There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Founder thought of doing it immediately.

This is a matter of his life, without any delay.

Founder put away his mobile phone, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that the old **** stick no longer knew when, and he once again hooked up with the widow who had read the palm before.

The men and women are talking about life, ideals, and economic development and great prospects under the socialist iron fist.

"No good, murderous!"

The old **** stick suddenly felt the two strands tight, and when turning his head, he just saw his gaze right above.

Later, Fang Zheng left the third brother of Li's family, preparing to go directly to the Jianshanling quarry.

The old **** stick looked at the peach-colored front of the face, a widow with a plump figure like ripe peaches, and then looked at the very lonely back in his eyes that Fang Zheng left alone. The old **** stick gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. After a WeChat account, he quickly pursued Fang Zheng's back.

Don't look at the old **** stick looking at an old flesh. It's already in his fifties, but the speed of his legs and feet is not inferior to the young man. He soon catches up and straight, and his body is very tough.

Seeing that the old **** stick actually gave up the widow, this made Fang Zheng look at the old **** stick a few more times. Originally, he did not expect the old **** stick to follow him. Multiple old **** sticks or a few old **** sticks had no effect on him.

When Fang Zheng was out of the village, he happened to pass by the door of Li Laosan's house.

Sure enough, as he expected, many villagers were still surrounded by the ruins of Li's house. Even at this time, the sky was bright, and the villagers were watching more than they had seen before.

Founder estimates that it will not be long before police will intervene.

Once the police appeared in the village of Menqian, the people of the Special Operations Department were afraid that they would soon appear in the village of Menqian.

Therefore, Founder had to catch up with the special operations team before finding the latter. If someone from the Special Operations Department also intervenes, he does n’t think that the person who is doing things one after another will eventually escape the full pursuit of the Special Operations Department.

The old **** stick followed Founder through the wind and rain corridor in the village in front of the door. When he saw that Founder was going out of the village, he couldn't help but wonder where Founder was going.

So Founder said the location.

The old **** stick asked Founder to wait for him for a while. Soon after, the old **** stick drove over a 1.4-displacement old Jetta, and then motioned Fang Zheng to get on the bus.

Looking at the old magic stick sitting in the driver's seat, Founder was a little surprised: "This old magic stick is yours?"

"People rely on clothing and horses on their saddles. A good horse naturally needs a saddle."

"How are you, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

When Fang Zheng was seated in the front passenger seat, he smelled a heavy muddy water smell and a musty smell on the fabric. Even if the old **** stick has opened all the windows, it still can't cover the smell in the car, and Fang is just speechless: "Old **** stick, shouldn't you be a water bubble car?"

The old **** stick rubbed his hands, hehe smiled: "Don't look at it as a bubble car, as long as you don't take the high speed, it will drive like a normal car. The most important thing is that it is only a few thousand dollars to change hands, and it can be divided into two years."

About Founder, Founder has some understanding.

In recent years, the domestic weather has been abnormal, and it is often a rare weather for hundreds of years. Therefore, many cities are flooded and can see the sea when they go out. This has led to many bubble cars flowing into the used car market.

It is not uncommon for hundreds of thousands of bubble water carts to only sell for fifty or sixty thousand in the end.

It is not surprising that the old Jetta bubble car can be picked up by thousands of dollars from the old **** stick.

While driving, the old **** stick looked at Fangzheng from time to time, and repeated his words repeatedly. It was like a mouse stealing the Buddha ’s lamp oil as a thief. Fangzheng frowned: "Old **** stick you are vomiting, what the **** do you want to say?"

"Little brother, last night ... what about that female doll with you?" The old **** stick looked like a constipated face, holding back a few kilometers, and finally asked secretly.

The person referred to by the old **** stick is naturally Gao Shu's painting.

After that, he turned around and looked around with guilty conscience.

I don't know what the old **** stick experienced in the village of Menqian, and how much psychological shadow area Gao Shu's painting left in the heart of the old **** stick made him like a bird with a startled bow.

"Drive well, here is the Panshan Highway, be careful of the continuous curve signs in front."

After Founder saw that the magic stick stabilized the steering wheel again, he asked back: "How?"

"Need me to call her over?"

Hearing the words, Lao Shen stick's hand flicked, and he almost couldn't hold the steering wheel. A stern look like a chrysanthemum's old face quickly said: "No, no, no, I'm just curious to ask."

"Little brother, I ’m so good for you too. You will have to keep in mind when you encounter the female doll in the future. You must not say the words stunted in front of the female doll. You must remember, remember, Remember! "

The old **** stick repeated his voice with a heavy voice and repeatedly told Founder.

Fang Zhengle was blunt and said bluntly: "Old God Stick, wouldn't you have said that she had flat chest or Princess Taiping in person?"

He even cut Gao Shu's painting twice, and there is really nothing to avoid.

Lao Shen stick straightened his waist bar for a moment, and instantly changed his appearance: "How is it possible, Lao Dao, I am like this person?"

Founder's brain made up for it. Not long ago, the old **** stick followed the eyebrows of the widow in Menqian Village ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and then said seriously: "It looks like."

"..." Old God Stick.

"Old **** stick, you often boast in front of me. You traveled south and north and traveled the rivers and lakes for decades. What's wrong? I always hear you talk about robbing business with monks and goddesses. You have been walking in rivers and lakes for so many years. Evil gate thing? "Founder was curious.

It is said that the old **** stick rarely has a serious face: "Lao Tao, I passed the dead souls of the dying people, and also presided over many rituals of heaven, including the Yellow River Lady, the River God, the Xi (Shan) Mountain Son, the Dragon God, etc. Waiting, among them, to talk about the evil gate, Sheshan sent the girl to impress me the most deeply. "

"It was probably more than a decade ago that a 50-year-old rural couple was pregnant with a pair of twins. As a result, when the pregnant child was delivered in October, there was a child eating more evil than a ghost."

"When the first child was born, only a **** arm came out. When the second child was born, holding a round thing in his hand, it was actually the head of the first child, who had been eaten and unrecognizable. The childbirth was a country wife. The wife didn't know Zizi at the beginning. When the child was born, the wife stretched out her arms and hugged her finger. "

"Zizizi?" Founder had a cold back, and there was still such a wicked thing.

"What about later?"

...

When the old **** stick took Founder and the two drove to the Jianshanling quarry, it was almost almost noon.

At the moment, the dust in the quarry was dusty, and engineering vehicles kept going in and out, and the sound of gunpowder exploding from time to time sounded.

The two parked their cars and went to the security room. As a result, they did not ask. The chat contents of several white-shift security guards came to Founder's ears.

Last night the quarry was dead again.

The dead was the night guard who had just arrived on the first day. uMore exciting novels, welcome to visit every college