Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

The anchor raised his mobile phone with his left hand to broadcast live, and his right hand grabbed a hamburger—even though most people were watching the scene.

After he finished eating a hamburger, two family barrels, and three glasses of Coke, the big leader who "speaks only a few words" put down the microphone with a lot of meaning.

He followed the leader's words, which probably meant that most of the time, the yang world and the underworld do not interfere with each other, and if criminal disputes or civil disputes arise during life, they should strictly follow the law of the flower growers.After death, go to the underworld, and then liquidate separately.There is absolutely no saying that after the punishment in the yang world, everything will be fine in the underworld.

"It does seem harsh, but if you don't break the law, don't you need to worry about going to jail twice?" The chief blinked playfully. Due to the distance, no one received his "comfort".

The anchor listened to the riots of the people on the street, and complained to his live broadcast room: "What are they worried about? I think what the chief said is okay. It is not breaking the law. You need to worry about the heavy punishment between the world and the world. Those who break the law... sorry , Brother Zhu said that if you tease me here today, you deserve it if you broke the law!"

There was a stream of rewards and praises in the live broadcast room, and the anchor happily thanked them one by one.

"Barrage: Brother Pig, what do you think of the Tenth Hell?"

The tenth hell used to "return the other's way with the other's way"?

The anchor subconsciously looked up.

There are already punished criminals in hell, and out of human rights, there are mosaics.

That man became a boy in hell who was abducted into the mountains, humiliated, beaten and scolded, chained up and locked in a cellar.

According to the characteristics of the Tenth Hell that the chief executive said before, that is to say, the person imprisoned inside is a scum who indulges in human trafficking!

Disgust flashed across the anchor's face.

When he watched the live broadcast room again, several barrages were mobilized and attacked.

"Danmaku: That man is so pitiful. Although he sold people to traffickers, he didn't know that traffickers would sell people to the mountains. Besides, he didn't collect money. Who knows if the person who was sold hurt him? .Am I the only one who thinks his punishment is too much, too humiliating?"

"Reply barrage: Yes, only you think."

"Reply to the barrage: Get lost, you who speak for the traffickers, I wish you will be sold in the future! Be raped! Be treated like a beast!"

"Reply to the barrage: Long time see you, there are still people talking to traffickers in 8202?"

"Danmaku: I think the use of the tenth hell by the country is too much. Who hasn't made a mistake? The ancients said that if you know your mistakes, you can correct them. Is there anything good about it?"

"Reply to the barrage: You are right, you can correct your mistakes, and there is nothing good about it, but he didn't make a mistake, he broke the law."

"Reply to the barrage: I really want to smash the heads of you godfather whores and mother whores with a hammer!"

"Barrage: Don't be too busy hammering the dog's head, the judge has made a move!"

Jiang Xingxiu had thought that someone would question him, so he used magic to replay the scene.

It was Xia Zhengyu who gave the trafficker a special talisman, which allowed the trafficker to stun Xia Zhiyi.

It was also Xia Zhengyu who was the inner ghost and used the dragon veins to interfere with the secrets of heaven, so that no celestial master could figure out where Xia Zhiyi was.

Finally, when asking Xia Zhengyu if he knew what Xia Zhiyi was about to encounter, he replied——

know.

Above, except for the face of the trafficker, everything has a mosaic.

The whole country was in an uproar.

Words such as "little beast", "human scum", and "pervert" were used countless times, and the clamor about "human flesh" reached its peak.

The judge leaves.

Oh, not leaving the plane, but leaving the front of the chief.

"If you have anything to do, you can go to Jiang Xingxiu, who majored in history at University A, he is the human body of this seat."

Jiang Xingxiu just registered himself with the government.

He knew very well that after he said it, the eighteen generations of his ancestors would be investigated to the bottom.

Jiang Xingxiu is not afraid, the background information embedded in the system will not be wrong. No matter how the country checks, it can only find out that Jiang Jiagen is Zheng Miaohong. His grandfather is a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War. His parents have both served in the army. Doing business, leaving all the family property, they all fell ill and passed away in two or three years.

——Those are Jiang Xingxiu's real background, copied and pasted by the system.

Jiang Xingxiu pushed open the dormitory door and found that Mung Dou was chatting with her brother who had been out of school for half a year in the dormitory.

The two turned their heads at the same time when they heard the door open.

Jiang Xingxiu put on a friendly social attitude: "Bai Bi, are you coming back to study?"

The brother smiled reservedly: "No, I will drop out when I come back."

Mung Dou screamed: "Huh? Dropped out of school? I got admitted to University A with great difficulty, why did I drop out? Did something happen to my family? Let's talk about it for seven or eight months. Tell your brothers, maybe Can I help you?"

"No need." Bai Bi took half a step back without any trace, and smirked: "I have nothing difficult, it's just that my family found a way for me to immigrate."

Mung Dou has not yet reacted: "Oh, go abroad, where? The ivy of the bald eagle?"

"He's talking about immigrants." Jiang Xingxiu flipped through Mao Xuan, casually: "You have to call him an international friend from now on."

"Uh..." Mung Dou scratched his head stupidly, "Congratulations?"

"Pfft." Jiang Xingxiu covered her smile with a book.

"Thank you." Bai Bi looked around the dormitory, "Hey, the school is willing to install an air purifier? I remember that there was only an air conditioner before I left."

Mung Dou: "Coincidentally, not long after you left school, the government allocated one to the school, and each dormitory has one."

"Yeah, that's exactly what socialism is good for. It's so easy to find new energy, negotiate a good price with foreign countries, and care about your own people first. Unlike the Bald Eagle, although many schools installed air purifiers a few years ago, the It’s all at their own expense, it’s not expensive for them, and it’s basically the starting price.”

Bai Bi seemed to be sighing and admiring. Mung Dou always felt that something was wrong, and felt that he was thinking too much, which sounded like praising socialism.

Mung Dou called Bai Bi's words to Xia An.

"Mung Bean: Help me find out what's wrong? It's weird."

"Xia An: Hehe, what he means is that no matter how good our country is, our life is tight, and the installation of air purifiers is several years behind the outside. For them it's sprinkle water."

Jiang Xingxiu smiled: "Hehe, yes, we are only a developing country, and we are still a developing country that likes to worry about the sky. We always think that we should not rely entirely on aura, and we must grasp it with both hands. It is a pity that we have climbed the technology tree in recent years. Not very good, it can cure the smog in the capital, and selling it to the rotten country will only increase the funds by a mere 5%. I heard that the bald eagle is a purification talisman that is directly attached, and I never worry about the aura suddenly disappearing one day. Confidence is indeed the bearing of a big country."

Bai Bi raised his eyebrows: "An insider?"

Only people in the circle will know from his new energy that it is about the new energy of cultivation, and then find out that he is a practitioner, and then hate him through related aspects.

"No wonder when I came back, I felt that the dormitory had a ghostly atmosphere."

"A 300-year-old pen fairy."

"You drove it away?"

"It is."

Bai Bi was a little moved, "Do you want to go abroad with me? With your talent, they will definitely be willing to train you well."