seemed to have turned into indigo in anger, like a protector in a temple statue, with all beards and hairs, bursting in his pockets, and red short hair spreading like fire.

The Stigma of Yingzhou Genealogy·The Master of Qingfang!

"Dare to resist the arrest?"

The owner of Qingfang roared: "Then, there is no need to be merciful..."

Huai poets are stupid.

A sip of water in my mouth almost didn't come out.

I have never seen such a strange idea.

You have to insist on resisting arrest, but who is the one who is merciful? Is this what Yingzhou traditional performing arts, stand-up comedy? It's called rakugo, right? Qiqi novel first published on the whole network

But then, there was an abnormal noise in the air.

The invisible force twisted into a thick rope, which instantly shrank inward, binding Huai Shi inside. The fastest update of Qiqi novel https://m.qq*717^m.q^q717.c^om/

Outside the door, the assassinated assidator raised his eyes, his raised palm pulled the origin rope, and then the dazzling current shot up from the rope and flowed on Huaishi's body.

paralysis.

"Remember, I'm Shikanaru Kanakamachi Office, Tadao Mishima..."

The owner of Qingfang raised his hand with a grinning grin, holding ten hands, and a dark green pointed cone suddenly popped out of the heavy end.

In mid-air, his arm suddenly swelled by three points again, and the terrifying power exploded, breaking through the limit, and smashed to the skull with paper elements!

——Secret Instrument·Diamond Force!

At that moment, Huai Shi looked down and sighed helplessly.

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"what?"

Jiaoshan turned his head in amazement, glaring at the colleagues behind him: "The people at Luming Pavilion have passed by? When?"

"Just now." Mao Ye replied.

"As the Eight Dogs, will you let them make trouble!" Jiaoshan was furious, "This is the Satomi family! Where do you put the name and dignity of the Satomi family!"

"Satamika...Where is there any other Samika? Now it's just the meat on the plate of the prince and the samurai."

Mao Ye sneered, "Don't you understand, Jiaoshan? This so-called Imperial Kitchen Demon Trial is just cooking us like food... At this time, some people will put the name of the eight dogs in their eyes. Huh?"

He shook his head and sighed against the iron-faced Jiaoshan, "It's just a dog on the left and right. The employer is about to change. Learn to look at the atmosphere early, Master Jiaoshan."

Jiaoshan's face was green, and the veins of his hand on the handle of the knife burst.

"The so-called samurai is just a horse and a cow under the master's door... Mao Ye, don't you want to think about why your new employer likes a dog that is back?"

"Get out of here!"

Looking at him indifferently, Jiaoshan straightly smashed away Mao Ye, who was blocking the road, and rushed to the courtyard where Huaizhi was.

"It's too late, they've already passed by." Mao Ye mocked and shook his head: "But that lady with paper is really a beauty, Jiao Shan is so worried, and it is excusable..."

Jiaoshan's footsteps paused, and he looked over with a gloomy look with a trace of pity.

It's like looking at a fool.

"You haven't figured it out yet, who are you going to worry about?"

"Are you worried about the unfathomable abyss slayer or the other dogs of your new owner?"

Looking at that look, Mao Ye was stunned.

Suddenly felt a trace of anxiety.

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Just like Mao Ye said.

By the time they arrived, it was too late.

The entire courtyard was in a mess.

Maki, who finally fell asleep and was awakened, was sitting in a chair, sipping tea with shock, loud noises were constantly coming from the room behind him.

"Is it okay, Maki?" Jiaoshan bent down, held her shoulders, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after looking at it for a while.

Mao Ye was already impatient: "Where is the paper? Where is the paper?"

Maki raised his hand with a complex expression, and pointed to the room, the dull loud noise became clearer.

Jiaoshan and Mao Ye glanced at each other, their expressions getting more complicated.

When I walked in the door, I heard a scream that became more and more screaming.

"Don't fight, I was wrong about the murderer, I admit it, don't fight..."

A burly giant man lying on the ground, kowtow, screaming and crying: "Go around me, Miss Paper, I don't know anything..."

Behind him, a thin sublimator who was half dead was hung from the beam of the room, foaming at his mouth, already unconscious.

"Did I tell you to stop? Go on!"

Huaizhi Suzi flew a kick on his forehead and scolded angrily: "Do you know why I am a silly critic? It's because I usually don't kowtow in the temple every day. Now I make up for it, one day less and one less. The amount is not enough. This is the end of fishing!"

Then, Mao Ye saw that the elite of the Zhongxue Institute, the tough guy known as the master of the iron workshop, continued to kowtow again without frowning.

Even after smashing the floor and hitting his head in front of the broken steel bars and stones, he dared not stop.

silence.

In the deathly silence, there was only the constant roar of kowtow.

In the loud noise, Huai Shi turned her head and smiled at Jiaoshan.

"You are here just right. The real murderer who killed the filthy ones was found! Weibo's name is Daidaixiao...cough cough, anyway, just get it quickly."

As he said, he kicked the owner of Qingfang next to him: "Say, who is the wrong murderer?!"

"It's me! It's me!!!"

Mishima Chugo cried and kowtowed: "Hurry up and take me away, I confess my guilt, I am guilty... I did it!"

"..."

The awkward silence came again.

Jiaoshan and Mao Ye froze in place. Jiaoshan is because he has never seen such a fantasy scene before, and I don't know what happened. After seeing this fantasy scene, Mao Ye has already begun to think of what the new employer will put himself as a facilitator...

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Mao Ye drew his sword subconsciously, his face grim: "You..."

Bang!

A punch from behind, hit the back of the head.

Mao Ye fainted on the spot.

I don't know if it was accidental or deliberate.

But that punch really made Huai Shi's eyes bright, and the timing and strength were just right, just between the death of a blow and Mao Ye's endurance limit.

"Sorry, although this kind of guy is embarrassing, but after all, he is the retainer of the Satomi family... I would like to forgive him if he is disrespectful." Jiaoshan retracted his fist, raised his hand to hold Maoye's collar, and threw him away. Go out.

"If you think about it carefully, you seem to be impolite from the beginning, don't you think about cutting your belly?"

Huai Shi squeezed her chin and groaned for a moment, then suddenly remembered: "I'm sorry, although there are rare guests coming to the door, but it is a bit messy here, it has not been cleaned up, please wait for me at the door, I will make tea for you..."

"Tea is not necessary."

Jiaoshan glanced indifferently at the two undecent guys at Huai Shi's feet, "However, what I care more about is, what have you done?"

"Done what a good-hearted person should do,"

Huai Shi shrugged, spreading her five fingers, and wisps of ash fell from her fingertips: "Look, sometimes, if you want people to recognize reality, it only takes a nightmare."

"..."

Jiaoshan didn't speak, his brows gradually frowned.

I don't know what to do.

Whether to take this madman on the spot or pretend that nothing happened... But no matter what, Luming Pavilion probably won't let it go.

Just as he was pondering, the phone in his arms suddenly rang.

After connecting, his complexion changed slightly, and soon hung up the phone.

"Miss Huaizhi, Master Inue, please."