Behind him was a colleague he knew, with a crazy look on his face, looking at him excitedly: "Devil! You are finally dead! You devil! On behalf of God, I will send you back to the damn hell—— "

"Eh... What is he afraid of are demons?" The female voice on the top was puzzled, doing reading comprehension: "Has he seen demons? Or does it refer to something—could it refer to me?"

Poseidon Poseidon pursed her lips, turned and walked over, turned around, and the metal blade protruding from her leg cut the opponent's throat cleanly and neatly.

The warrior who shot away the demon fell to his knees clutching his throat, and gradually fell silent, but his face had a peaceful expression of being able to go to heaven.

There was no pain when he left, at least he felt very happy.

"That's my toy—" His Highness the Tyrant protested dissatisfiedly.

"... Enough." Poseidon Poseidon looked up at her: "Let them go where they should go."

"So why can you kill people while acting like you're giving them relief? Are you villains so arrogant?"

The figure jumped down from the top of the container and came out of the darkness, revealing a delicate face and the gorgeous black armor of the page game: "Do you know what they did to me?"

Poseidon Boji didn't answer, but just looked at her deeply.

His Highness the Tyrant stretched out his hand to poke Brooke's tight elasticity wrapped in leather: "They tore up my clothes, and hurt me with such a big, black and hard thing, and even—"

"enough."

"You are very attractive, young man."

Poseidon Boji looked into the eyes of Xuanjia girl, showing pity: "I can see that you are tired, so let's end this."

"Oh, you understand again, you understand again." His Royal Highness Tyrant put his hands on his non-existent chest: "I haven't played enough yet."

"I'm the same as you. I stayed in the special prison for three years because I was tired of these things." Poseidon Poseidon turned her head and walked back: "I don't know if it's you who looks pure and ignorant, or the strong man now. It's you who is overbearing, but let me give them a good time if I can."

His Highness the Tyrant narrowed his eyes slightly: "Did you see it?"

"What did you see?" Poseidon Poji looked back, with an indifferent expression, as if she hadn't said anything just now.

"How did you get it?"

"...eyes, the eyes are the windows to the soul, you can't change through disguise."

"I should have added curtains to the windows if I knew it earlier." His Highness the Tyrant took out a makeup mirror to look at his peerless face: "Is this easy to see?"

"It's not easy, but you are very tired now, so it's easy." While talking, Brooke silently cleaned these people who had fallen into madness.

When the red and blue lights that kept yelling ulah ulla appeared nearby, she closed the eyes of the last person and put them in the corner.

His Royal Highness the Tyrant was sitting on the top of the container, blowing the wind, focusing on making up in the small mirror.

Someone drove up from the other side. Brooke looked up, and the people who got out of the car looked over. No one spoke.

After a few seconds, Supervisor Jenny lowered her head slightly: "Thanks for your hard work."

And the crying cat Maotou next to Supervisor Jenny was looking for the figure of His Highness the Tyrant, holding a bottle of red wine with a quarter of it left in his arms.

"Can you still see it now?" A voice came from the top of the container.

Everyone looked up, met her gaze, and couldn't help looking away.

The sharpness emanating from the phoenix eyes is like a real knife...

The weeping cat raised the red wine in his arms: "Miss Bernice asked me to bring it to you."

"what?"

"wine."

"There are many?"

"...There's still a quarter left."

"Open a new bottle, and you can take the quarter back." His Royal Highness the Tyrant jumped down from the top of the container: "I don't care how they divide it, I want half."

Their wine is not wine, but a quarter is really a quarter. To put it bluntly, it is just a distribution of benefits.

"But--"

"But what? If I beat my life to death, I will give me a quarter? Are you rich?"

"But there is only one brand new bottle left, and I gave it to someone else."

"Take it back, it's mine!" His Highness the Tyrant clenched his fist and grabbed it: "I want it all!"

"Give it to Mr. Ai Rulong." Weeping Mao Maotou said in a low voice, "I just sent it over."

"...but what does he, Ai Rulong, have to do with me, Lu Yanqing?"

"?"

"Why don't you discuss it with Spicy Chicken and pretend that Ai Rulong didn't actually have any daughters?"

"??"

"I don't like money, really, so I cut off the wild and strong brothers, can I share two more? You can contact them and say that I am a treat, and everyone comes out to eat barbecue..."

"???"

PS: continue tomorrow

Section 526 0523-I want to touch fish tonight (for April Blade 27/27

Japan·Dongdu·China Street Food Stalls

A large group of friends were eating and drinking lively, and pots of barbecue were brought up and placed on the table.

The students of Dongdu Students' Federation and their friends from Dongshan University hooked up shoulder to shoulder and were brought into the appearance of huskies. It only took such a little time from the initial restraint to the present together.

No one can resist harmonization - no!

And in a corner of the food stall, there are the current Blue Star Big Four.

The handsome young man who represents Europa—Brother Strong!Randolph Zeppelin!

Represents the queen behind the scenes of Millikin - spicy chicken shreds!Bernice Mellon!

Ordinary ordinary college students who cannot represent the Republic—khaki color is wild!Zhuang...cough!

