The copper hammer is let go, and his head is about to move.
At the moment when the copper hammer in Sun Jingchun's hand was "accidentally" released, Li Muye thought of Li Qizhi.
I remember that I wandered around the world with him that year, and the first lesson in the arena was to talk about the rules of the world.
At that time, Li Muye asked: What are the rules
Li Qizhi replied: Rules are the range of behaviors set by those who follow the rules. There must be rules within three steps. There are rivers and lakes, temples have temples, and families have families. Whoever is the matter, who decides the rules. A person who obeys the rules can never make the rules. But there is a price to be paid for not following the rules, unless you have the strength to go beyond the rules.
Once you jump out, you can set rules for others.
Li Muye asked again: What should I do if I don’t want to behave or make rules for others
Li Qizhi said: The universe is round and round, and it is an unruly meritorious work. Beyond the rules, there are big and big things. If you have the ability to jump out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements, you can naturally not abide by the rules, and you don’t have to set rules for others. "Li Qizhi paused here when he said, and said with a smile: That's a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world. You and me, ordinary people, let's fight for a chance to set the rules.
Thoughts returned to the front, a silver light flashed, and the copper hammer was split into two pieces with a single knife, but everyone present did not even see Xiaofen's movement of his legs clearly.
"It seems that this was an accident?" Li Muye stood up and said to Shen Peijun: "Mr. Shen, it seems that I am going to be wrong with you today, so I won't accompany you all the time." He said, ignoring other people. With Xiaofen in front of each other, they walked straight away.
Shen Peijun was dumbfounded, sat down on the sofa, and said to himself: "How do you say this."
Meng Qingfu's face was iron, looking at Sun Jingchun. The latter shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Meng, don't worry, he is protected by an expert. I didn't bring a guy to take advantage of it today. I will bring a powerful weapon and go straight to the door to discuss it with him."
"Do you just let him go like this?" Bao Wentao leaned over, unwilling to say, "Apart from the old grandson, don't we have any other arrangements?"
Meng Qingfu said: "This is a society under the rule of law. We are already working on the line. Don't think that after a few days of being a young and Dangerous boy, you can really do whatever you want. Grandson's hammer killed him. We can explain it as an accident. But if you get a bunch of people to shoot him and kill him without knowing the background, it's purely seeking death."
In the business car, Ye Hong and Chun Yu Bingbing were handcuffed with their hands upside down. Opposite them was a sturdy short-haired man with a snake tattoo on his neck. The gloomy eyes glanced at Chunyu Bingbing from time to time.
"The era of the flurry of demons is back." Ye Hong said to Chunyu Bingbing again: "It's just that he came out to pretend to be a man after changing his skin, and those things are still inside."
Chunyu Bingbing didn't answer his words, sighed, and said, "Lao Ye, you are old. In the past, whoever bastard dared to look at me with this kind of eyes, you dug out his eyes as pinballs. NS."
"I don't want to know more about the other party, right?" Ye Hong said again: "It's a child's game to be jealous. We are all this age." Taking a look at the tattooed man, he asked: "Little bunny, you are Isn't it lack of maternal love?"
"I'm not dead, you owe you a punch?" The tattooed man put the gun back in his arms and clenched his fist.
Ye Hong looked around in the car again. There were a total of four young men with guns and live ammunition, all of whom were cold-faced and black-faced. He barked his teeth at the headed tattooed man: "Little bastard, is your fist used to massage your wife? Some kind of come over and give him comfort." As he said, he tilted his head and handed the cheek gang up.
Chunyu Bingbing said: "You fight back, don't splash my whole body of blood. My clothes are handmade from Singapore, and I don't plan to wash them."
Tattooed man hits with his fist!
The cheeks that Ye Hong handed up again swiftly passed his fist, his mouth pressed against the tattooed man’s neck, and the thin knife light flashed on his lips. The tattooed man’s arteries were cut open and blood spurted wildly. come out.
Chunyu Bingbing was splashed with blood and ran away suddenly. Suddenly thick smoke billowed in the commercial vehicle, and the driver subconsciously stepped on the emergency system. Ye Hong broke free of the handcuffs again, pulled the car door, and jumped out. Behind him, Chunyu slowly got out of the car, carrying the blood-stained clothes in his hands.
There were no more people living in the commercial vehicle, and all five people, including the driver, bleed through seven holes.
"Should I take an antidote?" Chunyu Bingbing took out a small football-shaped leather bag from his carrying bag.
Ye Hong was angry again: "Can't you control it? Isn't it just a few drops of blood? As for such a big killing?"
Chunyu Bingbing said, "I'm already trying my best to control it. Otherwise, what do you think of me, do you think those little boys are very happy with me?"
"Crazy woman." Ye Hong took the custom-made top from her again, ignited with a shake of his hand, and said: "You made five lives for the big thing."
"Don't blame me, you know I can't control myself when I'm anxious." Chunyu Bingbing said, "Besides, it's not that I asked you to fish me out."
Ye Hong said again: "The question is what should I do now?"
