The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 210 Call Your Parents Tomorrow (17)

The road traffic on Friday was extremely congested.

When the police from the police station arrived,
The onlookers have already dispersed.
Only two little Taoist priests,

and two security guards from a five-star hotel on the street,

Stay put.

The little Taoist sees the steward coming,
One of them hurried back to the Taoist temple,
After a while, another Taoist priest came over.

Policemen Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu visually inspected,
This should be the person in charge of the Taoist temple or something.

After the six eyes meet,

It was discovered that the person in charge was actually a woman.

"We received a report that someone was robbing the child in the street."

Xiao Yang asked routinely according to the procedure,
But the female Taoist priest nodded,

Tao,
"Yes, they robbed my son."

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu:?

Kuang Chitose turned sideways to give up the angle of view,
Pointing to the little bald head protruding from the gate of the Taoist Temple,

"That little bald head, my son.

He is a young monk of Guangming Temple in Tutu Mountain. "

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu: ...

First time seeing a priestess.

The first time I saw a female Taoist priest with a son.

The first time I saw my son was a monk's female Taoist priest!

"...Okay. These are the few, right?"

Xiao Xu withdrew his thoughts from the fantasy,

Glancing at the few young and strong men cowering on the ground,

slightly frown,
"Have you had a dispute?"

Kuang Qiansui shook his head, "No."

Xiao Yang: "Then they?"

Kuang Qiansui: "The patriarch has appeared."

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu:?

I don't read much, don't lie to me.

The little Taoist next to him grinned triumphantly when he saw this,
He smiled and explained to the two of them,
"Our patriarchs are all Heavenly Spirit Officials,

In charge of thunder and fire,

Distinguishing between truth and falsehood, good and evil,
hatred and hatred.

They robbed the disciples and grandchildren of the patriarch at the gate of our temple,
Isn't that courting death?

When the patriarch got angry, he thundered and frightened them. "

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu: ...

Wow, that's amazing, I almost believed it!

The two laughed dryly,
Turn around to check the situation of the traffickers.

Seeing them, except that their clothes were a little torn,
There is really no injury on the body,

Only then did he feel relieved, and stretched out his hand to carry him back to the prison.

When I mentioned this, I found something was wrong.

Xiao Yang tried hard: "Huh?"

Xiao Xu gritted his teeth: "Huh?"

The traffickers stood still, like a thousand catties on Mount Tai.

Xiao Yang inhaled hard on his waist and abdomen,

"Um--!"

Xiao Xu held his breath and steadied his horse,

"Well--!"

His face flushed red,

The sound is like constipation.

The two little Taoist priests covered their mouths and giggled.

Kuang Qiansui shook his head,

With one pinch,

Hit a few people from a distance,
The heavy resistance immediately dissipated,

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu lifted him up easily.

And almost fell to the ground.

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xu: ...

hell!Don't make trouble!I'm going to take it seriously!

……

Kuang Qiansui's family of police and civilians sent the traffickers away.

The other side is always sitting in the car,
Xiao Yanwang, who kept silent for a long time,
After that figure disappeared in the gate,

tap on the window,

Let the driver drive away.

Mr. Ao, who witnessed the whole process, said,
unbelievable!

a long time,

He moved his butt for the Nth time,
Leaning toward Xiao Yan,

"Hey, don't you think,

That little bald head... looks familiar? "

Xiao Yan raised his eyes in vain, puzzled.

Ao Wen looked at EXM,

"You really!……

Seeing the little bald head, I don't feel like getting close,
Can't help but want to be gentle with him? "

Xiao Yanwang: "I just found out, you like children?"

Ao Wen hugged his head.

He can't communicate with this kind of cast iron lump!
"I mean, haven't you noticed that the little bald head looks very similar to you!"

Xiao Yanwang: "Like?"

Ao Wen's head hurts, he grabbed his hairline,
Asked another way,
"Do you have a photo of the little bald head?"

Xiao Yan looked at him questioningly,
After a while, click on WeChat,

Poke someone's WeChat avatar.

"Only this one."

Ao Wen shouted, "Old Xiao's family has a descendant!"

(End of this chapter)