Late Night Tales Of The Capital

The lack of leaves for three days and three nights, sweeping the entire mixed-race group in Luoyang City, things are not big, saying that small is not too small, always attract some people's attention, such as Dali Temple.

This group of gangsters originally belonged to the jurisdiction of Dali Temple. Some unskilled dirty work, and no technical difficulty, usually find these people to do. And these people are more or less subject to the care of Dali Temple without breaking the rules.

However, overnight, 80% of the gangsters were easy to master, and it really caused a lot of attention in Dali Temple.

That feeling is like being dug into a corner.

Of course, things were quickly settled, because in the afternoon, Qian Shuxiao took the money and took care of the entire Dali Temple. It should give 10,000 yuan to 10,000 yuan, and give one thousand to one thousand. It should give one hundred to one hundred, and there is no fineness, and the rain and dew are all dip.

There is silver to open the road, and the natural thing is twice the result with half the effort. Originally, these gangsters are the ones who have no help and no faction, and the tasteless taste of food is a pity. Now some people are willing to take over, and they understand the rules and understand things. Anyway, looking at Dali Temple is the best result.

The ruler is short, and the inch is long. Since everyone has thrown it to Qian Shuxiao, Ye Xiao is reassured. This is a self-styled first elder, and you have to do something.

Through this one-month observation, Ye Xiao also found out that Qian Shuxiao is not focused on the practice of practice. He seems to only value the longevity inside. Even for managing those little gangsters, he is very concerned about it. Maybe this is also related to his identity. After all, it is the person who will inherit the entire Qian family in the future.

Instead, it is a painting of money and painting, which makes the lack of leaves quite unexpected.

There are not many women who learn to shoot guns. They are like money paintings and paintings. They dance and shoot, and they open up and close together. There is even less to be unpretentious. What is the big lady, it is clearly a hero.

Perhaps it was really stimulated by Lin Meier. Once the money paintings were cultivated, they were just like crazy. The choice of guns was ruthless, and they were more embarrassed. They sometimes felt embarrassed about themselves. Sometimes they missed the truth and chose the ingredients they chose. Is the woman's heart selected wrong?

“Is there any way to improve my training as soon as possible? The sooner the better.” Qian Shu painting asked the leaf shortage very seriously.

"One month's time, into the congenital situation, is already very fast." When the leaf is short of nothing, it will play the thirteen swords, from the dispute to the Chengren, one by one. Seemingly playing, in fact, is using the sword array to consolidate the body of the Yuan, for the lack of leaves, practice has already been integrated into the soul, "cultivation can not be urgent, you need one step at a time."

"But I still want to be faster, or let my guns have more lethality. Let me say it first. I don't practice the embroidery and embroidered legs." Qian Shu painted the road.

"Before you handed it over, you didn't use it to embroider your legs, and you also used it to kill people."

"Standing still, that is the target, not the person." The money book painting is not loud, but the tone is very firm.

“Is it really so anxious?” Ye missed.

"Someone is getting married, I have to do something before this." The money paintings are not clearly stated, but everyone in Luoyang City knows that the person she said is Ye Yunhai. The thing she has to do is Yu Linmei. child.

In this regard, the leaf lacked a grin, no choice, just went out, took a pure black pistol, and then threw it in front of the money book screen, "arms with guns, within three hours, the tip of the gun is not awkward, The gun body can't be tilted, you can't use the real yuan, and come back to me."

"Right, this gun has a net weight of one hundred pounds."

"Measure your strength."

The leaves were not finished, the money paintings were shouted, the arms were lifted, and the long guns were raised, and the eyes were not squinted.

At this time, it is just noon, the hottest time of the hot sun in one day.

Fortunately, the body of the money painting and calligraphy has been transformed by the medicine pool and the vegetarian heart. Otherwise, it is three hours, that is, it may not be able to hold it for a quarter of an hour, but even so, it is still a seemingly impossible task.

result.

The girl who really painted and painted did not move for three hours until the sun completely fell down the mountain, and when the stars and moons rose, they fainted on the spot.

The picture that the money book was fainted was just seen by the leaves of the returning house. Even if it was quiet, the leaves were not enough, and the expression of that moment was also staying.

However, on the second day, when the money and paintings once again found the leaf deficiency, the leaf deficiency did not teach her how to be profound and mysterious. The technique of opening a mountain cracked stone only taught her the simplest movement, and then let her continue uninterrupted every day. repeat.

Straight stab!

In the morning, he stabbed three thousand, and at the noon, he stabbed three thousand, and in the afternoon he stabbed three thousand.

"This is the killing gunfare you taught me?" The money book painted a face that did not believe, feeling that he was cheated.

"The world's guns, thorns, ties, shackles, shackles, entanglements, circles, blocks, take, flutter, points, dials, changeable and unpredictable. There are false and real, there are strange, dangerous, short, and sharp There is also a speedback."

Having said that, the leaf lacks a slow and long walk toward the black rifle that is heavy. "The gun that can kill people is only one kind in my opinion. It doesn't move like a mountain. It moves like a thunder."

At the end of the game, the guns are flat and straight.

A sound of breaking wind whizzed past, and a rockery outside the 100 meters slammed and cracked. The center of the crack was sharp and sharp.

"This gun, the name is robbed."

"One shot in hand, I have it in the world."

In fact, the real master should not be able to talk about this, so clear and transparent. Can realize oneself, that is talent, can not be realized, it can be regarded as practice. Where is the lack of leaves, I will manage these things. What he fears most is trouble. The most troublesome thing in the world is the woman. It is not necessarily a matter of understanding. If you don’t understand, you can’t leave it.

Ye lacks the idea that money painting will not persist, just as he guessed that Qian Shuxiao would come to ask for help.

But the result of this time is that the leaves lack big mistakes.

Before the dawn of the day, Qian Shu painting will appear in the Cuizhu Xiaoyuan on time and begin to practice straight stabs. When the night is quiet, he will leave and return to his house to settle into the Sutra.

Day and night without interruption, perseverance.

Looking at Qian Shuxiao again, it is a completely different path. Since the lack of leaves has swept the whole mixed group in Luoyang City, after throwing it at him, it seems that I immediately raised interest, even the nest was thrown in. On the side, only at night will it take some time to cultivate the heart of the road.

In just a few days, Qian Shuxiao developed a strict set of rules and regulations, which is stricter than the general gang rules.

How to promote these gangsters, how to release tasks, how to get the task, how to get the silver and cheats of Tianmen, how to monitor the degree of cultivation, how to screen the inner disciples, no matter how small. He seems to be born with a strange obsession with management, and his talent is outstanding.

Just three days ago, Qian Shuxiao, who was the first elder, also presided over the first secret meeting of Tianmen. Ye Wei was the doorman and listened to a total of 78 people.

It is said that the head of the mixed-race on that day, when leaving, there is one count, all face red and red, passionate, exhilarating, just like playing chicken blood.