Bureau Seat, What Happened in 1999 Can't Be Hidden

　　Long before everyone came, Wang Yema, Baoer, Zhang Qilin and the three had already taken a car and returned to the Qingcheng Military Region.

　　Immediately afterwards, many reporters also got the news, and rushed to the scene one after another. No one wanted to miss it. Once this report was sent out, it would definitely be a report that everyone snapped up.

　　But the scene left them only inexplicable doubts.

　　In their view, it may only be until the comatose wake up that they will know what they have experienced.

　　……

　　At this moment, Zhao Yi stood at the door of the [-] Bureau with his hands behind his back, smiling at the slowly approaching vehicles.

　　Sitting in the car were Wang Ye Zhangqi, Lingma Baoer, and a weasel who was still in a coma.

　　"Oh!"

　　After getting off the car, Ma Baoer rudely threw the weasel in front of Zhao Yi.

　　Zhao Yi looked down at the weasel at this time and didn't seem to know what happened to him.Is drooling, sleeping soundly.

　　"Director, what should I do with this thing?"

　　Wang Ye asked the question that he cared about. After all, even a military prison may not be able to hold this thing.

　　Ma Baoer seemed to see hope after hearing this, and still asked persistently:

　　"Should I bury him?"

　　Wang Ye heard the words and quickly stopped Ma Baoer and said:

　　"Don't, let's not be so rude, just beat it to death and throw it in the garbage."

　　"Ok!"

　　At this time, even Zhang Qilin nodded in agreement with the idea.

　　But upon hearing this, Zhao Yi shook his head slightly, looking at the weasel like a dead dog on the ground with a thoughtful look.

　　Fortunately, the weasel had already passed out and was unconscious at this time, otherwise he would definitely be yelling again.

　　Zhao Yi circled the comatose weasel on the ground a few times, and crouched down with great interest, like petting a puppy, and patted its head:

　　"Don't say it, it feels pretty good."

　　Speaking of this, Zhao Yi couldn't help showing a meaningful smile on his face. Such a smile was captured by Wang Ye, and he suddenly had a bad premonition and said leisurely:

　　"Why do I think this weasel is going to suffer."

　　Zhao Yi stood up without saying a word and walked into the room.

　　After a while, Zhao Yi returned again, but this time he had a hemp rope in his hand.

　　Under the puzzled eyes of the three, Zhao Yi knotted the hemp rope and put it directly around the weasel's neck.

　　Then he was unceremoniously dragged to the door, and the other end of the rope was tied to the ground nail and nailed into the ground.

　　After finishing all this, Zhao Yi clapped his hands with satisfaction, admiring his work, and at the same time did not forget to say:

　　"The mysterious prison that houses ghosts has not yet been built, and there is no place to keep it, so I just tie it here, and it will save us from dispatching police dogs.

　　Look at this body shape, this hair color, how suitable for doorkeepers..."

　　It seems that there was no response from the three, Zhao Yi turned back and asked with great interest:

　　"what do y'all think?"

　　It was only then that he noticed that at this moment, the faces of Wang Ye and the three of them showed a bit of astonishment.

　　After a while, Wang Ye slowly gave a thumbs up:

　　"Director, you are still more ruthless!".

Chapter 34

　　Chapter Thirty-Three: Easy to Beaten

　　The military region under the scorching sun still did not change its former style. Teams of soldiers marched in neat steps. When passing through the bureau, they would always laugh.

　　Many untrained soldiers also came to hear the news and came to the gate of the bureau to watch the excitement.

　　In a daze, the weasel slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a sharp pain coming from his head.

　　Fragmented memories began to slowly form a line in his mind. He only remembered that a large shovel fell from the sky before he fell into a coma.

　　"Abominable human beings are so disrespectful to Lord Huang Xian."

　　The weasel straightened up in a daze and was about to walk a few steps.

　　But before taking a few steps, he felt a suffocation in his neck, which made him cough a few times and stop.

　　At this time, he discovered the surrounding scene. He seemed to have never seen it before, but it was obviously not in the barren mountains.

　　There are still soldiers coming and going not far away, smiling and pointing.

　　Weasel was very puzzled by this:

　　"What are these ignorant humans laughing at?"

　　Since the weasel's head was still in a daze at this time, he didn't observe the surroundings carefully at all, and he still couldn't find his own situation.

