Here Lies The Wicked

Just think of doing it.

This is a matter of his life, without any delay.

Fang put away his phone and just looked up and saw that the old god stick did not know when, he hooked up with the widow who had looked at his hand again.

This is a time when men and women are talking about life, about ideals, about economic development under the iron fist of socialism and about great prospects.

“No, it's killing me again! ”

The old baton suddenly felt two strands tight, and when he turned his head, he looked straight up.

Afterwards, Fang was leaving Brother Li's house and preparing to go directly to the Tsim Mountain Quarry.

The old god stick looked at the peach color in front of him, the widow with a rich body resembling a perfumed peach. He also looked at the lonely shadow that Fang had left alone in his eyes. The old god stick bit his teeth and stomped his foot. After rushing to ask the widow for a WeChat, he rushed to chase the right shadow.

Don't look at the old baton, he's in his fifties, but the speed of this leg is not nothing short of a young man, he quickly chases upright and his body is very hard.

Looking at the old god stick, he can't help but look at the old god stick a few more times. Originally, he didn't expect the Old Goddess to follow him. Many Old Goddess sticks or few Old Goddess sticks had no effect on him.

When Fang was leaving the village, he happened to pass through Li Lao San's door.

Indeed, as he expected, many villagers were still surrounded near the ruins of Li Laozi's house, even at this time the sky was bright, and more people were watching the village than they had previously seen.

Precisely not long after that, the police will soon intervene.

Once the police are present in the village in front of the gate, the Special Operations Department personnel are afraid that they will soon also be present in the village in front of the gate.

Therefore, the party must find the behind-the-scenes one step ahead of the Special Operations Department. If someone from the Special Operations Department also intervened, he did not think that the person who had been involved would eventually escape the full pursuit of the Special Operations Department.

The old god stick followed Fang Zheng, through the wind and rain corridor of the village in front of the door, he saw Fang was about to leave the village. He wondered where Fang Zheng was going?

So Fang said the location.

The old Goddess club made Fang wait for him for a moment. Soon after, the old Goddess club actually drove over a 1.4-round old Jetta, and then indicated that Fang was getting in the car.

Looking at the old god stick sitting in the driver's seat, there was an accident: "Old god stick, is this your car? ”

“People wear clothes against saddles, and good horses naturally wear saddles.” The old god stick is a little self-righteous.

“Well, isn't it a pleasant surprise? Isn't that a surprise? ”

When Fang was sitting in the passenger seat, he smelled heavy muddy water in the car and moldy fabric. Even if the old god stick has opened all the windows, it still can't hide the smell inside the car, so there is no saying: “Old god stick, are you a water tanker? ”

Rubbing his hands, he smiled: "Don't look at it as a water truck. As long as it doesn't go high speed, it drives like a normal car. Most importantly, it's only a few thousand dollars, and it can be split over two years. ”

There is some understanding of the water tanker.

In recent years, domestic weather has been abnormal, often immobile, which is a hundred years of difficult weather, so there are a lot of floods in the city, and you can see the sea when you go out, which leads to a lot of water tankers flowing into the used car market.

Hundreds of thousands of water trucks, only fifty or sixty thousand at the end of the day, is not unusual.

It's not surprising that the old Jetta bubble truck can be picked up for thousands of dollars by the old god stick.

The old god stick drove while watching the square from time to time. He repeatedly stopped talking like a rat stealing Buddha's lamp oil. He frowned: “The old god stick you swallowed up, what are you trying to say? ”

“Little brother, last night... where's that doll you were with?” The old god stick looked like a constipated face, held up a few kilometers of road, and finally sneaked out.

The old god stick refers to people who are naturally Go-sook paintings.

After that, he turned his head and looked around.

I don't know what the old god stick went through in the village in front of the door, but how much psychological shadow was left in the heart of the old god stick to make him look like a bird in a bow.

“Drive well, this is Panshan Road, watch out for the continuous bend signs in front. ”

After seeing the club restock the steering wheel, he asked back: "Why? ”

“Need me to call her over? ”

Rumor has it, the hand of the old god shakes, almost can't hold the steering wheel, an old face like a daisy look hurried: “No, no, no, no, I'm just curious. ”

“Little brother, this is for your own good too. In the future, if you encounter the doll again, you must remember it. Never say four words of stunting in front of the doll. Remember, remember, remember! ”

The old god stick focuses on the long tone in the language of a visitor, repeatedly ordering the right side.

Fang Zhengle laughed, bluntly said: "Old Goddess, didn't you say in person that she had flat breasts or a chest that looked like a back? ”

He cut Ko Sook's painting twice in a row. There is really nothing to hide from.

The old god stick straightened his waist and instantly changed his appearance: “How is it possible? Do I look like this? ”

Fang Qiangzheng patched it up. Not long ago, the old cleric looked at the widow's eyebrows in front of the gate and said, “Very similar. ”

“…” Old Goddess.

“Old Goddess, you used to brag in front of me. You broke into the south and traveled through the river and lake for decades. Why, you always told me about robbing business with monks and goddesses. You've been walking in the river and lake for so many years. Have you ever really encountered anything more evil?” Fang was curious.

Rumor has it, the old god stick rarely has a serious face: “Old Dao I have surpassed the soul of the dying man, and also presided over a number of sacrificial matters, including the yellow River Princess, the river god, the xī mountain maid, the dragon god, etc., to say about the evil gate, the mountain maid impressed me the most. ”

“More than a decade ago, a 50-year-old rural couple conceived twins and gave birth to a child in October with more evil food than a ghost foetus. ”

“When the first child was born, only one bloody arm came out. When the second child was born, he held a slippery, round object in his hand, which was actually the head of the first child, and had already been devoured. At that time, a country goddess was in charge of delivering the baby. At first, the goddess didn't know about the food. When the child was born, the goddess reached out and hugged her, and she was chewed off a finger. ”

“Sub-food?” Fang has a cold back, there are such evil doors.

“What happened then? ”

……

It was almost noon when the old god club took Fangzheng and the two drove to the quarry in Tsim Mountain.

At this moment, the dust in the quarry is rising, an engineering car comes in and out, and from time to time there is a gunpowder explosion.

The two of them parked in the car and went to the security room, but they had not asked, and the chat content of several daytime security guards reached the square ear.

The quarry died again last night.

Dead is the night guard who just arrived on the first day.