"What do you do?" Chunyu Bingbing said: "Are you a man or me a man?"
"I am a woman, you are a man, you can make an idea." Ye Hong said shamelessly.
Chunyu Bingbing couldn't help but cursed, "I'm not serious, didn't he say that when he was lying on other people last night."
While talking, Ye Hong had walked to the side of the commercial vehicle again, and looked around at the surrounding environment. They were already far out of the city. At this moment, they were stuck on a small road towards the mountains, and no one was seen around. Leaned into the car, pulled these boys out one by one, and placed them on the ground. Observed the direction of the wind, then walked up the limelight and snapped his fingers.
With a puff, the flames suddenly burst, and the bodies of the five people instantly burned.
Chunyu Bingbing frowned and hid his nose, and said, "Lao Ye, you can't improve the formula of this ghost fire, it tastes too disgusting."
Ye Hong said again: "The stuff handed down by the ancestors, you should be the poison for your play, you can mix it up casually."
The flames were raging, and the five corpses had been burned to a handful of ashes in less than five minutes and were blown away by the wind, leaving only five traces of human figures. Ye Hong tore the blood-stained mat from the car again, swept away the traces, and the mat turned into a ball of fire and dispersed. Everything was clean, as if there had never been these five people in this world.
"Do you still plan to keep this car?" Chunyu Bingbing asked.
Ye Hong said again: "Otherwise, shall we go back?"
The two got into the car, Ye Hong drove again, and Chunyu Bingbing sat next to him and asked, "What do you think of this matter?"
Ye Hong said again: "It must be an old friend who knows your name and my name. Even fewer can awaken Wang Baoshu. What I want to know most now is why he is looking for us."
Chunyu Bingbing said: "Then why did you do it just now, didn't we just plan to go with them to have a look?"
Ye Hong was angry again: "I see that little bastard is angry."
Chunyu Bingbing pursed his mouth and smiled triumphantly: "Old ruffian, I thought you really didn't care anymore."
When he reached the highway ahead, Ye Hong stopped the car again, and after the two got off the car, they set off another fire. Walking hand in hand along the highway towards the city.
Li Muye was lying on the ground, covered with only a blanket.
Xiaofen is standing in the middle of her chest, one foot on the man's back, and she is still holding a book in her hand. She seems to be attentive, but in fact there are a lot of things.
"Will you invest in your feelings?" Li Muye said: "I'm going out to find someone to press you but you still don't let me. If you don't want to give me a good press for yourself."
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"Yeah." Xiaofen agreed, and the quality of service still remained at the absent-minded level.
"Which good book is so fascinating to read?" Li Muye glanced back.
"Okay, I won't read it." Xiaofen threw aside the old linear version of the Republic of China book that Teacher Cao gave to introduce pictographic boxing, and took the initiative to sit on the man's lap and replaced it with a two-hand massage. While pressing, he said: "Uncle, are you very worried about this peace meeting?" Then he said: "Since you know that the other party is not easy to provoke, why bother to refuse?"
"I would rather be a chicken head than a cow queen." Li Muye said: "The head is responsible for eating meat, and the butt is responsible for shit. Is this difficult to understand?"
"But after listening to what they said, I really think this peace meeting is very good. With so many powerful characters, I am looking forward to it."
Li Muye said: "A truly powerful person will not spend too much time on pleasing and attaching to others. The so-called circles and resources are just derivatives. The most important thing is to improve their internal strength. Only when others come to kiss me, I am a phoenix tree, and the phoenix comes to dwell, I am the sea, and the rivers come together, and the flowers come with butterflies. Only when you reach that level, you will have a corresponding circle, not the other way around. …"
Xiaofen suddenly bent down and completely leaned on Li Muye's back. The full touch brought endless beautiful thoughts.
This kind of ambiguous relationship has been for a while, but the long-legged girl has never really been in ecstasy.
"Uncle, never leave me, okay?" Her little hand blocked his mouth, and then gently stroked the beard on the corner of the man's lips, gently: "I'm really afraid that one day I will lose you."
"We are all alive." Li Muye felt the intimate contact with his back, his heart itching.
"I called my dad yesterday." She slowly slid to her side from her back, looked sideways, her eyes met, and Li Muye asked nervously, "Did you tell him about us?"
"I can't bear it anymore." Xiaofen said, unbuttoning the chest button.
The atmosphere was completely different from the casual banter and playfulness in the past. Li Muye felt heavy, turned over and lay on his back, trying to control himself not to look at her, and asked: "What did your dad say?"
"My dad said that when I grow up, I know the importance of some things." Xiaofen said quietly: "He is a little sad, but he is not very opposed to me being with you."
Just listen to this, if Lao Lu doesn't care, he will live to hell.
"You will never find anyone in this world who cares more about you than Lao Lu." Li Muye said, "He must be very sad now."
"Uncle, it was hard for me to convince him. If you don't love me well, then I'm really sorry for your old friend." Xiaofen suddenly turned over and pulled up the red quilt he had prepared earlier to cover the two people. Body... (End of this chapter)