I Am Supreme

Chapter 240: This is the end, can't go!

vomit!

I almost spit it out.

Wash twice more? ! Nothing? ! I am going to you!

Changed to the usual, some people dare to talk to themselves, long ago, the big ear scraping greeted the past, but now ... but it is really not dare.

Even if you really vomit, don't dare to face it!

In short, this management turned around three markets, so I did not buy a green vegetable!

Going back empty-handed, but this will go back but it is not easy to come. The end is a three-step, one-post, five-step, one-whistle whistle. A total of a few steps have not been taken to search, all over the body, all hidden places are not let go; this After the search is over, take a few steps and encounter another wave, another round of body search, or all the secret places of the whole body will not let go...

See if you have a message... If you searched it carefully, you missed it?

Those hidden places are the key search targets for entrainment, and you can’t let them go!

It was already four days when the manager returned to Yangfu.

The investigation of this road has almost eliminated half life.

Even the nails are checked; what else is not found?

There is that 啥 啥, chrysanthemum, full of injuries, not mixed with false!

......

Yangfu inner court.

On the surface, Yang Botao is calm and steady, but in reality his heart is already seven and eight, and he must not be stable.

And surrounded by a circle, he is a master of the four seasons building with various identities; there are more than 20 people.

It’s just that there are many people, but it’s a calm and calm.

For these people, the things at the moment are nothing but small things, no matter what the ultimate success or failure.

However, the current situation is quite different for Yang Botao!

As a person of Yu Tang, Yang Botao has established a meritorious service in the growth of Yucheng and his family. It has never been easier to learn from the present.

However, between a few days, Yang Botao discovered that he had worked hard for his life and struggled for a lifetime. He was about to face destruction immediately... and the source of all this was because he thought he was doing it himself. No one knows the secrets...

The mood at the moment is hard to describe and difficult to write.

Especially when looking at the four seasons around the four seasons, the masters are all indifferent, Yang Botao is not angry with one place: you certainly don't care, if you are big, leave here, return to the rivers and lakes, and the whole world - Anyway, the days have long been taken for granted.

But what about me?

Has anyone thought about it for me?

"Great coach, lady has please." A pretty little sister came over.

Yang Botao coughed and said: "Mrs. Can you say that there is something? There are still important things to be dealt with here. If there is nothing to do, wait until you say it!"

I don’t know why, at this moment, Yang Botao’s face-to-face person who has faced him for decades has given birth to a feeling of flusteredness and dare to face it. It’s clear that the official business is exhausted, but he’s not convinced, he’s not daring to face it. Correct.

"Mrs. seems to have something to discuss with the coach, please coach as soon as possible." That little shout.

"Tell my wife, I will wait until I get there."

Yang Botao squatted and sighed for a long while, and finally sighed: "Please sit here for a while, I will come."

A leading Tsing Yi old man smiled and said: "Grandma please take care of yourself."

Yang Botao nodded and strode away.

......

"Mrs. Looking for me?" Yang Botao stepped into the bedroom. This is the most intimate space in the entire Yangfu. Usually, he can come to this room, only the husband and wife and a person who is responsible for cleaning and cleaning up.

But now in this intimate small space, in front of the couch, there is a small table with four dishes, one pot of wine, two glasses, two pairs of dishes.

"Well, I don't know why tonight, I suddenly have a chance to have a drink with my husband." After Yang Botao's wife was a bureaucrat, everyone was a good show.

Yang Botao has a wife, and others can say that it is a leisurely matter, comforting to talk about capital.

"Well, I don't care if my wife actually has this yaxing. The handsome man has a drink with his wife!" Yang Botao smiled heartily and seemed to be very happy. He sat down from the ass, smelled the scent of the dish, and looked intoxicated: "The lady's rectification of the side dishes is really getting better and better..."

"I feel more delicious and eat more." Mrs. Yang was seated opposite, took up the glass of wine, and looked at Yang Botao: "French, please."

"Mr. please."

Yang Botao laughed and drank his hands.

His appearance looks very happy and refreshing. It is more relaxed than the majesty of the weekdays, but it hides all negative emotions.

Mrs. Yang’s sleeves are covered, and the glass of wine in her hand is slowly drunk. In the process of drinking, her eyes are staring at Yang Botao’s face.

"How does the lady look at me like this?" Yang Botao said with a smile: "But look at me old?"

Mrs. Yang smiled softly: "The husband is just as a strong man, and he is saying what he said. It is all over the body... I saw the moon last night, and I remembered it. Since I was married to Yang, I have been twenty-seven years old..."

