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| Seven Weapons-Overlord Gun (12th Dec 22 at 12:46am UTC)
Seven Weapons-Overlord Gun | | Gui Dongjing looked at him, touched his mouth, and murmured, "That seems to be a good reason, and my mouth is really good." Only said these two words, his mouth has changed four kinds of expressions, and then laughed away, but left a lot of nerve-racking problems to Deng Dinghou and Ding Xi. Deng Dinghou sighed and said with a wry smile, "This man is really blessed. Some people seem to be born blessed, while others seem to be born to worry at any time." "Oh?" Asked Ding Xi. Deng Dinghou said, "Now that you have said those questions, I can't even think about it now." Ding Xi agrees. "Apart from us," said Deng Dinghou, "the only people who might know that we have come to Hungry Tiger Hill are Baili Changqing, Jiang Xin and Ximen Sheng." "Not bad," said Ding Xi. "Now it seems that the biggest suspect is Ximen Sheng," said Deng Dinghou. "Because he heard our plan with his own ears," said Ding Xi. "It's also because he only has one share of the nine net profits," said Deng Dinghou. "But they've already been sent out by Gui Dongjing," said Ding Xi. "That's why I have a headache,industrial racking systems," said Deng Dinghou with a wry smile. Ding Xi said, "How about a hundred miles of evergreen?" Deng Dinghou said, "Two months ago, he set out to return to Kanto." Ding Xi asked, "Isn't the only suspect left now, Jade Leopard and Jiang Xin?" Said Deng Dinghou. "It seems that he is the only one left now. He has been lying in bed for six months. He was too sick to stand up. With a wry smile, he added, "It's said that he's a sex maniac,warehouse storage racks, so everyone in the Jiang family is tight-lipped." Don't divulge the information. Ding Xi was stunned for a moment. "In that case, aren't there even any suspects?" Deng Dinghou sighed. "That's why I'm even more nerve-racking." Ding Xi rolled his eyes and suddenly said with a smile, "I'll teach you a way so you don't have to worry about it." Deng Dinghou was in high spirits and asked, "What can I do?" Ding Xi said, "Since you can't figure out these questions, why don't you ask someone else?" Deng Dinghou immediately lost his breath and murmured, "What kind of method is this?" Ding Xi said, "It's a simple and effective method." "Who can I ask these questions?" Asked Deng Dinghou. "Go and ask," said Ding Xi, "if you can find anything." Deng Dinghou is in high spirits again. Ding Xi said, "The decisive battle in the Xiong Family Courtyard was so ostentatious. It must have been arranged by him. It must have been him who colluded with your spies." "At least he always has a share," said Deng Dinghou. "So he must know who the spy is," said Ding Xi. Deng Dinghou jumped up and grabbed Ding Xi. "In that case," he said. Why don't we go? Ding Xi, shuttle rack system ,shuttle rack system, however, lay down lazily and said with a smile, "Don't forget that I already have a car. Why do I still want to walk?" (2) When they arrived at the Xiong family compound, Master Xiong Jiu was walking with his hands on his flat, vast and perfectly equipped martial arts training ground. There are three things he is most proud of in his life, and this martial arts training ground is one of them. Since his retirement, he has indeed brought up many talented people here, making all the children of the nearby villages become strong young people. Now that his gentle and lovely wife has passed away for many years and his children are far away, this martial arts training ground has almost become his greatest spiritual comfort and sustenance. The sun is shining. It's noon. Noon on the sixth day of July. The soft sand on the training ground was shining in the sun, and his bald head and red face were almost more dazzling in the sun than the guns on the weapon racks on both sides. He was a strong and cheerful old man, with a neat appearance and elegant clothes, and no one could find any old man's hobbling attitude in him. Ding Xi and Deng Dinghou had observed him carefully for a long time within the scope of due courtesy. They only hope that when they reach this age, they can have his spirit and demeanor. Under the heat of the scorching sun, even the wind from the distant mountains became lazy and inactive. The old man "brushed" the folding fan in his hand, and on the fan were four big characters with beautiful ink marks: "The breeze comes slowly." These four words seem to be very ordinary and vulgar, but if you chew them carefully, you can appreciate the taste.
Master Xiong Jiu gently shook the folding fan and led Ding Xi and Deng Dinghou around for a week. With a proud and contented smile on his face, he said, "How is this place?" Deng Dinghou said, "Very good, very good." They can only say that they are very good, but what they say is not hypocritical and polite, but sincere. Master Xiong Jiu said with a smile, "Even if this place is not good, at least it's not small." Even if two thousand people want to come in at the same time, it can still be accommodated here. Deng Dinghou agreed. They walked around like this, and they had already had a meal. Master Xiong Jiu said, "One person has ten taels, and three thousand people have thirty thousand taels. Others are working hard, but they are making a fortune." "Do you know about this?" Asked Deng Dinghou. Master Xiong Jiu burst out laughing and said, "They think I don't know." They think that if I wear a high hat, they can use me, but they don't know that although I am old, I am not old. Deng Dinghou said tentatively, "Don't you think there is a deep meaning for the elder to do this?" Xiong Jiu said with a smile, "Although I put on a lot of pomp and circumstance here, it's an empty shelf. I'm often short of money." "I've heard that the children of poor families come here to practice martial arts," said Deng Dinghou. "The older generation not only takes care of their food, but also takes care of their children." Master Xiong Jiu nodded with a sly smile and said, "It's really a big expense, but with thirty thousand taels of silver, you can handle it for at least three or five years." Deng Dinghou could not help smiling. Now he understood what Xiong Jiu meant. It turned out that the old man had already prepared to eat black. Master Xiong Jiu looked straight at the two men in front of him with a pair of bright eyes. Suddenly he smiled again and said, "You two are from far away. I haven't asked for your names until now." You two must think that I am polite and slow, relying on my old age and selling my old age. "I dare not," said Deng Dinghou. "Your Excellency," said Xiong Jiu,heavy duty cantilever racks, "must be the Marquis of Deng Dinghou, the Little Zhuge of Shenquan." Deng Dinghou smiled and said, "How did you know?". jracking.com | |
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