Sizzle...
A cloud of white smoke jumped up from the crack, tearing the white light apart and rushing up.
The autumn wind came and blew up the white pieces again.
The white piece fluttered like a dandelion, rippling in the wind, and finally lost all its vitality and motivation. Like Fangzhou Kun, who had reached the end of his life, he fell to the ground silently and sadly, finishing his last life.
This book has also turned to the last page.
Out of the corner of his eye, Zhuang Chihua walked over quickly, bent down to pick up the torn white piece, and exploded it with his eyes focused. It exploded and screamed: "Resignation letter!"
In the dusk, Zhuang Chihua suddenly looked back and screamed: "Master Tong, why did you resign?"
"Now is the best time for you!"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Haopeng in the distance shook his body violently, turned around with lightning, showing an absolutely impossible look!
Te Laoyi panicked and grabbed the white A4 paper, his pupils dilated, and his body tilted and the wheelchair fell to the ground.
Tianjian Zhengtang An's army all rushed forward, and they stood stunned on the spot as if they were struck by thunder!
Zijinshan Shangyu, Gubo Bao Guoxing, and Zhang Jiangtao all rushed forward and immediately turned into stone statues!
The next second, Wang Peng arrived!
The moment his right hand reached out, Wang Peng's hand froze.
The cracked A4 paper trembled with Wang Junpeng's hand, Wang Junpeng's body trembled, his handsome face was infinitely ferocious, the corners of his mouth were twitching, and his murderous intent was soaring to the sky!
Suddenly, Wang Junpeng grasped the A4 paper tightly with both hands, crumpled it into a ball, smashed it to the ground, and stepped on it without any sense of discipline.
"snort!"
"It's worthless!"
With words that only he could hear coming out of his mouth, Wang Peng seemed to have thought of something. He turned back angrily and glared at the huddled Long Guangyao, the world-destroying killing intent in his eyes violently coming out again.
"I want to resign——"
"It depends on whether I approve it or not!"
With that said, Wang Junpeng stepped on my resignation letter again. His whole body was like a burning man burning with three flavors of real fire, and he was furious!
At this moment, Long Guangyao's secretary Ran Hong approached carefully and reported in a low voice: "Mr. Peng. The child teacher smashed the car and it has been recorded..."
All at once!
Wang Peng's neck froze, and he slowly turned his head bit by bit. Two heaven-cutting divine lights killed Ran Hong directly.
Immediately Ran Hong was so frightened that his face turned pale and he lost his mind.
"Teacher smashed the car?!"
"Did you see it?"
Hearing this, Ran Hong felt bad. He looked at Wang Junpeng in horror, and then at the broken car next to him. He wanted to laugh but couldn't, so he smiled so ugly.
"Which of you saw the child teacher smashing the car?"
Wang Junpeng glared with blood-red tiger eyes and growled: "You——"
"Who saw Teacher Tong smashing the car?"
"Stand up for me!"
The heartbreaking and hoarse roar spread throughout the world, all beasts trembled, and all things bowed their heads!
When the autumn wind picks up, the call of the leaves can be heard throughout the swallow.
The rustling of locust trees, the rustling of sycamore trees, the snapping of ginkgo trees, the poplar poplar...
After a while, the wind picked up.
The raised dust was blown up into the sky, blended into the slowly darkening sky, and headed towards the invisible sun.
A raindrop fell silently from the sky and hit the ground, splashing invisible droplets.
Within a few minutes, there were more raindrops.
The dust exhaust that has been stained for many days drips from the golden edge on the outermost edge of the leaves to the ground as the rain intensifies, washing away the lead.
When the sky darkened completely, rainwater also accumulated in the low-lying areas on the roadside.
There is a slight chill in the autumn breeze. A scorched yellow leaf breaks away from the green tree and falls quietly into the world, hastily passing through spring, summer and autumn.
The sprinkler truck ran over it, and this yellow leaf that bid farewell to the world in advance was covered with dirt and was ruthlessly washed into the sewer.
I bent down and picked up the first fallen sycamore leaf in autumn in Yandu from the gap, wiped it dry, and stared at it for a long time.
, and threw the yellow leaves into the trash can.
The trash can is where Huang Ye goes.
Because it can still be buried in the garbage dump, at least it has been buried in the soil.
He turned around and was about to move forward.
With a creaking sound, the west door of the Prince's Mansion suddenly opened.
"it's him!"
"He is the bronze lion."
A group of people stepped out from the Zhumen with murderous intent, staring at me with fierce eyes.
"Tong. Long time no see."
A middle-aged man in a white shirt strolled up with an umbrella and sneered: "Have you returned from the frontier?"
I whispered to the other person: "Huang Guanyang, if you fart, just let it go."
In front of me, the heartless senior brother Huang Guanyang looked at me coldly and said in his mouth: "My mouth still smells so bad."
"I knew I was going to meet you, so I didn't brush my teeth on purpose." ap.
Huang Guanyang's face suddenly darkened.
"What nonsense are you talking to this dog?"
An old man with gray temples jumped up to me, pointed at my nose and shouted: "Poodle. Let me ask you. You just hit my gallop. What do you say?"
After Huang Guan recovered, Xia Er covered Lao Gao's swollen and purple-bruised face with his arms, as if he had been stung by a wasp, muttering and cursing: "Poodle, Master, I want to beat, beat..."
call!
The wind breaks!
I pulled out the solid purple golden bamboo from my backpack: "Shouldn't you hit someone for swearing?"
Xia Erzui's eyes suddenly showed three parts fear and seven parts anger: "I didn't scold you."
"Dare you scold but dare not admit it? Are you worthy of being the master of this prince's palace?"
Xia Er's arms changed color as he was shaking. Just as he was about to speak, he was pulled back by the severe pain on his face, which made him hiss and gasp.
The half-hundred-year-old man looked upright and solemn: "Even if Ji Chi scolded you, you shouldn't hit someone. Apologize to Ji Chi immediately."
I said dismissively, "That's it. I'm going to call you a s***. Do you think you're going to hit me or scold me?"
The half-hundred-year-old man suddenly darkened his face: "Does that mean you won't apologize?"
"I won't apologize. Are you, the Xia family, going to single me out and fight me back?"
"Our Xia family is not as unqualified as you!"
The half-hundred-year-old man said coldly: "It's not like our Xia family has never done anything like killing. But that was all in the past. When I was young, there were squabbles between the Temple of Heaven and the Earth, and I was always there."
I responded indifferently: "You can go now. Whoever loses will pay the ticket."
The half-hundred-year-old man looked disdainful and arrogant: "You are just a foreigner with poor legs. You are not even settled. Don't think of yourself as a native of Yandu. You are not worthy."
I said coldly: "To fight or not to fight?"
