Chapter 738: The name is well-deserved, that is, the fork

Chapter 738 is well-deserved, that is, the fork

"Last month, when the market was slaughtered and washed, when were you?"

Ink sees the law-enforcer's gimmick, knowing that he is wrong, his eyebrows are tighter and he is bored.

His head is almost as high as the night, a delicate face and exquisiteness, with a sense of male and female.

But at this time standing in front of the law enforcers, the strong momentum above the 10,000 people, the law enforcement officials who are born and pressured do not dare to look up.

The law enforcement did not dare to respond.

Ink continued: "You said, you are leading a hundred and thirty law enforcement guards, counting the number of people in your dark passages, blood washing days, there is no law enforcement guard in the market, and none."

The law enforcement officers shivered.

After the blood-washing of the trading market last month, the president of the mercenary union wanted to replace the law enforcer.

However, it was co-branded by other elders and left behind the law enforcers.

I want to give him another chance.

But now I can see this scene. If Mo Zhen believes in this so-called law enforcement, he is a stupid fork!

One hundred and thirty law enforcement guards.

So, by chance, I will count the number of people?

Even if you really count the number of people, you need to count to the entire trading market. After thousands of people have been slaughtered, they will be counted.

It is clear that greed is afraid of death!

"This matter, the young master will be handed over to his father, the law enforcer, you are self-sufficient."

The law enforcement officers slammed the magnified.

On the side of the Shangguan Liuli, just breathed a sigh of relief, he listened to the cold voice of the ink: "As for the Shangguan Wu, a young age, I know how to make my own people, in the market, to start with their own classmates, for a so-called The magic weapon."

He laughed and his eyes were full of disdain: "I don't think there is a magic weapon on the deputy head. Even if it is true, it has nothing to do with you. With such a vicious mind, the teacher of Shangguan Wu is really beautiful! Tomorrow The younger one will personally go to the Shangguan family and talk to the Shangguan family about the education method of the Shangguan family for their children!"

After all, Mo Yan turned his head and looked at the night to clear: "Deputy head, let's go."

"Ink and the Lord are spared! The inkless Lord is forgiving!"

"Ink, the Lord, this is the fault of the glass, the glass is here to admit your mistakes, the father's side ... will not disturb the ink master!"

The law enforcement and the Shangguan glazed face changed greatly, and immediately pleaded.

However, Mo Yan did not care about them at all.

Directly with the night and other people, one swarmed away from the market.

There is only one flaw in the entire trading market.

One by one, looking at the law enforcement officers and Shangguan Liuli, who were lying on the ground, shook their heads and sighed.

Who can expect that today's play is actually a reversal!

Unexpectedly, even the young masters of the mercenary unions appeared.

Hey, the mercenary group that just had those young teenagers and girls is the one that has been promoted to the bronze medal level of the world mercenary group!

Sure enough, the name is not lost!

No wonder such a fork, encountering law enforcement is not afraid of things.

......

More than 90 people have gone out of the market.

Behind him, he directly followed the two or three teams of mercenary groups.

Those mercenary groups said that there are also two or three hundred people.

Together, thousands of people.

The only road leading to the mercenary union was originally very spacious and could accommodate at least a hundred people.

At this point it appears to be crowded.

At night, the brilliance of the eyebrows, the side of the eyebrows looked at the ink: "Hey, how can there be so many mercenary groups going to the mercenary union today, is there any new task?"

In the market, she saw at least ten or more, dressed in mercenary groups with different costumes.

Now that I have followed three mercenary groups behind me, it’s strange to get clear at night.

(End of this chapter)