And representing herself, Blue Star is currently the only natural evolutionary, Alia!

Alia, the only natural evolutionary person, slapped the greasy table, very puzzled: "Do you think there is any reason for this? Ah? Anyone can see through my vest—or the eyes are the windows of the soul, What, those cataracts are caused by replacing the windows with frosted glass?"

"Calm down, calm down..." Brother Qiangqiang kindly handed her a can of Kirin beer: "Nobody wants this kind of thing to happen."

Among the beers in this book, the most famous ones are Asahi, Kirin and Sapporo. The characteristic of Kirin is its fragrance, and the aroma of wheat is particularly obvious. This kind of beer is very suitable for adding atmosphere in food stalls. Basically, everyone can smell it after opening two cans Hi up.

"How did you find me in the first place?" Aliya raised her head and took a sip of beer, smashing her mouth: "Eh? This is a little sweeter than the same type in China!"

"The water quality in China is different, so it's normal for the foundry." The khaki color interjected wildly.

"Shut up! I'll deal with you later!" Aliya glared at him, don't think that everyone can run away because they are good sisters!

"That's entirely because you didn't hide it at the time." Brother Qiang scratched his face. At the Tingfengshui Pavilion in the Song Family Manor, it was basically Alia who exposed her aura and had nothing to do with him.

Of course, if you have to say it, the milk beer rhubarb's "this place is safe" poisonous milk is also the main reason.

Thinking of this, Brother Qiangqiang threw a bottle of beer to his bodyguard captain: "Yale, what do you think of the environment here?"

Everyone stopped talking, looked over subconsciously, and their expressions became dignified.

What happened tonight is not a trivial matter. The door of truth with full firepower is playing the brutal style of the Ninth Bureau of the Republic. They have a lot of food at the food stalls, and the other big cats and kittens in the dark world have been pulled from the list. .

The Metropolitan Police Department is currently questioning the Ninth Bureau very seriously-did you do it!

The Ninth Bureau asked them even if they did it by themselves, so what?

So the Metropolitan Police Department suggested to them with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, remember to report to the official first for this kind of fireworks show in the future, otherwise it would be bad if it hurts the flowers and plants...

The milk beer Rhubarb held the beer and did not dare to open it, looking at the messy environment here worriedly: "There are too many people in this place, I don't think it is very safe, if possible, I suggest going back to the hotel immediately, the cafeteria is also fine Prepare the right food."

In an instant, the atmosphere brightened up.

Everyone turned their heads and continued to eat and drink in peace. Alia waved at Aunt Liguang and said, "Let the people from Sea Otter Logistics check the inside of the hotel. There may be mice in there."

The khaki wildly picked up the draft beer: "Cheers!"

"Cheers~"

The milk beer rhubarb has a melancholy face—why do these bosses always refuse to listen?

But forget it, fortunately, the youngest of my family has always been blessed...

He opened the beer and took a sip, and continued to stand loyally behind Brother Strong as the background board.

Behind Miss Bernice stood Weeping Mao Maotou, who was currently studying how to eat a bunch of roasted kidneys.

Although she still looks like an assistant holding a tablet, which is quite incompatible with the style of food stalls, she is the one who eats the most among the people present besides Alia. I glanced sideways more than once, and the more I looked, the more meaningful it became.

This cat head, there is something!

Aunt Liguang stood behind Alia and helped to serve the food. The owner of the food stall here is a well-known specialist in grilled skewers in Chinatown, although he doesn't know why there is such a sudden reservation to eat barbecue in the middle of the night in winter. I'm a fool who lacks customers, but I don't want to be a bastard if I have money. At this moment, the barbecue is very cheerful, and the table is very diligent.

A few bites tore off a fresh and tender rib that was just served, and Aliya licked her fingers: "Wild, you want to end too?"

"Which side?" Khaki Wild said that he had been going to the market a lot recently, and he didn't know which stall it was.

"My dad's there."

"Yes, we pooled a sum of money. Although uncle's plan is secret, the flow of funds at this level can only be done mentally or unintentionally. If we really want to investigate, we can't hide it."

In modern society, in the information age, if tens of billions of funds are running around without any movement, that would be scary.

"So you use me as a tool man?!"

Aliya wanted to slap the table again, but there was a new dish on the table, she gestured with her hand and felt that the slap would knock everything over.

Everyone hurriedly picked up the pots, pans and bowls in front of them. The little Taoist Liguang held the skewers in her mouth horizontally, and picked up the beer from herself and the senior sister with her little hands, and also brought a plate of freshly delivered beer. The charcoal-grilled chicken skin was taken over, and it wobbled on top of the beer glass in a juggling gesture.

Alia slapped the empty table with satisfaction, and the rickety table made a "creak--" sound, firmly bearing the weight that life shouldn't bear.

Then everyone put the things back one by one, eat and drink, and continue chatting.

"It's not about treating you as a tool. It's all a plan of spicy chicken shreds. I just want to help." The khaki-colored pottery said truthfully, and pointed at the frowning man who was tasting roasted leeks with the iron pick in his hand. Miss Bernice: "Old Qi and I actually don't know anything."

Whether Arya believed it or not, it was obvious that he himself did.

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