chun jie di xiao long
Chapter 1004 Eyes Turn!
As for compensation, that was out of the question.
The lady immediately twisted the throttle.
The electric scooter gave off the feeling of a motorcycle,
Doo-doo-doo…
She left directly!
Boss Zhou didn't think much of it. He wasn't the kind of person who liked to interpret every omen as something strange and unpredictable; that kind of life was really tiring.
For example, Boss Zhou always carried the photo he took of Yingying on the mountain of knives at the Eternal Love show in Lijiang in his wallet.
The sky was so blue then, Yingying was so beautiful then,
And nothing bad happened, did it?
The weak believe in these illusory and entangled threads, while the strong prefer to cut through the Gordian knot.
Boss Zhou, with his social conscience, picked up the nearly burned-out remains of the Kongming lantern, made sure they were all extinguished, and then threw them into the trash can.
He took out a wet wipe and carefully cleaned his fingers.
It was getting late,
Time to go home.
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No matter how much wind and rain there was outside,
Whether it was raging waves or scorched earth for miles,
The bookstore was always able to stubbornly maintain its own persistence, like a stubborn stone in the midst of a storm, standing firm.
Early in the morning,
The old Daoist opened the door while yawning,
The little monkey accompanied him in performing a set of punches in the slightly more spacious area in front of the bar on the first floor.
The old Daoist knew some martial arts; ordinary young men couldn't get close to him.
But he had learned a bit of everything, a little from the east, a little from the west, with no sect or system to speak of. But for decades, he had been practicing haphazardly, and had figured out some routines that suited him.
The little monkey followed behind, practicing along; it had memorized most of the movements and stances. When it practiced, it sounded like the wind was blowing. If you listened carefully, you might even hear suppressed vibrations coming from its body.
Over the past year, the little monkey's appetite had obviously increased. Although there was no change in its size, its fur had become more lustrous, and the strength of its bones had reached an astonishing level.
Xu Qinglang also got up, thinking of letting Zhou Ze sleep a little longer every day, so he had been making breakfast these past few days, regardless of whether it was an odd or even day.
The old Daoist, sweating a bit, took a quick shower, changed out of his practice clothes and put on his Daoist robe, then picked up a broom and went to the road in front of the bookstore to sweep.
The old Daoist didn't know if Tongcheng had won the title of a hygienic and civilized city, and this title didn't really affect ordinary people.
Even tourists from other places wouldn't think, "Wow, this is a hygienic and civilized city, how amazing!" and then run over here to travel.
But some habits, once formed, are really hard to change.
The sanitation worker across the road, an older woman, greeted the old Daoist familiarly, and the two chatted across the still-chilly pedestrian street.
The Tongcheng dialect easily raises the voice, drawing out the tones. The older woman was shouting at the top of her lungs, as if to wake up the city that was still half asleep.
If the pedestrian street in front of them were replaced with mountains and rivers, then Liu Sanjie would probably be like this.
A police car pulled up, and old Zhang, sitting in the car, rubbed his tired face vigorously, smacked his lips, opened the car door, and got out.
He had attended last night's gathering, and then went back to his rented room to rest. Who knew that a case would suddenly come up in the middle of the night? It wasn't a big case.
Some guy had suddenly gone crazy, throwing plastic bags filled with urine at people in the alley at night.
Seven or eight people were hit in one night, and were drenched all over.
One pregnant woman vomited so violently that she almost miscarried, and was rushed to the hospital overnight. Fortunately, nothing happened in the end.
Old Zhang led his police officers, using that alley as the center, and spent the entire second half of the night trying to catch that madman, but who knew where he had run off to? Maybe he had had his fun and gone home to sleep, which resulted in the police not finding any clues.
He pushed open the bookstore door,
Xu Qinglang had just brought up a pot of porridge.
"Oh, what a coincidence."
Xu Qinglang pretended not to hear, turned around, and went back to the kitchen to get pickles.
Old Zhang wasn't polite, he ladled himself a large bowl of lean meat porridge and started eating on his own.
Right now, he was hungry and tired, and his stomach needed these things to replenish itself.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, old Zhang got up to get a second bowl, just as Zhou Ze came down the stairs.
"Boss, good morning."
"Yeah, good morning."
Zhou Ze didn't rush to eat. As usual, he first took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and then sat down at the dining table. By this time, Yingying had already helped him ladle the porridge and was sitting next to Zhou Ze, peeling a tea egg for him.
Lawyer An and Feng Si came down together, their eyes bloodshot.
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Qing was also eating breakfast, holding the steamed dumplings that Fangfang had brought in the morning.
The two little companions next to her didn't need to eat anything; after all, they hadn't had breathing or a heartbeat for a year, so there was no consumption to speak of.
