Cosma Empire

A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! The car washer shook his head, and as he moved, he felt his head was going to explode!

He vaguely remembered what happened before his coma. At that time, he was dressed up and ready to go to work. At the moment when the door was opened, he was knocked by two teenagers with a stick on his head and hit a little above his ear. Next, there was endless darkness, time seemed to be shortened, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already here.

This was a room with broken tiles on the walls, and the temperature was a little low, which made him feel cold. All his clothes were stripped, and the whole person was tied to a table. He struggled a bit. The person in charge of the binding must be very diligent. The rope on his limbs had not shaken. He screamed and grinned, no one came for a while.

I don't know if it was because he was sober. He felt that it was getting colder, the hair on his body was standing up, and his body was shaking slightly because of the cold.

"Damn, who is teasing me? My boss is Mad Dog Wesson, you will definitely pay for your actions!"

"Well, I was wrong. I have realized my own stupidity. Please, put on some clothes or give me a quilt!"

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No matter what he said, shouted, cried or growled, no one came to disturb the loneliness of this room. Just when the car washer was almost desperate, thinking that he might be frozen to death here, he heard the sound of metal friction, the sound of opening the door, and several different footsteps. At this moment he was a lot more energetic. He licked his chapped lips, hesitated, and choked up weakly. "Damn, come and save me and let me do anything, but don't keep me alone Is it okay here? "

He tilted his head and looked in the direction of the sound. Several young men in rubber jumpsuits came in. Most of the time, this rubber jumpsuit was loved by the butchers. Whether it is blood or various organ fluids that are ejected when the internal organs of an animal are cut, only a basin of water can be used to wash them clean.

There were five young people back and forth. The guy in the lead was a little mean. He walked to the stage and glanced at the car washer, who couldn't even struggle, and asked, "Your mother is a Guart, is ?"

Some people say that at a critical moment, people can burst into unimaginable power. In fact, at this time, another situation will occur, that is, people's thinking ability will be improved.

As soon as the carwasher got a clever idea, he realized that these people were all Guarth. He nodded hard and made himself look as honest and reliable as possible. "Yes, you are right, my mother is melon. I am also a Guarth. Hey, man, we are all our own. Can you give me a dress? "

The boy asked again, "Your mother didn't tell you, among Guarts, what would happen to betray yourself?"

The car washer was a little at a loss, and it took me a while to come back, "I didn't betray anyone, I swear, I'm just a car washer, I'm a small person, even if I want to betray, I have to be qualified to know those big people Okay ?! "

"That's right!" The boy nodded and took two steps back. "You should listen to your mother more often. In Guart's tradition, the betrayer must accept the punishment of the gods. Since you Acknowledge that you are a Guart, then you must also accept the punishment that you need to accept as a Guart, and let the gods and the kings judge whether you are guilty or innocent! "He retreated to the wall, No more talking, the other four were around.

One of them put a large piece of cloth into the mouth of the car washer, and a salty taste instantly spread into his mouth. Not only that, he also felt a strange smell, but why this smell is so so Familiar?

The next second, before his brain gathered the important information and passed it to the body, a fierce pain hurt his inner defense.

These people are peeling him!

"Damn, you stop ... I beg you, have you made a mistake?" The car washman mourned and mourned, but the young people didn't seem to hear it at all. The silver-knife knives in their hands were extremely sharp, and he could see his skin a little bit apart from the fat film. The strange thing was that there was not much blood flowing out. He prayed that he could live, but at the same time he prayed that he would return to the embrace of God.

In endless fear, he passed out.

By the time he woke up again, he had hung in the park not far from where he lived-on a bronze statue of a general.

In less than an hour, the sky was gradually brightening, and people in the morning exercise walked out of their homes. This park is obviously a good place for morning exercise. When the first scream pierced the tranquility of the park, the police arrived soon.

Looking at the red monster that had been peeled and dying, he couldn't discern the appearance at all, and Prando's brain was blue. He only turned around after a few glances. It was disgusting, and disgustingly made him, the old policeman, have a desire to vomit. He beckoned and asked two young police officers who were extremely ugly to come over, "Go and put that guy down and take him to the hospital for rescue. If he survives, ask him if he remembers who did it . "

"What if ... not rescued?" A young police officer couldn't help asking.

This is the gap in experience, and of course it can be seen as the accumulation of experience. Prando rolled his eyes, "If you don't come back, do you plan to return to the police station with a body? Stupid, of course, throw it to the hospital, they will turn him into a popsicle and burn it!"

After telling Prando to leave the scene and get into his car, he sat silent for a moment, and the commander driver, "Go to the Star of the Orient, on that **** Queen's Road!"

There is no doubt that this is Du Lin's handwriting. Before his rise, no one had ever used such a criminal law to treat the Guartes, and only after his rise did this **** criminal law reappear in the city. No matter who this guy has betrayed, it must be related to Du Lin.

To be honest, Prando didn't want to worry about these troublesome things, because he knew very well that even if he knew that this was done by Dulin, he couldn't arrest him and put him in prison. There are many people in the Association and his Oriental Star, and even on the street, willing to blame him. Among the Guarts in Tener City, Durin's reputation is rapidly increasing at an unimaginable speed. Channeling is even more authoritative than Heidler.

People trust him, and he also gives back to the trust of those Guarts. He has made many families no longer suffer from poverty, so many people have clothes to wear, have meals, and have decent people. life. Maybe their decentness is nothing but a disease-free moan for the real decent gentlemen in this city, but he did it, he changed, and people trusted him.

The police car quickly stopped outside the door of the Oriental Star. Du Lin, standing on the second floor, watched Prando get out of the police car. He shrugged his shoulders and said to Dufo that there was trouble.

Yes, trouble is coming.

Prando pushed inwardly, sitting in a chair opposite Du Lin, separated by a table between the two, as if separated by a world.

"You shouldn't be so publicizing, at least at this time, you shouldn't be so publicizing!", Prando complained as soon as he spoke, "I tried to suppress it last time and last time, but you are like this Constantly making troubles one day I can't help you again. You have to understand that although I am the director of the regional police station, I can't do as many things as you think. "

Du Lin slowly took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer and lost one. Dufo immediately took out his lighter and brought it to Prandeau's side. UU reading books www.uukanshu. com Prando gave Du Fu a glance and looked at Du Lin for a while before he lit a cigarette.

"Listen to me, if you still want to play lynching, go to the countryside, there will be no one to control you there, but not in the city, I don't want to make things bigger.", Exhaling smoke, Prando originally wanted Use harsher rhetoric to scold Du Lin, but inexplicably he chose a relatively mild speech subconsciously. He didn't understand what it was, but he felt he should do it.

In fact, Prando was right. He could not cover all such horrific lynchings at all times, and he also believed that the big men must know these things. Once or twice those big men can still be calm, but too many times, someone must have opinions. But at the same time, he and Du Lin are very clear. Du Lin is now a member of the old party. At the same time, he has just impressed the members of the parliament and the mayor. He will not care about him, provided that he does his essential work well-donate enough contributions.

Du Lin nodded, "I know, I will pay attention."

This time Prando was even more surprised. When did the little devil Dolin speak so well? He didn't know what kind of ghost Du Lin was doing, so he chose to face Du Lin's answer silently, because he didn't speak, at least he would not be brought into the trap.

"Look, people are so weird. They know that their actions will cause themselves trouble, but in the face of benefits, they always choose the shortest-sighted choice."

"You can rest assured that I will not make it difficult for you to do this. Someone will confess his guilt, and no one will be in trouble for it, believe me!"

The brief conversation did not reassure Prando, he always felt that Doulin was planning something, which was only part of the plan.