Truth is often easier to be believed than lies, and it is easier to hide one’s own purpose-the professor nodded "Joseph" briefly.
Joseph nodded and gritted his teeth and pointed to a string of fried beans. The gun sounded like a gun, and all the dull soldiers in front of him were shot in the head in minutes-"Hua!"
As soon as he turned the gun, two of the three sane soldiers had raised their guns. "No! General, please don’t point the gun at us, but that panic is really not a cover
One soldier left to look right to jump on the ground and picked up a gun. He also joined them. "Professor, you can’t kill me. I am Marshal Yalman’s nephew. I am Marshal Yalman’s nephew.
I silently wrote down the name in my heart.
Professor "Shoot Joseph" came from behind with a smile on his face. "Shoot soldiers! General Joseph didn’t shoot our soldiers just now, but destroyed the infected monster. You need to worry-do you want to rebel now with guns? "
This sentence relieved the soldier, but his face was still hesitant. The professor also pretended to see "Mr. Liu, please help me see if these children are infected." He smiled and kicked the ball to me. "Please tell us the truth."
This fucking dog-son of a bitch wants to push me to the front, looking for a good opportunity, maybe just treat me as a meat shield, and then I’ll die wronged-"Open your eyelids and let me see."
I took a few steps, but I avoided the connection between Joseph’s muzzle and the soldiers, and let the soldiers open their eyelids on one side-the eyelids were healthy and bluish white, but they were not as obvious as black and purple although they were bloodshot because of fear.
"It looks fine," I nodded to the professor and said, "They are obviously not poisoned in good condition." Then I beckoned to call the other marshal nephew.
Joseph quickly turned the gun on the man. The two soldiers were relieved and immediately remembered their mission. The gun changed direction unconsciously.
"This is no problem." I smiled at the professor, but I was confused. What did I see? Some of them were fine and some were fine.
I squatted down to cut the blade of one of the soldiers’ clothes to check, and then I heard the professor say "Kyle" again. His voice was very kind, "Come here"
"It was the professor who walked over to him in two steps because things still didn’t calm down at first, and his speech was a little incoherent." Yes, I’m sorry, professor. I was confused because I panicked just now … "He hurriedly apologized for the gun that couldn’t be stuffed in the holster.
"It’s a good gun." The professor reached out and took the pistol from his hand. "I don’t know how it feels to kill people."
"Professor, professor, the soldier cried!
I saw the professor raising his gun at him and he stepped back several steps. He accidentally stepped on the body and fell over. "I’m not infected! I’m not infected! Please don’t … "
Not only are the two soldiers ignorant, but even Joseph has no intention of Professor Bai.
"and infection, but you leaked the secrets of the organization. The professor asked," What is the fourth clause of Joseph’s party-state? "
"Article 4 of the Party-State Clause" Joseph immediately understood the professor’s meaning, and he just said, "People who do not disclose organizational secrets to private individuals, organizations, groups, countries, members of organizations, articles of association, addresses and other information can be executed immediately if three people are present at the scene.
"White?" The professor’s face twitched slightly. "You spoke the name and official position of Marshal Yalman and had to die."
Section two hundred and ten Three Commandments and Four Citations
This soldier with fine features is handsome. As far as I can remember, he has always been well-behaved and polite, and there is no dandy atmosphere, but just because he said a name is just a name!
Now I’m looking at a corpse.
This shows the rigor of the new recruit-quintessence organization.
When dealing with these things, the panic in the eyes of the two soldiers still didn’t disappear until the professor put away his pistol and ordered them to start cleaning up the carrion-since we still have to do things, it won’t kill us, will it?
My spear tore open the pile of carrion-the layer of carrion surface representing vitality after Xia Gengshi’s elimination disappeared almost as an expired jelly-like sticky object when it decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I still remember the starting position, and I found the correct position very quickly. When I pulled the iron spear left and right, I felt the abrupt thing. I felt the size of this thing, and then I commanded Joseph, them and me to stir and peel off this pile of shit a little bit.
Something wrapped in black and purple carrion finally appeared in front of my eyes.
I don’t think anyone dares to touch the slate except me. Even if the professor is shaking with excitement behind me, his mouth mutters suddenly and stops like a drake. He starts to shout, "Liu, Liu, is this us, what are we looking for?"
"Well," I nodded and reached for another iron spear from Joseph. "Get out of the way."
Two iron spears are like chopsticks with slates moving outward slowly, and both soldiers and Joseph quickly avoid them-now I’m a high-risk person, and I’m willing to turn over the three guys with such a shake of my hand.
Even that excite professor took a step back like an enemy.
I put the slate on the ground, reached out for the paper, lit three fires, and threw it to listen to a small, squeaky slate that quickly emerged from the carrion!
It felt like a greasy object was pulled out of the ashes, and the body resisted carrion and pus came out of it with a little help of external force. The carrion burned in front of me and then split in half with a click.
Frosted shoes are generally black slates that appear in front of me!
This slate has a non-reflective black frame, which is a grapevine-style wavy pattern with curly goat horns at all corners; There are several oblique lines on the goat horn and then floating points; There are no so-called pictures in the slate, but lines and dots-it feels like someone randomly draws ditches on his fingernails and then just clicks on them.
But this is the only map of Sha Mbala Cave in the world.
I pulled the slate out of the ashes and handed it to the professor. It’s a definite attitude-I’ve found the slate to help you catch the corpse. It’s over.
"Oh, my God," the professor never turned his face and stared at the slate until it reached his hand. "It’s so beautiful! Oh, thank you for your ancestors’ blessing, our great leader’s guidance, and thank you … "Leaning slightly towards me" Dear Mr. Liu
I snorted to show my attitude. Damn it, I found the result. I’m still in the third place in the mouth of that guy. Why are my ancestors behind Hitler?
The professor went on and on thanking the gods and buddhas for cursing the former opposition by the way. I really can’t wait to tell Joseph, "Hey, can you tell me if it’s this thing?" At the same time, I took a look at the wall behind the carrion.
Joseph didn’t answer, but the professor heard him-he turned and laughed and folded his folds together. "Yeah, yeah, I think it’s probably him, just like what he said … but we should verify Joseph according to the procedure."
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