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Chapter 937 The Overlord Is Not a Good Thing
Inside the luxury carriage with 001 license plate of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The Supreme Emperor, the Regent, and the Prime Minister sat upright, carrying out the sand table deduction with anxious expressions.

Voice-over prompt——The director has limited funds. For details, please refer to the scene where the war criminals Gongdelin made a post-war summary, accusing each other of refusing to rescue.

As the results of the sand table deduction became clear, time seemed to stagnate and space seemed to freeze.

In Nuo Da's carriage, only the regent kept moaning, as if the old man had died.

"Sigh with a hammer! Damn it, if you and Lao Fu hadn't betrayed me back then, how could Guizi Liu have become big!"

Qianlong was very angry, and Sehentu's sigh made his gloating mood gradually turn bad.

"None of my business!"

Uncle Se was obviously not convinced, and pointed at Qianlong and cursed: "If you hadn't promoted that kid to be the first-class bodyguard in front of the imperial court, and married Gege from Xinwang's mansion to him, would he be able to overtake in a curve!"

"Didn't I be tricked by Guizi Six!"

Qianlong looked aggrieved, but also full of anger.

Just now Brother Fu told him that Guizi Liu didn't risk his life behind the enemy at all, but bought it all the way with money, and colluded with the bandits to assassinate Hai Lancha, the number one fierce general of the Qing Dynasty, and even Marshal Wen Fu died of it After the hand, I almost fainted from hatred.

It can be said that he can have what he is today, entirely by himself.

Unfortunately, it wasn't until the end that he knew everything.

Sad, really sad.

"Deserved!"

Uncle Se also gave the most suitable evaluation without mercy.

"Do I deserve it?"

Qianlong was so angry that he laughed back, and gave the old man a hard "pooh": "Why are you so happy? Everyone is the same now. If a ship sinks, don't even think about running away!"

After speaking, he blew on the ashes of the Hanfu on his body.

A white waistcoat with the word "Prisoner" written on the front of the chest.

Uncle Se asked Qianlong to be stunned for a while, and then looked at the vest on his body, and was speechless for a while.

"Okay, okay, what's the fuss about, if you want to talk about responsibility, everyone has a share, don't laugh at the fifty steps. If you have such a spirited leader to quarrel, it's better to sleep."

Lao Fu is now in an unusually peaceful state of mind, he just wants to take a good nap in the car, because he really hasn't had a good night's sleep for quite a while.

The heart is tired, the body is even more tired.

When Lao Fu said this, both Qianlong and Master Se felt sad for a while, and they looked at each other with infinite loneliness on their faces.

Is this the end of their era?
Qianlong was the most uncomfortable. He also knew that the reality could not be changed, but looking at the traitorous face of Mr. Se, he still couldn't get angry. He couldn't help pointing at him and scolding:

"Just now in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I begged you to give me a chance, what did you say? Hey, you said you were an undercover agent, now you're all right, come with me. I want to see if the devil recognizes you as a son-in-law. My dear cousin!"

The words are full of ridicule and irony.

"Are you fucking finished?"

Uncle Se got angry and tried to frighten Qianlong with his handcuffed hands: "If you keep talking to me, I'll blow you up with a fucking punch!"

"You come!"

Qianlong was not frightened.

"Come on!"

Of course, Mr. Se is not cowardly, and none of them are cowardly!

A solid punch hit Qianlong's right eye.

"You're really here!"

Qianlong was angry.

Uncle Se was a little surprised: "Damn it, you didn't ask me to come!"

"Your uncle's!"

Qianlong rushed forward without saying a word, and then hugged Mr. Se in the carriage, punching and kicking.

"Fun is fun, trouble is trouble, don't take pictures in the car!"

As a peacemaker, Lao Fu must persuade him, but he can't persuade him, so he simply retreats to the side, and makes sure that he will not suffer disaster while giving up the battlefield.

When the Supreme Emperor and the Regent were fighting fiercely, there was a slapping sound outside the carriage, and then a big head stuck out.

It's Lao Ji.

Looking at Qianlong, who was being ridden by Mr. Se, and Lao Fu who was sitting on the side watching the excitement, Lao Ji couldn't help but shook his head, and muttered: "What the hell."

The head shrank back again.

No time to deal with these three trophies.

Because he was in a hurry to hand over the spoils to the Six Emperors.

This is the work of Greedy Heaven!
For this reason, he and Queenie, who had just been released from the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, almost fought shit, and neither of them would regress.

There was no way, and later, under the auspices of Yuan Shoutong, Liang Guozhi, and Qinggui, three Zhongtang masters, Lao Ji and Queenie began to draw lots.

The result of the lottery was that Lao Ji was in charge of leading the team to escort the darts;

Queenie stayed in Beijing to preside over the overall situation, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to arrive.

Because she swore in front of the three courtiers who would repent and who was a puppy, Queenie had no choice but to watch the greedy work slip through her fingers.

But after thinking about it, it seems good to stay in Beijing to preside over the overall situation.

Because there are a lot of gold, tickets, houses, cars, and women!

Inside the carriage, calm was restored again.

Qianlong felt very ashamed. The prostitute just now looked at him with endless ridicule, which hurt his self-esteem.

Old Fu also felt that it was too embarrassing, and he never figured out that Ji Xiaolan, a bastard, would become the Grand Slam winner in the end.

I really hate it.

Uncle Se was a little aggrieved, and said in a low voice: "Why is Ji Xiaolan so arrogant? Even if I fall down, I will still be a relative of the emperor, and I will still be his master!"

"Ok?"

Both Qianlong and Lao Fu looked at Master Se.

"You see what I do, don't you?"

Uncle Se was too lazy to say anything to the two of them, so he leaned into the carriage and closed his eyes.

That's right.

On Qianlong's side, he is the royal family.

On the side of the six emperors, the clan may not be able to talk about it, but the relatives of the emperor are a certainty.

The Supreme Emperor is his cousin!
A representative, breaking the bones and connecting tendons.

The carriage continued to roll forward, and before they knew it, the three trophies fell asleep under the bumps, realizing a brief peace in the carriage.

I don't know when the carriage stopped.

The three people who were sleeping soundly were awakened by the sound of slapping from outside the carriage, and then saw a very familiar head poking in from the window.

It's Devil Six!

It's my nephew!
It's my brother!
The different psychological voices for the same character imply the different state of mind of the three people.

"Come here?"

Jia Liu happily looked at the three trophies in the carriage, and then politely threw a cigarette to each of the three. He didn't know whether he forgot or was too excited and negligent, so he didn't give fire.

Just when he was about to say a few words, Lao Ji mysteriously pulled the emperor aside and said that he had something important to report.

"You have worked hard in Beijing, and I see everything you do. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

Jia Liu was very satisfied with Lao Ji's performance, and after giving him a high evaluation, he asked if he had any important matters to report separately.

Lao Ji looked around first, and after confirming that there were no ears on the partition wall, he leaned close to the emperor's ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, I suspect that the Supreme Emperor colluded with the color trace map and wanted to overthrow the emperor's country."

(End of this chapter)