When receiving the mission signal of the [Remix·Remix] intrusion operation, 9527 immediately hid with several babies. She wanted to seek asylum from the BOSS. In the chaotic and turbulent situation, no one could Guaranteed what will happen next.
Aohun Mingde has already made preparations. The aspects related to Li Daitao's stiffness in this suspended animation ceremony have been done very carefully and naturally. A specific execution plan has been drawn up half a year ago - by David Victor's [Hell Highway] ] to control the death row inmates and select actors. Then the Mystical Gate and Wood Plunk will use drugs and hypnosis to issue orders.
The tragedy that occurred in the armed train was within the expectations of the film crew from beginning to end.
Except for Pellelini Tuon himself, all the police officers, Qing Jin and the scapegoat who looked exactly like Jiang Xueming were all fake.
This execution executed forty-one felons, leaving behind one Mr. Chen Fugui who was seriously injured and hanging on by a thread, almost turning into minced meat. When he once again used the special ability of [Heart Arsonist] to transform back into Wood Plunk's body, he only had a few minutes left before he had to be reincarnated.
The Vita brand that erupted from Pellelini's body completed the work of destroying the scene very well. These white ladies, strengthened by the essence of the immortal, had a huge appetite and almost gnawed all the corpses in the carriage to nothing. There are so many bones and bones, and the wealth has almost become the blood donation unit of the immortal. He has to stay in the VIP tea room for later observation and treatment, and he will not be able to get out of bed for a while.
The effect of this smoke bomb was obvious. In the week after the Pellerini escort accident, Aohui Mingde had no time to rest. He was either holding a press conference or talking to other staff at the crime scene. Conduct criminal investigation together.
The front desk of Anonymous was almost packed——
——Every day, people who come to express condolences to the families of heroes have to line up from Ms. Fenxing’s small house to Longhua Road in Moon Lane.
Is the gunsmith dead or alive? Before Aohun Mingde had time to tell the truth, rumors had already sentenced the hero to death.
In just one week, the incident has spiraled out of control. People have begun to raise various flags and use various signs to return to their old business of cheating. They have begun to test the capabilities of regional security and anti-fraud public agencies - if they fail If you do, you will have the opportunity to make big money and commit big crimes.
Xiaoqi hid in the cabinet for seven days and heard all kinds of rumors every day. She didn't know when such days would end.
BOSS said that everything depends on the situation. If things don't get better, 9527 and Xueming's little darlings will have to stay in the cabinet and become another kind of prisoners.
Tangning and Hasband are in charge of the basic business of Anonymous, and they must ensure the basic functions of JoeStar——
——When they received the news of the gunsmith's death, Tangning and Haspen were shocked. They are not insiders of [Remix·Remix], they just think this matter is extremely ridiculous.
But in the next few days, the two young people were almost overwhelmed by complicated affairs and mountains of letters. Countless questions and condolences, as well as various problems were exposed.
They weren't as stressed when the Gunsmith was alive. After news of the gunsmith's death spread to various sectors of the underworld. In just seven days, Tang Ning, as the head of internal affairs, received more than 700 threatening letters of extraordinary significance.
The Anonymous is a Senate that comes to the rescue when encountering injustice. Its function determines its attributes, and it is destined to get into a lot of trouble.
This is what gives Tangning a headache. These threatening letters came from all over the world. When rumors spread that the gunsmith teacher was dead, these villains and gangsters who had been educated by Anonymous seemed to have immediately become arrogant and wanted to He intensified and continued to commit violence.
These are just people who have free time and write letters to Anonymous in anger——
——If you include the more enterprising gangsters who have no time to write letters, it is estimated that these people have already begun to formulate criminal plans for a comeback.
Tangning muttered numbly: "There are forty-three threatening letters about phone bombs, all of which are in areas governed by the Redstone people."
Hasband: "Quite grumpy"
A dim starlight casts down from the office, which is the light source emitted by fungus gnats and a series of parasites in the star-colored sky.
