Fishing the Myriad Heavens

"Who did this news come from! Stand up for yourself and you can fight for leniency!"

In Qingcheng Public Security Bureau, the director stared coldly at the crowd below, and tapped his finger gently on the table. ≥8

There was a commotion in the crowd, and then a young policeman stood up and said, "I sent it, but I really didn't expect it to cause such a big consequence. I didn't mean it."

"Very well, you can go now. It won't be used for work tomorrow!"

The director said with a blue face, gritted teeth.

It is because of this mixed boy that he has been a grandson tonight.

After the news was discovered by the major families, the Qingcheng City Public Security Bureau's phone was almost broken.

First of all, the director of the Provincial Public Security Department called and scolded himself, so that he would no longer care about it, and sent police to block the area to prevent ordinary people from breaking into it.

To put it plainly is a janitor, clearing some obstacles for those who come from major families.

I am also the leader of the Dignity Public Security Bureau. When was he so embarrassed? But the first of these people is bigger than the other, and they can't even mess with it!

The next day, countless people from large families and large companies rushed to Qingcheng and were taken by the police to their destination.

The special department of the Provincial Public Security Department also convened a manpower, and was led by two masters of Huajing, heading towards Qingling Village.

In each city, there are two forces of light and darkness. Light is naturally the public security bureau, and darkness is a special department. It is composed of people with unique skills and is equivalent to an employment relationship with the state.

Once there is something that can't be resolved, they will come forward and give commissions according to the difficulty after completion.

This time, their task is to watch these powerful people so that they don't do whatever they want.

The villagers in Qingling Village watched as luxury cars approached and stunned.

"What big day is this? There are so many big people here?"

"It's so pretty, these cars are worth millions!"

"Look, they are all heading in one direction. It seems that something big has happened. Let's follow up and see the excitement."

A group of people followed behind the major families, some fearing not being too close.

The circumference of the stone cave is covered by a cordon for a thousand kilometers. There is a police guard every ten meters.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Qingcheng Daily. May I have found an old tree that has become refined? Are there two people still dead?"

A reporter asked with excitement that the reporter who looked at the Qingcheng Newspaper was the only one who was alone, not to mention how happy he was. This is a big news.

Once the news is broadcast, it is not a dream to get a promotion or pay rise!

"Sorry, no comment."

A square kilometer was pulled up to the cordon, and a policeman stood expressionlessly inside the cordon.

"Then let's go in and understand the situation."

A group of reporters armed with spears and short guns wanted to cross the cordon.

"People who don't want to be related are not allowed in!"

Soon a group of policemen trot over and stopped the reporters.

"We are reporters! We have the right to know!"

A group of journalists quit, and where they waited for them was not warmly entertained.

"If you say no, you are not allowed. If you dare to break in, you are ready to let your company go out to protect you!"

The headed policeman is also big-headed, and as instructed above, he can only follow suit.

"Hey? Hey? Why can they enter?" A reporter said dissatisfied, pointing at a group of people who entered not far.

"They're related personnel!" The police chief, whose face was hot, said something bitterly.

As soon as many reporters stayed, why did the police look so honest? Not blushing.

A large circle of people on the outside watching the fun on their toes, wondering what happened.

Beifeng was coming down from the mountainside, and returned home to eat sashimi made from the flesh of Moyu Xuelong King. There was a large bowl next to it, which contained amber wine.

Take a bite of sashimi and a little bit of fine wine. Don't be too moist on this little day.

Eating desaturated food The two little guys are dealing with the internal organs of Mo Yuxue Long King on their plate, but after eating a little, the two little guys are rolled over.

After all, the Moyu Snow Dragon King's level is too high for the two little guys, but just eating a little bit is supported by the energy contained in the fish.

Let the Teaser robot watch the house. Someone breaks into the stun and waits for it to come back.

Beifeng slowly walked out of the house, ready to buy a car to travel, otherwise it was too inconvenient to enter and leave.

"Huh? What happened ahead? So many police?"

North wind froze, watching a large area pulled up the cordon in front, and many journalists, wondering.

The expressions of constipation of Song Wen and Song Qing were really big. The roots were not dug up, and one person died. There is no 1.8 million people who can't solve it. .

"Crouch! This kid is here ?!"

Song Qing looked at the north wind not far away for a while, and then rushed over.

"Boy! Are you flickering at us? Your roots are dug here ?!"

Song Qingqi didn't hit it, and his fingers were poked on Beifeng's nose.

"That's right, I dug here, and put your hand down." There was no fluctuation in Beifeng's voice, so he looked at Song Qing so calmly.

Song Qing froze. Although Beifeng didn't have any expression, Song Qing felt a sense of oppression and couldn't help lowering his fingers.

But Song Qing didn't know that it was oppression that was too far from the essence of life. "My grandpa listened to your words and asked people to dig, but he died! He was killed by a tree root!"

Song Qing felt that all this was the fault of Beifeng. If he hadn't told Song Wen to dig here, how could his grandfather bring someone over to dig? If you don't bring people over to dig people, you won't die.

"What does it matter to me?" Beifeng said, turning and slowly leaving.

Didn't I ask you to dig, something happened to blame yourself? joke!

"Huh? These people have such strong blood and blood swings!"

Beifeng took two steps, looking at a group of people inside the cordon, squinting and talking to himself.

Each of these people is not weak, all gathered together in the eyes of Beifeng is a large group of torches in the darkness!

"First ... Tenjin Tree"

Intermittent voices came, and because the distance was too far, the north wind could not hear clearly ~ www.readwn.com ~ but the north wind was interested.

"Huh? This kid is here too?" Wu Zhongxing led a group of masters from the Nie family towards the entrance of the passage, just seeing Beifeng standing beside.

"Little guy, this is not a good place. Leave here." Wu Zhongxing said to Beifeng.

"Ok?"

"I understand."

Beifeng nodded at the old man.

Beifeng watched that the old man who followed Nie Yun came over last time. It seemed to associate with the root killing of Song Qing and the innate **** tree just now. Beifeng became more and more interested. This group of people whose blood is far more than ordinary people is obviously directed at this innate **** tree!

"I didn't expect that there would be heavenly treasures on the earth? Also, after all, it is such a big planet, and it is not surprising that I also want to see how many levels of heavenly treasures are in the so-called congenital **** tree."

Beifeng decided to blend in. The main thing is that Beifeng doesn't think these people are stronger than himself.