Chapter 237 Actor!Play fake match!money back!
The scene froze for a while.

The captain's eyes widened, and the absurdity was about to overflow from his eyes:

"You—you said—"

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound.

Over there, Fang Liang, who was lying on the plank, sat up for a while like a corpse.

Disgustingly pushed away Song Zhixian who couldn't even find a keyhole for a long time.

He broke off expressionlessly.

click-

A heavy iron ring, attached to a chain.

Being ripped apart... ripped apart!

"Are you okay?" Fang Liang stood up, fading the bottomless indifference, and stared at Gu Nanci without blinking his wet dog eyes.

In the distance, a second generation who was caught saw this scene, and he didn't even bother to run and jumped and said:

"Okay you guys! Play...fake match!"

……

"What's going on outside?"

"Tsk, there's pressure over the arena, haven't we people been able to find a legitimate reason to block it? Hey! Amazing, someone called to report, isn't this a miracle! Our inspection team was dispatched immediately!"

"Report? Aren't I going there a group of dandies with money and no place to burn it? With Xilai's influence, someone is willing to—"

"It's not the circle over there. It seems that his family members were taken to wrestling. He was also forced to go there. I don't know where he got the contact information. He directly called our head team. If the ordinary method was used, the dogs of Xilai would definitely overwhelm him. .”

"Oh my God, is this going to be in the ring? Are you okay? Those bastards are not a good thing—"

In the middle of the conversation, the door was pushed open, and the two trainee police officers got up immediately.

"team leader!"

"Captain, you are back!"

Then stared straight.

He stared blankly at the few who came in after his captain.

Walking in front was a stunning young man with white skin and red lips.

The facial features are exquisite, the eyebrows are picturesque, and a pair of obsidian-like black eyes are beautiful and dazzling.

Next to him was a boy who was greeted with a bloody smell as soon as he walked in. He had a sharp outline and a frighteningly cold face.

However, when facing that boy, he showed surprising care.

He took a step forward, held the door and waited for the handsome young man to enter first.

Like a wolf protecting the Lord with its fangs bared.

At the end followed by a handsome man.

His face was full of bitterness, deep hatred and strong resentment.

The weird trio followed the captain into the inner hall.

The male police trainee sighed: "...Damn... What kind of fairy appearance is this, it's too good."

"No, don't you think the one at the front looks familiar?" The trainee policewoman frowned.

"It looks familiar!" The male policeman paused, "The whole room is lit up when I come in! It's exactly the same as the dream lover I have never met... It's a pity, there is a problem with gender."

"..."

"I'm stupid! I remembered! Isn't this the little star that my old mother loved on TV a few days ago, who stayed on the show and even chased away my dad who watched the league, the thief likes it!"

"!!! That's the one—called... called..."

The door closed, and the voices of the two gradually became smaller.

The inspection team belongs to the royal family, more precisely, Donglai's inspection team is directly under His Royal Highness Donglai.

After His Royal Highness moved out of the palace to live in the castle manor, he was idle at first, and the inspection team that was originally outside the royal palace moved into the palace, which was also convenient for handling affairs with other departments.

Throw everything you just caught outside.

Education educates, intimidates intimidates.

Most of the audience who participated were the second generation of wealthy families, so it is unrealistic to be imprisoned, but it is possible to take this opportunity to learn a lesson.

As for the real organizers, those who can be caught will be transferred to other places early, or they will be punished and punished, or other political games at the top, so the people below will not know.

Gu Nanci and the others were taken to the inner palace, away from eyes and ears, with the intention of protecting them.

After all, for this picket, I have to thank——

"So, the last ring was fought by the two of you?"

"You still won?"

The head team sitting on the leather chair listened to the report given by the captain below.

Fall into the silence of skeptical life.

I don't know if the sound insulation is not good, or the shouting is too heart-piercing.

Across a large garden vegetation and two windows, the voice of grief and anger from outside can still be heard:

"Actor! Fake competition! Refund——"

Then the uncle of the policeman, who was out of flames, roared:
"Let you reflect on your mistakes! You can only reflect on this—"

Team boss: "..."

Shouldn't they be poor victims waiting to be rescued?

This ride...

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? ? ?

Gu Nanci: Well-behaved and good people.jpg
Too sincere.

The head of the team, who really couldn't find any reason not to believe it, was silent for a second.

Look at Gu Nanci, then look at Fang Liang.

After a pause, he pointed at Song Zhixian behind and asked Gu Nanci: "...you are here to save him, so what is he doing?"

Gu Nanci: "..." Seriously, "My eldest grandson is the tip-offer."

"..."

Song Zhixian froze for a second, and before the next question came, he pointed at Fang Liangqiang and replied:
"This is my eldest grandson, of course I want to save him!"

"........."

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you!think!die!!
"—Be serious! Is this a place where you guys are joking!" The head team slapped the table angrily.

Sudden.

The broken-mouthed brat who was ordered to escape the catastrophe in the last second was so angry that he was furious.

In the next second, he stood up respectfully.

It was an old man who came in.

The temples are gray and white, but the back is not bent at all, and the board is upright, showing no signs of aging.

The eyes are cloudy but deep, as if they can penetrate the oppressive majesty of people's hearts.

"Old Yuan!" The head team said respectfully.

Yuan Lao waved his hand, and Gu Jing Wubo raised his eyes.

Just about to say something.

Suddenly, facing Gu Nanci, he was stunned.

Like ripples in a pool of stagnant water.

"Old Yuan, is there something..."

The old man came back to his senses: "You go down first."

The head team was stunned, "I...then I'll take them—"

The old voice sounded again.

Unexpectedly, he said, "Gu Nan...resign."

"Let's talk."

Corps pupil earthquake.

Old Yuan, this is the most respected old man in Donglai.

In the past, he was the most trusted subordinate of the late emperor.

Later, the first emperor passed away, and His Highness was young, so he resigned from his post and took his Highness down to the fief Donglai to raise and teach him personally.

Without this, the little highness who was still young and held half of the fief of Lai country would have been killed several times by the coveted relatives of the emperor.

Therefore, on the surface, the original is always the housekeeper.

In fact, the status is the overlord of Donglai.

Such a man at the top of royal power.

...What is there to talk about with an ordinary informant?
and--

He could remember that he never introduced Gu Nanci's name to Yuan Lao!

There was a huge wave in my heart.

Crazy recalled the personal introduction on the page just now:
A native of Hongguo, an artist of dik.

I can't find anything special after turning over to die!
...Is there anything worth remembering by Mr. Yuan?

"You all go out." He seemed impatient.

The old voice urged again.

(End of this chapter)

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