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Volume 8 Golden Lotus and Phoenix Head Chapter 1492 Is the sheep below dead?

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    When an egg is broken from the outside, it is food; when broken from the inside, it is life; when broken from the outside, it is pressure; when broken from the inside, it is growth.

    Although he only had brief contact with Mandala, Xiao Sheng has already felt her growth. This growth is not only mental, but also has amazing physical changes.

    "It's bigger, rounder, and more chewy." After muttering this sentence, Xiao Sheng's face showed a lustful and lustful smile,

    As he approached the backyard, Xiao Sheng whistled lightly and made a few gestures to the warhead hidden in the dark. By the time he walked into the alley, Lu Gong and Wu Zongshan had already had a good drink.

    Xiao Sheng, who politely declined the request of several people to sit down and ate something at the side, took out some information from the black bag under his arm, and while eating, he held a marker in his hand and marked something.

    Wu Zonglin, who had always been the "wine commander", saw that his brother and Mr. Lu had been drinking for three rounds, whispering in low voices most of the time, so he left the table and came to Xiao Sheng's side. When he saw Xiao Sheng  While Sheng was taking stock of the terrain of Kun City and the distribution of surrounding forces, he handed over a cigarette and said softly:

    "Your people are all so professional." After hearing this, Xiao Sheng raised his head slightly and said with a smile:

    "Killing is so professional, but there are really not many people who are qualified to challenge Carmen in the apocalypse. The Demon Sword is my uncle." Xiao Sheng bluntly pointed out that the layer of window paper was broken, and the smile on Wu Zonglin's face was slightly embarrassed.  Xiao Sheng didn't go to see him, which made him feel better.

    From today's subtle observations, Wu Zonglin did not think that Shi San was as simple as he seemed. How could a young man who dared to directly challenge Carmen in the apocalypse not allow him to think too much? However, the other party was also straightforward and directly pointed out his doubts.  , at this time, it seemed that Wu Zonglin was unrealistic.

    The more evil Xiao Sheng behaved, the more worried Wu Zonglin became. With this kind of ability of the other party, why did he bend down and be willing to "take a job" in the Wu family just for the high reward? But then he thought, the other party could also try to take advantage of the Wu family.  What, money, power, are you kidding?

    As for the so-called "narcotics police", it is even more fanciful. If the higher-ups want to rectify the Wu family, they need to keep such a monster around.

    The more he thought about it, the more relieved Wu Zonglin became. He didn¡¯t know if his head was twitching, but he suddenly said:

    "Shi San, what do you think of Yingying?"

    "Pfft," Xiao Sheng spurted out all the egg soup he drank in his mouth. He turned his head faintly, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a bit of pain:

    "Very good." Seeing Xiao Sheng's expression and hearing his reply, Wu Zonglin was stunned for a moment, then laughed "haha" and patted Xiao Sheng's shoulder.

    Although Wu Zongshan didn't drink too much during the lunch at noon, the depression during this period still made him in a bad mood. He fell drunk on the back seat. Wu Zonglin, who drank a little wine, was in the back seat.  She took care of him until the car slowly drove into Wu's house. Hong Shan, who was waiting anxiously at home, rushed to the car immediately.

    After a few nonsense words, no one took Wu Zongshan's words to heart. Xiao Sheng, who took off his coat, dove into his bedroom, sat in front of his desk, pressed his temples, and suddenly opened his eyes.  He showed a sharp gaze,

    "Scout, I want you to find out what's going on."

    "We have some clues. Wu Zonglin has a woman outside and has been keeping her for three years, but both of them are very careful. I have already sent the woman's information to your mailbox."

    In Xiao Sheng's view, Wu Zongshan has the aura of a hero, but does not have the thinking of a counselor. Wu Zongshui has the bravery of a general, but still does not have his own independent thoughts. Only this Wu Zonglin is too perfect and does everything down to the smallest detail.  Although the overall view is not as thorough as Wu Zongshan's, in small things, many details can be found from clues.

    Paying attention to Wu Zonglin¡¯s private life is not to say that Xiao Sheng has this hobby. A man in his early thirties should have a physical need to vent, but in this regard, he is too restrained. In addition, last month, Wu Zongshan  The two dead confidants were too weird to deny that it was someone from EO who did it. If they just wanted to dig something out, leaving them alive would be more convincing than leaving them dead.

    For a long time, Wu Zongshan¡¯s light has always covered Wu Laoer, and everyone¡¯s focus has been tilted towards this. Only today, Xiao Sheng felt that this Wu Zonglin is the person who needs his attention the most.

    "The taste is quite strong, it's pretty good, and she looks pretty good. She's a mother of two, and she's still in such good shape." She enlarged the photo, held it against the tip of her nose, and murmured softly,

    "By the way, scout, your woman has a letter, please let me give it to you."

    "My woman."

    "Cuckoo,."

    "She's coming to Kunming."

    ? ???You guess,.  "When he said this, Xiao Sheng then put the unopened letter in his pocket at the window. After just one face-to-face meeting, the letter disappeared.

    Xiao Sheng sat back down and continued to look at the information in front of him. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help but think about something in his heart.

    "When a woman encounters a man who is proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, she chooses to cheat. Well, he is unemployed. Why is he so wealthy? He has been unemployed at home for so many years. Just relying on that small supermarket is enough to support his expenses.

    Scout, send me recent photos of her two children, and I¡¯ll give you one more thing: collect the hair or blood of the two children and compare them with Wu Zonglin¡¯s DNA.

    I always feel that this matter is so suspenseful.  "

    "Sir, you won't doubt it."

    "There are so many incidents in the Wu family. There are shadows of Hong Shan and Wu Zonglin. Does he have motives and contradictions? Also, check this woman. I want the most detailed information about her. Of course, he is just a person.  As for the subline, from the current point of view, his existence will not affect the foundation, but I don¡¯t want anyone to affect our plan to sneak into the Golden Triangle. Please be careful in this regard." The scouts who heard this said in succession.  He should be busy with other things. Xiao Sheng smelled a hint of 'perfunctory' in his answer.

    It¡¯s been such a long time since I¡¯ve seen my girl, and with the love letter in hand, of course my heart was itching like a cat¡¯s paw. Xiao Sheng understood this feeling, and then didn¡¯t say anything more.

    I wanted to take advantage of the situation where a few people were around to take a lazy nap for a while, but before I got up, I heard the scout¡¯s voice of ¡®embarrassment¡¯,

    "Boss, my education is low, and my understanding of connotations is even worse. This Dujuan gave me a letter. He didn't write anything in it, but just drew a picture. Why can't I figure out what it means? You  Help me add up, add up,"

    "Well, please explain."

    "There are two pigeons on top and a dead sheep on the bottom."

    "No more, not even a reminder."

    "No, if there was, I wouldn't be so depressed."

    "Two pigeons above, a dead sheep below, scout, what do cuckoos usually call you."

    "Brother," Hearing this, Warhead, who was on complex alert, laughed out loud,

    "Return the troops, brother."

    "I understand, I understand, the two pigeons above are what you call 'brother'."

    "Then the sheep is dead down there."

    "That's right, brother, I'm so itchy down there."

    "Pfft." After hearing the profound meaning, the bullet almost rolled off the wall. These are all gods.
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