Tangning took out a letter from the thick document bag——
"——Old father Ham from No. 3 Xinxiang City says hello to Anonymous."
"Fortunately, life has not always been so decadent. The prison cafeteria is making pig food for the prisoners."
"They used my fat butt as a tool to vent their anger because I was accused of sexually molesting my daughter."
"This bastard gunsmith is finally dead. Just wait for me. These years of grievance and anger will turn into a bottle of liquid bomb. I want to seek justice with my own hands."
Hasben was puzzled: "Really? Is this old guy serious?"
Tangning: "Which one is true? Which sentence are you asking about?"
"He actually attacked his own daughter?" Hasben became angry: "This kind of person should be shot! Staying in prison is a waste of food!"
Tangning pursed her lips and shook her head: "That's not true. His daughter came to us crying and begging for justice. The reason is that the old father is indeed perverted. He often sniffs his daughter's underwear. We feel that one day this father will Love must turn bad sooner or later - communicate with the local war group in advance to protect this girl. But Ham wants to violently resist the law and storm the Metropolitan Police Department. Of course he must be sent to prison for reflection and education."
Hasband: "Is he really going to drop a bomb on us?"
Tangning put down the letter: "How can it be so easy? It's just that the teacher is not here, and these potential criminals [who have been wronged] start having a carnival."
Hasben covered his face, not knowing what to say.
Tang Ning had been reading letters for the past few days and her SAN was going crazy. She wanted to give her junior brother some blood pressure, so she took out another letter.
"hahahahahahahahahahaha"
He read a series of HAH expressionlessly and finally came to the main text of the letter.
"Son of a bitch! I've been waiting for this day! Do you still remember what good things you have done before?"
"Originally, I was going to be promoted and go to work in the Traffic Department of the Third District. As long as I got a few heads, I was going to be transferred from the war group! But you shameless idiot! All my credit has been taken away by you. ! And my marriage! My great life!”
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! How come you can sit in that seat and enjoy the hot drinks!"
"After you die, there will definitely be no one to take care of your wife and children! I will find an opportunity to help you! How about letting them accompany you?"
Tangning shrugged meaninglessly——
——There are many threatening letters like this. They are most likely sent by small leaders in the former regional team. Perhaps they regard the expedition as a business, and they want to seek career and fortune in this business. , but the nameless people blocked their way to make money.
When the teacher was still here, no one dared to send letters here.
Most of the contents of these letters are full of thunder and small rain. They are criminals who are adding insult to injury and gloating about others' misfortune. They want to express all their grievances and vent their bad breath.
The real trouble is for those imps who have a chance to be released from prison because their crimes are not worthy of death.
Tangning took the letter from another document bag——
——It is a letter asking for help from an old mother.
"What did the boss say? Is Mr. Gunsmith okay?"
"He will definitely not die? Right?"
"My son recently called me from prison again and asked me to prepare some money. He wants to open a casino after he is released. I don't know what to do."
"I came to Anonymous before, begging you, asking you to help me, send him to be rehabilitated. He chopped off his own fingers and wanted to change his mind and start a new life."
"But...after that video was uploaded, he seemed to change back day by day."
"He scolded me on the phone, saying that I was an evil woman who could even harm her own son, and that I was not a human being."
"So, Mr. Gunsmith, is he okay? I don't know if the militia will interfere with my family's affairs. I am also a family member of a criminal, but I am the only son."
"If he makes a mistake again, can I trouble you and beg you again to make him better? It doesn't matter if he chops off a few more fingers."
"I want him to live"
In addition, there are juvenile delinquents.
Tangning took out another document bag and continued talking.
"It can be seen that this world is still governed by the law of the jungle."
"Mr. Gunsmith, when you personally sent me to prison, you told me that wounding and killing are both serious crimes, but I think this is your most powerful skill, and I must find a few suitable experimental subjects to imitate it. Study, right?”