The steamed dumplings had a strong smell, but they were really fragrant. Anyway, even *bian hua* (spider lily) oral liquid would be supplied here, so Qing didn't reject eating anymore.
Perhaps because he was tempted by the aroma, the boy on the opposite bed, who had been unconscious for a day, actually smacked his lips and slowly opened his eyes.
In his hand, the banana that the old Daoist had given him had turned a bit black.
The boy sat up in bed, looking dazed,
His face full of question marks,
Where,
Is this?
Qing watched his reaction while taking another bite of the steamed dumplings.
The boy's gaze naturally fell on Qing, and he subconsciously asked:
"Where am I?"
Qing ignored him.
The boy was stunned for a moment, trying to put on a dignified air. Between his brows, a faint layer of ghostly aura began to condense,
He said in a deep voice:
"I'm asking you a question."
After all, he was in the position of a judge, although there was a lot of leeway, he still had some basic status.
To put it another way,
With Di Ting's huge and terrifying physique, do you really think giving it a bath is an easy task?
But even so, the boy found that the little girl opposite him continued to eat.
Could it be that she was a fool?
Qing's movements suddenly stopped,
And with her slightly greasy hand, she swatted at the air in front of her.
"Smack!"
The boy sitting on the hospital bed immediately performed a difficult Thomas Flair maneuver,
And then with a "plop,"
He fell to the ground.
At this moment, he only felt dizzy and his consciousness was a little muddled.
The young judge was inexperienced after all. He had a lot of small thoughts, and he was a person who had seen a lot of big scenes. Even when the former Yama came to see the Bodhisattva or Di Ting, he could say a few words to them.
But the more high-end you play, the more you forget how to deal with the low-end game.
A tiger fallen in the plains is bullied by dogs, maybe it's really because the tiger has no experience in dealing with dogs.
Therefore,
At this time,
The boy started yelling:
"I am a disciple under the Bodhisattva, are you all tired of living, daring to treat me like this!"
Hearing this,
The steamed dumpling in Qing's hand fell onto the quilt.
The boy cautiously looked at Qing's position, and after discovering the little girl's shock, he felt a little relieved, and immediately said:
"Considering this is your first offense, this seat will not bother to haggle with you…"
"Buzz!"
The next moment,
Qing appeared directly in front of the boy,
Her eyes were bloodshot,
With a kind of frantic hysteria.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Qing gritted her teeth and roared:
"Anyone related to the Bodhisattva must die!"
The boy could be said to have shot himself in the foot,
Yesterday she had just learned of the miserable fate of the enforcement team and the Great Boss,
Don't look at Qing's calm appearance now, but the flames of revenge deep in her heart had long been boiling, otherwise she would not have agreed to the conditions put forward by Lawyer An and the others yesterday.
At this moment, a ball of red light and fire rose from the position of Qing's left hand, and in the boy's terrified gaze, she unhesitatingly struck down with the light and fire in her hand!
In this instant,
Hell,
Ten Thousand Yin Mountains,
A huge eye,
Suddenly opened!
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After saying hello to those old friends who were sanitation workers that he was already familiar with, the old Daoist shouldered his broom and prepared to go back for breakfast.
He hadn't taken a few steps back,
When the old Daoist subconsciously touched the tip of his nose,
And then raised his head,
The weather that was originally bright suddenly turned gloomy, and the wind began to pick up.
"Is it going to rain?"
The old Daoist quickly ran back to the bookstore; the clothes he had just washed and spun dry in the morning were still hanging outside!
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Lawyer An and Xu Qinglang, who had just finished breakfast, were squatting together on the curb in front of the bookstore,
Each with a cigarette,
Smoking listlessly.
"Hehe, not used to it, are you?" Lawyer An said gloatingly, seeing Feng Si's tired face.
People from the underworld who have just come up for a few days are often very unaccustomed to this predicament of being unable to sleep and rest.
Feng Si exhaled a smoke ring,
And said:
"If I had known, I would have brought Cuihua with me."
"Cuihua has this function?" Lawyer An was a little surprised.
"Her sauerkraut can relieve fatigue."
"Really? Cuihua didn't put medicine in it, did she?"
"It's psychological."
Lawyer An curled his lips, and was just about to open his mouth to satirize him when the sky suddenly darkened.
Lawyer An raised his head,
And immediately reached out and pushed Feng Si,
And said:
"Something seems to be happening."
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"Ding-dong."
Boss Zhou dropped the sugar cube into the coffee cup in front of him,
And was just about to pick up the spoon to stir it,
When deep in his heart,
Suddenly, a touch of throbbing came.
Boss Zhou reached out and took out the *sha bi* (stupid pen), poked his chest, and warned:
"There are only nine left, you're not allowed to eat any today!"
"…………" Ying Gou.