　　"squeak……"

　　I only heard the sound of a door opening behind me, and I turned around and looked over.

　　He was all too familiar with the people who came out. It was Wang Ye, Ma Baoer, and Zhang Qilin.

　　And behind the three came a man in a military uniform and sunglasses.

　　"Director, he looks like a dog..."

　　Wang Ye took a bite of watermelon and said in a lively manner.

　　Ma Baoer's mouth was already full of watermelons, but she just kept nodding her head in agreement.

　　Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, but his eyes kept looking here, eating half of the watermelon in his hand without saying a word under the scorching sun.

　　The weasel itself was thirsty and hungry, and the pain in the head was constantly coming. At this time, the smell of watermelon made it drool even more:

　　"Hey, you hateful human beings, what have you done to Ben Daxian? Where is this place?"

　　Zhao Yi pulled his eyes down exaggeratedly, then put on his glasses again as if he didn't hear the lunch, and squatted aside and ate watermelon.

　　Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the weasel was a little angry:

　　"You hateful humans, Ben Daxian is very angry, I will definitely eat you."

　　Hearing this, Wang Ye suddenly became annoyed, took a few steps forward and slapped the weasel on the back of the head:

　　"It's all in this situation, don't you forget to brag?"

　　Ma Baoer calmly spat out a few watermelon seeds:

　　"Cry again, I will bury you."

　　At this time, the weasel wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt the heat coming from his face, and these people in front of him were really arrogant.

　　Immediately, the weasel rolled his eyes and changed his strategy. He immediately performed an illusion, which filled his voice with sadness. At the same time, he drooped his ears and shook his tail lightly, begging for mercy:

　　"Several big brothers and big sisters, please forgive me. It's because I don't know Mount Tai, so you can treat me like a fart, okay?"

　　However, the four Zhao Yi looked at the weasel almost at the same time, and shook their heads indifferently:

　　"No."

　　"you……"

　　For this group of people who can't get in, the weasel's heart is very broken.

　　At this time, he was very regretful, why did he provoke these gods of plague?

　　Seeing that the few people didn't care at all, the weasel gritted his teeth and said viciously:

　　"Since you don't eat hard and soft, then I won't be polite to you. Do you think you can really catch me?"

　　Speaking of this, a red light suddenly flashed in the weasel's eyes, and then he said in a arrogant tone:

　　"Our Huangxian family has our own way of life-saving. Burning vitality can get extremely fast speed. You can't keep this Daxian."

　　As soon as the voice fell, a red light rose from the weasel's body, and then the weasel rushed out in one direction. At that moment, the speed was extremely fast, leaving only a phantom on the ground.

　　However, what the Weasel didn't expect was that in the next second, he felt the suffocating pulling sensation from his throat again, which forced him to stop his escape.

　　Just as he was about to rush out, the weasel felt as if something was strangling his neck, and he coughed violently with severe pain.

　　At this time, Zhao Yi looked at the weasel in a daze, and then looked at the three people around him and asked in a puzzled way:

　　"Don't this weasel know that he is tied?"

　　Hearing this, the weasel was startled, and then he sat up humanely, groping around his neck with his paws.

　　When he groped to his neck, there was actually a thick rope, and he looked back in astonishment.

　　I saw that one end of the rope was tied around his neck, and the other end was tied to the ground nail on the side of the bureau's gate.

　　It wasn't until this moment that the weasel finally understood his situation and finally understood why those people were always looking at him and laughing.

　　Feelings themselves are treated as watchdogs and chained here.

　　Thinking of this, the weasel suddenly became angry, he glared at Zhao Yi angrily and roared:

　　"Stupid human, how dare you treat Lord Huang Xian like this, let me go soon, or I will be rude!"

　　"Snapped!"

　　As soon as the weasel's voice fell, Ma Baoer picked up the shovel beside him and slammed a row of loud voices on the ground, frightening the weasel.

　　Zhao Yi stood up lazily, threw the melon rind into the trash can beside him, and said lightly:

　　"It's all here. In the future, you have to change the bad habit of pretending to be b when you don't move, or you will be easily beaten."

　　Leaving this sentence, Zhao Yi turned around and walked into the room, followed by the other three.

　　At this moment, the weasel was really anxious, and immediately wanted to use illusion and manipulation to escape.

　　But he was surprised to find that he could only perform the illusion of speaking, and the rest of his abilities were blocked.