Metaphysics Live: Fate friends, with all due respect

"I don't want it! I don't want it! All I need is Mommy! Mom, you're back! The wind blew his crotch and his ass was cold and he cried again.

"You kid! After Mom is gone, you have to be strong! Don't look like a child who doesn't grow up anymore, otherwise mom won't be at ease even if she gets down. You know?

Also, don't live with resentment. Don't be upset about what you've done. Let go of these senseless emotions and move forward boldly. After

the mother who was cold in the crotch of his pants said to him, he smiled at him again: "Mom is gone." You have to take care. When

the wind blows the crotch of his pants and the ass is cold, he reaches out to grab her.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, a dark bronze door appeared behind the mother of the wind-blown crotch butt, the door opened, and his mother disappeared in front of the wind-blown crotch butt cool.

"Mom!"

The wind blows the crotch of the pants and the ass is cold.

So he shouted out loud.

The sailors in the live broadcast room, looking at the content played in the live broadcast room, fell silent.

In the scene just now, although the mobile phone fell to the ground, the angle was better, so I filmed the scene just now.

And I don't know what the reason is, the picture of the wind blowing the crotch and saying goodbye to my mother happened to let everyone see it.

The sailors in the live broadcast room were silent after that.

have typed on the screen; [Condolences! After

the fight.

Some people who are more emotionally rich have begun to deduct words crazily again: [I really cried to death! The mother of "the wind blows the crotch and the butt is cold" is really kind! But how could such a kind person be killed? Heaven is so unfair. 【

Yes! My old men are crying so much. Damn it! There are more and more knives in the live broadcast of anchors. Damn it! I'm going to send a blade to the streamer!

[This doesn't seem to have anything to do with the anchor, right? ] If it weren't for the anchor, I'm afraid that the wind blows the crotch and the ass are cold, and I won't forgive myself in this life, and I will live in guilt. After all, he would have thought that he had killed his mother. But with his mother's guidance, at least he can look forward. 【

Yes, yes, yes!】 I also think the anchor did the right thing! How can you blame the anchor, and it's not the anchor's mother who killed the crotch and the butt is cold, so don't be angry, okay? The

wind blew the crotch of the pants and the ass was cold, and I collapsed in place and cried for a long time.

And the sailors in the live broadcast room have also waited for a long time.

Zhang Tianle is quietly drawing.

It was at this moment that the phone was picked up.

The one who picked up the phone was the little policeman just now.

He's actually been indoors all the time.

It's just that he didn't bother the wind blowing his crotch and ass cold.

Until he's cried enough now.

He stepped forward, picked up the phone, walked to the side where the wind was blowing his crotch and the butt was cold, and handed him the phone: "Condolences and change!" Let's go. I'll send you home first. With

that, he glanced at the location of the refrigerator.

He didn't mention the meat that belonged to his mother's crotch and butt in the fridge in the refrigerator, because these meats still needed to be tested by Forensic Qin Doctor, and only after the test was completed could everything be determined.

Because a lot of it is still Zhang Tianle's subjective speculation.

The reality is that of an evidence-based society.

Only when there is evidence can those outlaws be arrested.

He looked regretfully at the phone that was clenched tightly by the wind in the crotch of his pants.

Before, he still thought that after completing this case, he could still buy a charm with Zhang Tianle to keep him safe.

But now is clearly not a good opportunity.

At least he has to send the wind blowing his crotch and fart cold, and the wind blowing his crotch and fart has just experienced the pain of losing his mother, and some words can't be said in front of the wind blowing his crotch and fart cold.

Because that's rude.

The wind blows the crotch of his pants and the ass is cold, and he is supported by the little policeman and walks out the door.

Before leaving, he looked back at the refrigerator.

Finally he gritted his teeth and left.

He knew he couldn't take his mother with him.

If he really took his mother, then his mother really died in vain.

If he can't slash that beast with his own hands, then he will watch that demon be sentenced to death anyway!

He clenched his fists and clenched his gums.

"In this case, he will at least be sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of political rights for life." The policeman seemed to know what he was thinking, and sighed.

There are a lot of demons who really deserve to die, and even dying ten times a hundred times is not too much.

But the laws of the country are lenient.

It is rare to directly sentence a person to death.

The wind blows the crotch of the pants and the ass is cool and silent.

He just wanted him dead.

"Sometimes, death is also a relief." The cop tapped him on the shoulder.

Spending the rest of your life in a dark cell where you have lost your freedom is sometimes more terrible than death.

Seeing that he continued to be silent, the policeman pointed to the mobile phone with the wind blowing his crotch and his fart, and asked him: "You are still connected to the live broadcast of the anchor, do you have anything to let the anchor count?" "

He's going to distract him.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that this kid would do something stupid.

The wind blows the crotch of the pants, the butt is cold, and the eyes light up.

Oh, yes!

He's also connected with the anchor!

Why didn't he think to ask the anchor.

Thinking of this, he picked up his phone.

The wind blows the crotch and stares at Zhang Tianle, with anticipation in his eyes: "Anchor, I want you to help me calculate, when will this beast die!"

"Five years later." Zhang Tianle said lightly: "He was tortured by stomach cancer and died." And from tomorrow onwards, every day spent in prison, he will be tortured by his own spirit, and he will see those who died at his hands, chasing him every day and questioning him, forcing him to go crazy, and his life will be worse than death. Hearing

Zhang Tianle's words, the wind blew his crotch and his ass were cold, and there was finally a smile on his face.

It seems that this is better than killing him directly: "That's good! That's good! As long as he's not doing well, I'm relieved.

"Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" Zhang Tianle looked at him: "If not, I will connect with other friends." The

wind blew his crotch and shook his head at Zhang Tianle: "No." Thank you anchor for helping me find my mother. "

Although my mother died tragically, it didn't turn into mooncakes and then be eaten by others.

This is a blessing in misfortune.

If there was no anchor this time, he didn't dare to think deeply about what the consequences would be.

Zhang Tianle nodded, and hung up the microphone that was cool with the wind blowing his crotch and buttocks.

After hanging up the microphone connection with him, Zhang Tianle glanced at the backstage: "Now I have to invite the next friend Yanyu is also tender, and the microphone is connected."

When Zhang Tianle said this, the live broadcast room suddenly became lively: "Anchor, don't!" We still have questions for you! We just want to ask, did the mooncakes filled with human flesh made by the demon really be eaten in the end? Who ate it?

Zhang Tianle glanced at the barrage: "You won't want to know the real answer." "

If you know too much, you won't be able to eat mooncakes.

Look, for the sake of his friends to have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, he didn't tell them that terrible answer, how kind he was.