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Chapter 792 A Long Journey (3) ([-])
Of course, the ambulance transported the injured away first, and the three victims were also transported away by the police vehicle, and the rest of the corpses were neatly placed aside and left to dry.

"Find someone to help me drive and take me to the jade trading market. I want to sell this batch of jade first!"

Wang Haitian boredly put forward his request. The wound on his body was healing, but his clothes were stained with blood and torn.This made Wang Haitian a little upset, and a good suit of clothes was wasted again.

"You're going to make a statement!"

The black-faced god still had no room for negotiation, Wang Haitian was very upset, and squatted down to pet the good dog.

"I'm talking to you right now. Talk to me. Don't force me! I saved your life. Without me, you would all die. I'm just a person who was involved innocently. You all owe me your life! Don't mess with me. Me, I've broken the precept now, I'm done with my promise to women, and I'm in a bad mood."

The black-faced god came with a group of armed police soldiers, and he had no attitude towards the savior at all.

"What is your relationship with the Tie family, the Tie family who cultivated the iron cloth shirt?!"

Wang Haitian stood up and kicked the black back to make the dog run farther.

"Tie Rufeng, Tie Ruhuo, and Tie Rushan among the four brothers of the Tie family all died at my hands. What's wrong?! Don't tell me, you are from the Nalan family!"

If this black-faced god is really from the Nalan family, Wang Haitian can only kill everyone here in order to protect himself!

The black-faced god looked at Wang Haitian with a complicated expression, and finally said: "I will send two people to accompany you, and you must come back to take notes after completing the transaction!"

"Yes! By the way, you have to do me a favor. I came here to make money by gambling on stones. The procedure was done for me by the tour guide. I didn't make enough money. I won't go back. I killed the tour guide. You I have to help me deal with the issue of entry and exit, and if possible, help me find a trustworthy tour guide!"

"can!"

The matter is settled like this, the small pickup has three people, and two anti-narcotics policemen accompany Wang Haitian, which is also a kind of surveillance.Someone drove, Wang Haitian felt much more relaxed, closed his eyes and said: "Call me when you get to the ground, don't make any more fools!"

"Ok."

Compared with the black-faced god, the attitude of these two anti-drug detectives is much better.Wang Haitian, who closed his eyes, slowly digested the black energy that had newly entered his body.

(End of this chapter)