Become a god from looting the rich

Sunshine from the window in Zhang Hang, the warm feelings let Zhang Hang have prepared to continue with Zhou Gongqi, suddenly Zhang Hang opened his eyes and smashed, some confused, did not know why He always seems to have forgotten something important.

Standing on the window, Zhang Hang looked at the pedestrians who came downstairs and went downstairs. She thought for a long time to watch the phone, and the confusedness in the eyes.

"Who do I want to call?"

Zhang Hang always felt what he lost, but life didn't seem to have a problem.

"Zhang Journal, so early, today, today's" Mughen activities you have teach you "You can go see if you interview."

The aunt looked at Zhang Hang laugh and reminded.

Zhang Hang's consciousness, I then scratched my head again: "I am a reporter?"

In the depths of the memory, Zhang Hang always felt what is hidden, but the feeling of itching, but the feeling that Zhang Hang felt very uncomfortable.

Kuncheng Yueyu Square, Dingtian Trade spent thousands of expansion plazas. After continuous improvement, Yueyu Square has also become a landscape of Kuncheng. Today, hundreds of wholehearted teachings have long been running to queue up to bathe. God's gift, normal to this large-scale religious activity is difficult in other cities.

The official of Kunchen City is also almost the same as a whole, this activity has not hindered the official support.

"There are a lot of people."

Zhang Hang stood in the distance of dense Ma Ma, and how much hello has been visible in Kuncheng.

"Brother, don't worry, I can wait for a night!"

"Fart, I was here, just went to the toilet!"

......

In the crowd, there is a riot in order to queue, and there is no good words, there are no two sentences, and the team has become chaotic.

"Why do you have noisy?"

A calm voice spread on the square, and the people of riots have stopped, and the violentness in the eyes is gradually being well.

Zhang Hang Station looked at a middle-aged middle-aged man in a motorgon in the road.

I don't know if it is an illusion, Zhang Hang always felt that the eyes of middle-aged people have been in their own.

"Mr.!"

Everyone bowed her mentor, middle-aged people looked up their hands: "Everyone is all believers of all-around God, and the people who participated in Mune today will gain God, do not need to fight."

The crowd calmed down, and the big gentleman is in the body of Zhang Hang.

The calm voice doesn't know what method is used to pass it into Zhanghang's ear: "I will come to me if I want to unlock my psychological doubts."

Zhang Hang frowned and wrinkled in the crowd after thinking.

Munen activities have continued from 8:30 in the morning, and the crowd dislottled, Zhang Hang was blended in the face of the crowd showed a strange expression. These people actually emitted a touch of blue light in Mu En. .

"If you want to explain the doubts of your heart, come to me."

The middle-aged person once again emerged in Zhang Hang, Zhang Hang hesitated, and the people who left the crowd have been mixed behind the scenes. More than a dozen whole people are like they have their own things like Zhang Hang.

"Come in sitting, I didn't expect you to come, Mr. Mr.."

Zhang Hang stunned, in a temporary tent, the middle-aged people laughed and waiting for Zhang Hang.

"Mr. San is said to me?"

The middle-aged man puts his hand to bring Zhang Hang to the tent, just like a trick to pull a photo frame from the pocket, and the middle-aged people smile together, it seems that the relationship is not bad.

"You are the three sides of our whole knowledge, responsible for the information collection, lost the trail half a month, I thought you were troublesome, I can see you today."

The middle-aged person is sitting on the shoulders of Zhanghang, and the mouth is broken and smashed with a variety of past events, and Zhang Hang listened to these stories about her own, and I wiped a strange feeling.

"Do you seem to be illegal?"

The middle-aged person looked at Zhang Hang.

"It should be, I have a lot of memories. I don't remember the things you said. I got up this morning. I am a strange hotel. I am a desk. I am a reporter, let me join Mump activities."

Middle-aged people hesitated half a long way to open: "Rest assured, the teacher has the ability to make it, as long as he will help you solve the problem."

"Lord?"

A disgust from the instinct, let Zhang Hang frowned, this can tell Zhang Hang, this teacher is very dangerous, at least dangerous to him.

The middle-aged person nodded to the outside, and a Rolls-Royce appeared in the square. Zhang Hang was taken by the middle-aged man with an ancient house that took the car toward the outskirt.

Outside ancient house, middle-aged people let Zhang Hang wait for himself into ancient house.

Zhang Hang was around the ancient house. The wall of the wall, the corruption of the corruption in the air, everything is so familiar, this place is coming, but memory is like being blocked, whenever he Touching the memory brain here will fall into a blank.

"There is a weird."

Zhang Hangxin's vigilance has increased to the highest, no matter what the middle-aged people say what they have to be more, it is absolutely can't follow him.

After waiting for a long time, middle-aged talents hurried out, and I also pinched a glass.

"Zhang Hang, the holy water in this glass can restore the memory, but you can't enter the ancient house in a short time. This time has a lot of people to seek the whole world, there is no way to determine if you believe that you can't help you. Let you enter. "

Zhang Hang looked at the glass bottle who had handed over the middle-aged, turned his mind, and his face was still awkward: "Of course, there is no problem, after all, there are many things that I have not figured out."

I looked at Zhang Hang and took a glass, and the middle-aged people had a lot of laughter.

Zhang Hang sat on the car, staring at the clean holy water in the glass, hesitating, don't drink, before you see the blue-color light spots that Mu En, there is definitely special ingredients in the holy water, drink I don't know if there will be problems.

At the hotel, Zhang Hang looked at the aunt who received a pleasant, and shakes the holy water in his hand, suddenly laughed: "Auntie, I have a holy water, do you need?"

Receive aunt, smiled, took a look at Zhanghang's shoulder: "The sacred water is a treasure, don't let your joke."

Zhang Hang shakes his head: "This is really a sacrifice to give me the sacred water. I hope I can propagate for the whole teaching, but the big sir is busy with my gun, and I haven't explained the role of this holy water. I want you to talk to me. Talk to this holy water, as a reply, I can take a cup to you. "