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141. Participate and live

Although I was not considered ordinary people after killing them, it was also the same type...Pinshu.com

There was no way, Ji Xu thought, after looking at himself with glasses, he changed his lazy and gentle appearance in the past, but instead looked like a sword hidden in the sheath.

“If violence is not for killing, it will be meaningless.”

A low voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Ji Xu turned around speechlessly, but Chen Yao with bright eyes and white teeth.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"How can we do without BGM? We are villains today." As he said that, Chen Yao's eyes rolled and he wanted to take out his cell phone.

Ji Xu quickly stopped him and said, "Okay, no, it's too terrible."

As he said that, he opened the door and said, "Go quickly. The weather is not good. If you go late, you will take the unfair car."

“…”

Chen Yao looked at the other person speechlessly and went to the "girl" wedding. Did you go to the "business"?

She was so embarrassed that she stroked her forehead and hurriedly followed.

...

I don’t know how many villas in the capital are, and I don’t know if they have one that belongs to you.

Ji Lian opened his wardrobe and looked at him.

After a long time, I chose a gray suit.

In front of the mirror, he looked a little old after wearing it. He pursed his lips and gently brushed his hand across the cuffs. There, two array patterns made of gold threads appeared clearly.

The secret technique of inheritance of the Array Que lineage is produced around the array patterns, but most of them are carved in certain objects, that is, substances with hardness that can be carried. But like carving and painting such soft fabrics, it must require an extremely skilled array pattern master and long-term work.

Therefore, it is enough to make this formation look precious.

"Amplification." Ji Lian said lightly, "I don't know how many abilities you can help me show."

In the mirror, he was not as arrogant as he was, nor as timid as he was afraid of things. All external emotions were restrained and were all gathered elsewhere.

Now he has his sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, and his handsome face is full of coldness.

It was like a swordsman about to go to the sword mountain, with a kind of generosity.

"I don't know if your decision is right."

Ji Lian lowered his eyelids and slowly tied his buttons, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was whispering in a dark way, "No matter whether he knew the truth or not, he could not "fuck" him. From childhood to adulthood, he was stubborn like a cow."

"Is he really qualified to end that evil ghost?"

"You really are, you have a problem for me."

Finally, Ji Lian wiped his eyes and threw the things in his hand on the table. It was a pair of beautiful contact lenses.

"For the final result, I can only do this."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes fluttering, "If things go against your wishes, then you can only kill him."

Inexplicably, a long wind rose in the room, blowing the curtains and blowing a painting on the wall.

That's,.

"What's worse than him?"

The lingering sound faded and the figures remained empty.

...

The wedding of the martyr, especially Gongshu, is a top hidden vein with profound background and complex relationships. Naturally, the wedding is not held in secular hotels or places.

After all, those who are present will definitely be "in-one" at that time. What if there are still ordinary people watching the ceremony? Not only are they embarrassed, but the ordinary people coming here are the same.

It goes without saying that they are in their attitude towards ordinary people.

The wedding scene was in a "private" manor in the suburbs of the capital. The huge place covered all the workshops of the public and send lines, which is the base for studying the secret techniques of the institutions.

The only ordinary person here is the bride, Ji Hanshuang.

In the room, the girl in a snow-white wedding dress was hung with red silk, sitting in front of the mirror and slowly giving herself makeup.

The wedding dress is a bit conservative and does not reveal her shoulders and backs. She is the only one in this villa at this time.

Outside, there was already a little noisy, and there were many people standing on the grass and the path.

The venue has been arranged, and this drowsy weather has never been a big deal for martyrs. The white long table is filled with food, flying in the sky, running in the ground, swimming in the water, everything is available.

Various fruit platters are also filled with tables, and the venue is arranged completely according to the Western wedding scene. The trees are tied with balloons and are waiting to be released at any time.

Because the wedding has not yet begun, the guests who come and go sit around or stand with wine to socialize.

After all, except for a few, those who are invited to attend the wedding are at least families with similar status as Gongshu, and they may be familiar with each other. Most of the chats at this time are to pass the time.

Of course, some people also took unknown tasks in the family, but no matter what, they all knew that today's main marriage was Gongshuqi, the eldest son of Gongshu, the eldest son of Gongshu.

Even secular people can distinguish between etiquette and importance. As the real level, they are naturally like this.

...

In the suburbs, there are various vehicles parked, mainly luxury.

Sometimes men wearing standard windbreakers and standard suits were inspecting nearby. These were the operational personnel of the two "relevant departments" of the Special Affairs Headquarters and the Executive Bureau. Of course, it was not to protect the safety of all the guests attending the wedding in the manor. In fact, their strength was not as good as those families inside.

On the one hand, they are responsible for their duties, after all, they are large-scale gatherings that do not belong to the official, and they always need to have official people present; on the other hand, they are for the sake of external alertness and guard against ordinary people who are unreasonable to enter.

After all, most of the people in it do not regard ordinary people as equals, and if they are offended and murder is a casual matter. The role of the "relevant departments" here is mainly to prevent such things from happening.

The extraordinary existence represented by martyrs has had conflicts with secular people since ancient times. It is not an open conflict, but a unilateral psychological discrimination, which is particularly obvious in the current globalization.

Information and technology not only promote the development of society, but to a certain extent, it also degenerates society.

A black "colored" Grand Cherokeely opened the window, Cheng Mo put the cigarette outside with one hand and the other holding the phone, a little bored.

As the captain level of the Executive Bureau, of course, I will be sent out this time, and there are several colleagues nearby.

There is no way, the Executive Bureau has few staff, but they are all brought in from various forces. Most of them are sub-branches with low status in the original family, thinking about coming to the Executive Bureau to make a name for themselves.

After all, few people means less competition and greater opportunities for promotion.

But accordingly, the risk factor is higher.

The special affairs headquarters are different. They are similar to the department of the entire public security system. There are many expatriate specialists and operational team members, and they are always willing to accept the strength of the realm, as long as they are martyrs.

Of course, the premise is that you have a good character and cannot be slandered by the official.

The same is true. In each joint operation, the personnel of these two parties are different, and the matters they are responsible for are also different.

Fortunately, the relationship between each other is still harmonious, and the conflicts that can be avoided can still be avoided when cooperation is done.
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