Yang Botao sighed incomparably.

Twenty-seven years...

It has been so long...

Since ancient times, the beauty of the country has not allowed the world to see whiteheads.

Regardless of the beauty or the name, the ruthless years are the biggest enemy for them, and they can't compete!

"This time thing..." Mrs. Yang looked out the window and said slowly: "It seems... not so good?"

Yang Botao trembled a little, said: "Mrs. Rest assured, this change is just a misunderstanding, only to clarify everything, natural dust landing, to restore the old view, clear self-clear, no need to worry."

Mrs. Yang slowly turned back, her gentle eyes on Yang Botao's face, capturing Yang Botao's eyes.

However, Yang Botao’s eyes were just a pair with her, and she was dodging, hanging down her eyes and holding the glass twice.

"I know this is true." Mrs. Yang said: "You and my husband and I have been sleeping together for so many years. I know your habits. If you are guilty, you will look down."

"Especially when facing me!"

Yang Botao silently said nothing, and he did not respond for a long time.

"Since the year before, your temper has become very weird, and your temper is getting bigger and bigger. In the middle of the night, you always go out for a walk in your own robe..."

Mrs. Yang said: "I knew from that time, you have something."

"Last year, and to the nine adults, you have become more and more abnormal. At the beginning, I thought that you were because the nine adults were unfortunately degraded, and the Yutang gas was badly damaged. You are worried because you are the master." However, when you personally killed the old dog that you have raised for more than ten years, I feel faintly that things are not so simple..."

"After then, you often wake up in the middle of the night, sweating, and showing your abnormality."

Mrs. Yang said quietly: "I know that you have something, but you don't say it, I don't ask. Man, always have a little space of his own; can say to me, I believe you will not hide."

"I was still naively imaginary, you must be able to pass it yourself, and you will be able to adjust it very quickly..." Mrs. Yang smiled blankly and said: "So I have been waiting, waiting for you to pass, then follow Tell me about this journey."

"But I didn't think that I waited until today, and I finally waited, but it was such a terrible news. Is my sky going to collapse?!"

Mrs. Yang shook her head and sighed: "French, why is this? You tell me, I want to know!"

Yang Botao sat in the same statue as the same statue. He kept moving for a long time and did not say a word.

Since Mrs. Yang started talking, he never moved again; his face was getting worse and worse, and it was as white as paper.

When I heard this sentence, Yang Botao’s body shivered involuntarily.

"Fu Jun is a native of Yu and Tang; the blood of Yu Tang flows in the body. Since the army, the long history of the battlefield, after a hundred battles, all the way to the present, is already under one person, above 10,000 people; it can be said that On the battlefield, it is a handsome man in the army. With a command, you can let a million soldiers and horses go to death without regret..."

Mrs. Yang’s voice is very calm: “I know how many injuries you have suffered for Yu Tanguo; how much suffering you have suffered. There are a total of one hundred and thirty-five injuries on your body! For many years, I have tried my best to protect my country. Fighting the battlefield, never falling behind, my husband is a good man who is a good man, a good man of the iron man! It is the loyal minister of Yu Tangguo! I am extremely convinced of this!"

"But it is precisely because of this that I am even more puzzled: Since my husband is such a hero who is famous for his history, why did he do this?!"

Mrs. Yang’s voice has been very calm. After she finished the last sentence, she slowly looked up. The clear eyes waved and looked at Yang Botao for a moment, and slowly said: “Why, would you design nine?! Tell me!”

When it comes to the last three words, Mrs. Yang has always been a straightforward tone, and she has become a sorghum!

Yang Botao's cold sweat on his forehead oozing out.

"Tell me, obviously two and a half years ago, every time you talk about military affairs, you will say how the nine are like it; from the beginning, those little guys slowly went to the next one. Respecting adults; all of them are explaining your great recognition of the nine adults."

"Speaking of nine respects, you can't stop talking at that time, long talks, especially that time, you accidentally ambush, nine people appear to save, save the army and collapse; you have solemnly promised that in the lifetime of life , all at the time of replenishment."

Mrs. Yang said: "But I don't know when I started. You don't say nine people anymore. At the dinner table, you don't talk about the land anymore. Over time, from your mouth, you haven't heard the nine words for two years. ""

Yang Botao’s muscles twitched on his face, licking, sweating, and his face was more and more ugly.

"This time, because of the fact that there is a wind and respect, it is clear that the testimony, even if you have not ordered to detain you at this moment, but ... this level, the husband must have been unable to escape."

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