"Ah? Tian Hu? He is accepting the verdict at the Municipal People's Court." Pan Long was stunned for a moment, thinking what is there to hide in this matter? You can get the news by reading the media news, but is it fatal?
Roland was defeated by her own stupidity. She felt that the whole thing was happening secretly, as if it happened just to laugh at her. It was like a magic show was finally revealed. When she discovered the simple principle behind it, she felt deeply regretful and self-deprecating.
Just because she was too worried that she would waste time, she wasted two hours for no reason. After a long circle, she found that she was back to the starting point.
Before going to jail, you must first accept the court's judgment. This may be something that Li Mengli, a high school student, can think of, but Roland, who has experienced hundreds of lives, has made everything complicated.
But after thinking about it, Roland realized that it was not a waste of time to come to Pan Long. She did not remove the saber from Pan Long's neck, but continued to ask, "Do you have any arms here? Guns and ammunition, cannon detonators, etc. .”
"Oh my grandma! Where do you think I am? I am just a small hotel owner. How can I have any guns and ammunition!" Pan Long felt the strength on his neck and confirmed that this girl was not simple. It seemed that she might have come here for the last batch of arms.
"Don't be so glib with me, I'm telling you Pan Long, I'm really your grandma!"
"Yes, yes, you are my great-grandmother, okay?" Pan Long raised his eyes and glared at Lao San. Where did this kid bring such a ruthless character? However, judging from Lao San's confused expression, it seemed that It is indeed not his conspiracy, and he does not have the courage.
"Do you still remember what grandma said to you before she died?" Roland lowered his head and whispered in Pan Long's ear, "If my guess is correct, this may not be a farewell. If one day we meet again See, I should find you in another younger body. I don’t think you will be afraid, because by that time, you have grown up.”
Pan Long's eyes widened. He seemed to have returned to the small room and his grandma's bed more than 20 years ago. Although he was not old at that time, if anyone had said these words to him, he would have been shocked. No one would believe that, except for his grandma who raised him single-handedly, this wrinkled old man had brought him so much and taught him so much. In Pan Long's heart, his feelings for his grandma had long been more than just love. Family affection, coupled with a kind of belief that is almost like worshiping a god...
Without Liu Erhua's education and cultivation, Pan Long, who was only fourteen years old at the time, would never have been able to survive on his own in the following years.
He took a deep breath. Apart from feeling that everything was magical, he believed Roland's words without any doubt.
"Grandma, I thought I would never be able to wait for you again." After Pan Long said this, his already white hair seemed to become even whiter.
Lao San sat slumped on the ground with his back against the wall, sweat sliding down his bald head like rain, which seemed to make his bald head even brighter.
"I don't have time to catch up with you now." Roland neatly stuffed the saber back into her leather boots. She found that the saber was very easy to use. It was no exaggeration to say that the saber seemed to have grown out of her body. But if you want to save Tian Hu, you must have weapons with stronger deterrent power. "What is the most powerful weapon that you can take out right away?"
In fact, the reason why Roland asked Pan Long for weapons was to avoid hurting innocent people. Only weapons with strong deterrent power can make those guards obedient.
If Roland used this saber to save Tian Hu, I'm afraid those guards would have no way to survive.
"I have a small private arsenal in country E. I just bought a batch of new gadgets there a while ago. Speaking of this place..." Pan Long rolled his eyes and quietly reached into the table with his hand. Next, "Grandma, can I ask, what do you use it for?"
"Save people."
"Who to save? Is it Tian Hu? You just asked where Tian Hu was."
"Yes! I don't care what laws he has committed. He is of use to me now. It will be very troublesome to save him after he is imprisoned. I need to get him in the shortest possible time..." At this point, Roland suddenly stepped forward and pinched him. When Pan Long was about to stretch out his hand, he twisted it hard. Roland quickly caught the pistol before it fell, and put the muzzle of the gun against Pan Long's head.
"You can do it, Pan Long, don't you dare to think wrong in front of grandma."
Before he finished speaking, Lao San, who was sitting by the wall, saw Pan Long suddenly kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to beg for mercy.
The third child clapped his big hand on his bald head, regretting why he didn't leave immediately. Now that he saw something he shouldn't have seen, his life might be in danger.
"Grandma, you once taught me that if you don't take care of yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!" Pan Long crawled over and hugged Roland's ankle, begging with red eyes, "Tian Hu really can't be saved, I killed him, if this happens If something unexpected happens and attracts more attention, my previous criminal records may be exposed, and it will not be as simple as five years! Grandma, can you really bear to see your grandson stay in prison for the rest of his life? No! Say! Maybe... they will kill me!"
Only then did Roland understand everything. It turned out that Tian Hu was the scapegoat for this unlucky thing.
She was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed. She put the pistol on the coffee table, bent down and touched Pan Long's head and said, "Silly boy, you were raised by me, how could I bear to harm you? Don't worry, From now on, grandma will protect you and keep you safe."
Pan Long raised his head in surprise as if he had been saved, "Grandma's words are enough!"
He got up from the ground and said tremblingly, "Third brother, go get the bundle of detonators for grandma!"
Roland nodded with satisfaction. In her heart at this moment, she had completely regarded Pan Long as a quasi-abandoned son. She wanted to keep him for the time being, maybe he could be used later.
The pistol was always placed on the table, but Pan Long never dared to move it again. He was very aware of his grandma's methods. He took the gun from under the table just now to test whether grandma would still be the same in a younger body. It was so powerful back then, so it seems the answer is yes.
"If a man does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth." Pan Long repeated that sentence in his heart. It was the sentence that he understood most deeply among all his grandma's teachings. He knew that grandma would not save him, just like when he fell into the river and grandma stood idly by on the bank.
At that time, when he crawled up with a stomach full of water and asked his grandma why he didn't save him, her grandma only said one sentence, which taught him the principle of "If a man doesn't take care of himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth."
That sentence is: I don’t want to get my shoes wet.
