"Well, what's going on?" Chang always covered his face, and this time the impact was too great, he could hardly feel the presence of his nose. The yellow three seconds on the side is almost the same. With a touch of the nose, a look, the good guy is red! There was a feeling of dizziness in my head. Is this the rhythm of death?

When Huang Sansong was about to say something, he often shouted, "Sure, they are running fast? Is this about to catch up? Run away!"

After that, he always got up tenaciously and ran away.

Huang Sansiao also stupidly followed the climb and ran, but this time he had a bit of thought: "Why run? Aren't you just using a few counterfeit coins? Not a big deal, can you still think?" It didn't mean to stop at all, but ran faster.

The two policemen were also dumbfounded, watching the two fools smashing the glass door in the middle of the police station and on the right hand side by door. I thought it was almost the same, but when the two fools got up, they howled, excited, as if they saw a peerless beauty, stomped, took two steps back, and then helped, like a mad bull. When I arrived at the red cloth, it was like an old hooligan who had been thirsty for thousands of years and saw **, and rushed at them!

Seeing this tightness, the two policemen yelled, "Stop!"

At the same time, the two made an attacking posture, and prepared to use several of the tactics of anti-wolf that they learned temporarily.

As a result, Lao Chang and Huang Sansang didn't seem to see them. From time to time, they looked back, as if there was something behind them. Then a gust of wind flew past the two police officers, who seemed to hear the two lunatics saying, "Run!"

At this time the tall policewoman suddenly came back to her, exclaiming: "No! The door on the left! They hit the door on the left!"

The short child policeman also came back and shouted, "Guard the door!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard two thumping sounds. No need to look back. The short child police knew what was happening. Looking back, I saw Lao Chang and Huang lying on the ground again for three seconds with blood on their faces. ...

Seeing this, the two policemen said with frustration: "You two can do it, can't you leave a door for our police station? All three doors are broken. What do you want to do? Demolition?"

Lying on the ground, Lao Chang and Huang Sans were crying. They couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand what was happening. Obviously a good road, so wide, so bright, how can I run into the door while running? Also, they obviously ran out of the police station. Why did they find they were still in the police station after a collision? What the **** is this?

At this moment, a Buddhist chant sounded in their ears: "Amitabha, the two donors, are you still running? The glass door is gone, but the poor monk found that there is another door in the police station to try."

When they heard it, they looked up, and saw a pale yellow light emanating from the body, like a Buddha. The monk in white didn't know when they appeared in front of them, meanwhile pointed at a door meaningfully and said with a smile.

The two followed the monk's gaze and saw a sign hanging on the dark gate, which read: "Archive Room"! Suddenly his eyes almost passed out!

Huang San lay down on the ground, looking at the old often bitterly and asking, "Are you still running?"

"No, they're staring at the door of the archives room! But the thickened security door, stop them soon!" The high policewoman screamed, ran over, and stood in front of the archives room door.

Whenever he heard it, he said bitterly, "Don't make trouble, the door of the archive room is iron ..."

Huang Sanseng was relieved and relieved, and lay down on the ground and shouted, "Come on, love the ground, anyway, I won't run anymore! Isn't it just a bit of counterfeit money? As for it? Oh ..." said In the back, Huang Sansong touched his nose that was about to run away and cried.

Chang often cried, followed by the grievance said: "Use only a few fake coins, as for?"

At this time the monk said, "Is it a few fake coins? Ask your heart, is this really the case?"

The two of them froze, subconsciously recalling the past, and pictures came to their minds. Almost all those who were deceived were street vendors, the sun was blowing, and the eyes were not very good.

"Their life is already difficult. Are you still down? Is it really good?" The monk's voice was a little hazy, with a solemn sound of judgment.

Asked, two people bowed their heads at the same time, is it really good? Of course it's not good! Previously they could avoid this problem, but at this moment, they faced the question in their hearts, making both people feel guilty and don't know what to say. Especially Huang Sansong, who has always been a little bit guilty. Now when it is full-blown, it instantly collapses, tears shed, and whispered, "I was wrong."

"The endless sea of ​​bitterness, the shore is turned back, if you are persistent, continue to hit the door." Listening to the words before, the two felt only facing a monk, a living Buddha. But how do you feel the smell immediately after hearing the next two sentences? But thinking about the experience of hitting the door, I suddenly took a nap, and my head shook into a rattle, and said again and again: "Sure to look back, definitely look back!"

"Don't look back! It's a miracle that you didn't run away without looking ahead. But, I said, two big brothers, can't you leave a door for our police station?" A voice came.

The two looked up, and saw that the monk who was standing in front of him disappeared, and an additional policewoman with a ponytail looked pretty. I don't know why, at this moment, in this situation, when they saw the policewoman with a ponytail, the two had an urge to cry. At the same time, they were surprised to find that the policewoman at this police station was really beautiful! Like a bodhisattva ...

"Sergeant, we will surrender!" Huang Sansang called.

The policewoman smiled slightly: "Clever, did you think you could run out after smashing the three doors in front of us? If you ca n’t run away, surrender yourself. It seems you are not mentally ill, waiting to be cleaned up!"

The two were silent for a while, and they didn't want to hit! Thinking of this, two people shivered at the same time. This is so strange that it is definitely not easy. Thinking of that monk, the two of them instantly felt like someone was looking at them on their heads, and if they did something wrong, they felt like they were being cleaned up.

Thinking of this, the two guys were like chickens pecking rice, obediently waiting for their hair to fall.

Watching the two guys cooperate so much, the policewoman frowned and shook her head: "Forget it, even if you surrender. But you must pay the door!"

"Sister police, what we are surrendering is using fake currency ..." Although Huang Sansong didn't want to admit it, although he was still a little scared, but thinking of the thief hanging on his head, what if he was still staring at them? So he confessed his mistake decisively and said, "Love the ground, anyway, I don't want to hit the door anymore!"

Ps: The hospital was turned around for a day, and my son was a little better, but I got a cold ... headache, eye pain, nausea, depression ...

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