"I am obviously your admirer, but you want to tell me that this is a crime. It really gives me a headache."
"Although I am only thirteen years old, I think my mind is much clearer than other people my age, and even smarter than some adults."
"The news of your death shocked me, but I also felt a sense of inexplicable joy. It means I was right - my philosophy was correct."
"A Senate with unclear meaning like the Anonymous should be punished as it should be. It is a hegemony used to abuse our free will."
"Hehehehehehehe I learned a lot in prison. It's not as scary as the rumors outside, but it's my paradise."
"People who commit heinous crimes must be worshiped by their fellow inmates. Economic prisoners and political prisoners are usually leaders because they eat people quickly and well. There are many despicable gangsters who commit petty crimes and become the bottom of the food chain. They are A scumbag that even the prison guards look down upon.”
"Occasionally, we see prisoners related to sexual assault cases thrown in, and they are not discriminated against by us, because there are no women here. We have to ask these [experienced] guys, why are they arrested? Yes. Because we didn’t serve the victims well?”
"All in all, your Anonymous is like a performance art, very interesting, Mr. Gunsmith."
"I thought that the underground world would be boring forever after the expedition, but I didn't expect that this period of imprisonment would become an excellent change in life."
"I learned a lot of skills. Although people are out of touch with society, they all have great ambitions. They talk about big projects worth millions. It makes me look forward to the future. When I think of your existence, I feel a deep sense of admiration. It stings — because you’re not making us people rich, you’re not making it easy for us people.”
"Perhaps the great power of common deeds of all living beings came into play. When I was about to be released from prison, I received the news of your death. It was so good, so great, so dreamy."
"I will be fourteen soon. The days without you are the best days."
Hasben was furious when he heard this: "I'll give this naughty boy a longer sentence! Damn it! I'll wait for him outside his prison! I'll squat him!"
"Are you a primary school student?" Tangning covered her face, not knowing what to say, "You want to have a fight with this little brat after school?"
Hasband asked, "What crime did he commit?"
Tang Ning: "I purchased controlled knives. Some of the decorative parts of the firearms had no structural parts. I was targeted by logistics. When the militiamen came to the door, this kid wanted to violently resist the law and was captured on the spot."
Hasband: "Huh?"
Tangning: "He was sent to a juvenile correctional center for reform. He became a gangster in the juvenile reformatory. When he returned to school, he was laughed at by his classmates, so he took out a utility knife and stabbed his classmates. Then he was sent to a juvenile prison."
Hasband: "Huh?"
There are many, many cases like this, almost piled up like a mountain. Tang Ning is sitting in the master's seat in Anonymous' office, always being a listener and solving the troubles in people's lives in every detail.
After the gunsmith's death, these grievances that had been settled sprung up again.
This is also a big test for the two students. Without the gunsmith and the eldest sister, the nameless one becomes a target after the halo is shattered, and can be attacked at any time.
"You go out, I have to meet guests." Tang Ning asked his junior brother to make room for the visitors who were queuing up for errands in the afternoon. The rest time was over.
Hasben looked at his senior brother worriedly: "Teacher, he doesn't know how."
"He won't die!" Tangning looked excited: "I don't believe this, not from the beginning to the end - the goddess of fate favors the brave, I can't accept this fact, what do you think? ——”
"——Why can Pellelini kill the teacher? Is he braver than the teacher? Is he better than the teacher? If there is a traitor in Lazuli and kills the teacher together with the mole in the escort team, maybe this reason You can still convince me.”
Hasband: "BOSS has not released any substantive news. This matter is not over yet."
"Let's take a step back." Tangning pursed her lips. When he thought about the eldest sister walking with the teacher, his heart almost collapsed: "Bai Lu can still hold up a sign. We should think more carefully. If one day the teacher really has to retire, can the two of us continue to run Joestar?"
