Walking in the secular world, who can avoid being contaminated with the mortal world?

This is a very interesting question.

In addition to broadening one's horizons, I also learned something from the businessman named Lu Qing, turning irrelevant issues into the benefits he needed.

Lu Qing wanted to tell Cheng Muye through an irrelevant little person that I am your good father-in-law.

Liu Feiyang also learned to move closer to the leader through a group of irrelevant little people.

Maybe Wang Zizhu is right, secular, but who can be without secular?

The convoy headed towards the village in a mighty manner. In about twenty minutes, it had arrived near the village. Except for the second car turned on the lights, the other vehicles turned off the lights and drove slowly, trying to minimize the movement.

The two guarding the village entrance saw that the owner had arrived, and beat the person guarding the ground again, and then jumped into the yard. Before the convoy entered the village, they stopped at the entrance of the village. The doors of several cars opened at the same time, and more than 20 people jumped out of the car, and walked into the village in an orderly manner.

The sad watchman has been arrested in a coma, and when he wakes up, he may be confused why he is in the bureau.

The arrest of one person indicates that the operation has already had a good start.

Shupeng and his group live in the middle of the village, about 100 meters away from the entrance of the village.

Just as they marched.

"Bang..." A black shadow jumped in from the courtyard wall next to him, his steps were light, but he was also very fast.

He walked to the door and pulled the door. Fortunately, the door was not locked and walked in directly. He was sweating and was extremely panicked. He had seen a car coming just now. If they were blocked in the room, even if he was not a pyramid schemer, he would have nothing to do with them.

I pushed the door and walked into the house. I snored inside, but fortunately there was no smell of smell of stinky feet.

"who!"

A sudden sound came from the room, and then a pair of eyes opened, which was exactly the scar.

The man walked in and hesitated for only a second, then he reached out to the bottom of the pillow and pulled out the pig-killing knife from it. This was a habit he had developed over the years.

"Friend!" The man came in and blurted out, then took out his cell phone and found Shu Peng's face sleeping on the kang.

He reached out and patted, "You come out, I have a project to discuss with you!"

The scar really didn't move, frowned, and was thinking with a pig's knife in one hand.

Shupeng felt someone slapping him and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw someone standing in front of him, the drowsiness suddenly dissipated like smoke. Their team had not yet made any mistakes. At this time, someone rushed into the house and realized that it really surprised him.

"Don't make noise. If I were the enemy, I would have done it long ago. If you come out, I'll have something to ask you for trouble!" The man stood by the kang and gritted his teeth. He was worried that his teeth would open and his panic would make the noise too loud and that most people would be disturbed.

Shupeng frowned, looked at the scar, thought for a while, sat up, picked up his clothes and draped them over his body.

In order not to make others suspicious, this man did not urge him, but just clenched his fists and calculated the time silently in his heart.

Shu Peng put on his clothes and had a pair of cotton pants on his lower body, which was also a habit that he had developed for many years. When he was in the college, he ran away because others needed to wear clothes and could run away directly, so he ran away once under the police.

The man turned his head and walked into the kitchen first.

When Scarn saw Shu Peng also walked off the kang, and the pig-killing knife in his hand had not been put down, he was thumping in his heart. If something went wrong, there would be monsters, and he felt something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" Shupeng walked to the kitchen and asked.

"Run..." The man grabbed his arm and was about to go out. The sound was not loud, and it was limited to two people who could hear it.

This word scared Shu Peng so much that he was shocked. The one he had done the most in his life was running. He liked this word the most and disliked this word the most.

Shupeng stood still and didn't move. It would be fine if he knew this person, but the face in front of him was completely unfamiliar, and he could not tell whether it was an enemy or a friend.

"Liu Feiyang has caused the matter to the city. The leader personally led the team to arrest you. When I came in, I had already arrived at the entrance of the village. It would be too late if I didn't run away..." The man's voice was extremely low.

"It's already...it's too late!"

Shupeng slowly said two words from his mouth. His eyes passed through the glass and saw that in the yard, someone had already begun to jump into the wall, and someone had jumped in and was slowly approaching the door.

"Brush..." The man turned around immediately after hearing this.

When I saw someone jumping in on the wall, I was so scared that I almost felt incontinent. I was not an important person, but if I was caught and the police questioned me and found out my identity and relationship clearly, it would be a huge disaster for the people behind me.

Shupeng also began to tremble, but he could be the organizer and had the least sense of reason. He no longer wanted to see why the people at the entrance of the village were not even passing the news. He quickly took two steps forward, inserted the door, and then turned back to the house.

"Next to Mala, why did this happen to me?" The man muttered in an extremely messy manner, already in despair.

"Swish..." Before I could move, I felt someone pulling his arm and dragging him into the room.

Then he heard Shupeng say, "You want to die, I don't want to die..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to lift the quilt, which contained more than 40,000 yuan, which was the money he collected tonight. Before he could put it in the box, he held his eyes on the box, which had a lock on it, so it was too late to open it.

"What the hell is wrong!" Chai Lu asked in a low voice while leaning on the kang with one arm.

Shupeng didn't say anything, kicked the money into his arms, walked to the back window and stopped, raising his hand on the window.

The visitor followed behind him, and Scar was a little scared.

At the same time, a row of police officers stood outside the door, waiting to issue orders. Someone looked inside through the window, and only the kitchen was seen here, and no abnormality was noticed.

In the room, Shu Peng had already opened the rear window. It was not like he imagined that outside the window, but a pile of firewood appeared, which just blocked the window. Shu Peng was sweating down his face and stood on the windowsill and threw a bundle of corn poles into the house.

"Crazy..."

The sound of making a not-so-violent shocked Scar.

The person behind him had his pants wet.

At the same time, the police outside the door seemed to hear something inside. The person close to the door raised his hand and pulled it down, and found that the door was locked.

Shu Peng threw the second corn pole into the room.

"Crazy..."

Several lecturers in their sleep woke up slowly and were confused.

"Brush..." Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the back window, causing the man to report that he was cold.

"Dad...what are you doing?" he asked in a collapsed manner. There was no movement outside, which made him feel extremely disappointed.

"Come up..." Shupeng turned around and called out to this person.

He walked forward and found a cement pipe with a diameter of about 60 cm appeared in the middle of the firewood pile.

At the same time, all the police officers outside the door were ready.

"Action!" A sudden shout outside the door.

"Chala..." Then I saw the glass in the bedroom and kitchen shattering, and someone came in along the window.

"Don't move!"

"Follow..." Shupeng had a bottle at some point in his hand. He fell to the two corn poles on the ground, and a smell of gasoline came towards him.

"Get in, miss your mother..." Shu Peng cursed angrily. He took out his lighter and threw it away. The two bundles of firewood on the ground suddenly caught fire, forming a wall of fire between him and others.

"Shu Peng?" Scar shouted in shock.

"Bang..." As soon as he screamed twice, the policeman who came in turned down on the kang.

Shu Peng gritted his teeth and drilled into the cement pipe without a sound.
Chapter completed!