"I understand." Hasben thought thoughtfully, feeling that Tangning was much more mature than him, so he hurriedly left the office without asking any questions.
The soldier from the Ranger Regiment came to the first floor. When people stepped into the bar, they still sat in their respective seats and did not rush up to ask questions. All this is thanks to Sister Hong. Rules set by the butler.
Regular customers are very polite, and every time a newcomer comes who has something to do, they will take the initiative to inform the club of the basic etiquette and maintain the sanctity of this land.
No one came to stop Haspen, people just stared at the young man silently, at the gunsmith's protégé - these eyes made Haspen feel at a loss.
"[Ivory Tower]! Follow him - maybe you can get news about the gunsmith family from him." A strange face whispered Hunwei's real name. This guest had just arrived in the Nine Realms. , immediately broke into the anonymous club.
The moment Hasben walked out of the door, the unfamiliar guest stood up immediately. He seemed to have little experience in tracking and stalking espionage, and immediately started taking action after paying.
He looks to be in his early thirties, with sparse stubble on his face and a head full of black rags. Judging from his appearance, he should be Korean.
His name is Jin Taikang, a member of the Alliance of Immortals. He blatantly walked through the city and came to the starting point of the entire underground world. He went deep into the dragon's den and carried out an assassination mission on the gunsmith's loved ones.
Everything he relies on comes from his special soul power, the spiritual disaster index that can cover up the holy blood, and the disguise method that can change his appearance.
"[Ivory Tower]!"
Hasben was about to take away the military dog, so he took Hei Ge's rope and took the big wolf out of the kennel.
The weak psychic fluctuations made him suspicious, and he suddenly turned back to look at the stranger following him from the side of the workshop.
Hasband asked, "What's the matter?"
Jin Taikang took off his coat and hung it on the hook of the workshop door. He smiled and opened his arms to show that he had no weapons.
"I want to ask you, do you know where 9527 and the gunsmith's children are?"
Haas wanted to refuse——
——But for a moment, my brain seemed to freeze.
He only felt a hint of coolness coming from the dog leash, and these irritating feelings were gradually taking over his brain.
It's so troublesome, it's so troublesome! Might as well tell the truth - he thought.
Everything is going in the direction of "making myself comfortable", so I blurt it out without thinking.
"In Cabinet"
Jin Taikang suddenly realized: "Oh! It's in the cabinet. Thank you!"
It wasn't until the stranger left that Hasben's pupils trembled, and he finally realized that he seemed to be under mind control.
"What happened? Why..why would I."
[Boy? What are you wondering about? ]
The Canaan life lurking in the body did not raise any guard against this special spiritual energy, and seemed completely unaware of the abnormal phenomena occurring in Hasben.
"Ah" Hasben covered his head and put down Brother Hei's dog leash.
He lowered his head and took another look, but was shocked by Brother Hei's demeanor!
This descendant of a holy beast was originally a bit majestic as a military dog, but at this moment, Brother Hei's belly is bulging, as if he has completely forgotten about training and has gained a lot of weight!
Ahei's eyes shrank unnaturally and became overbearing and fierce, like a well-fed breeding pig. When it saw Haspen about to pick up the dog leash, it immediately became fierce until Haspen took a few steps back. Hei Cai retreated into the kennel and lay down next to the window where food was delivered.
"What exactly is going on?"
Hasben felt that his brain was starting to get confused and he couldn't think clearly. Everything pointed to one thing.
"I don't want to work anymore. It's really troublesome - why does the teacher have to die?"
"Why did you choose to die at this juncture?"
He murmured, covering his mouth in surprise as he spoke these words.
"I obviously want to do it before winter"
"Find a chance to confess your love to Glory again..."
He tried his best to fight against this instinct——
——But fatigue defeated him.
"Why don't you leave all these things to others."
"I think I should go find Bai Lu now."
"Look at her. She looks very similar to Gloria."
As he said this, Hasban seemed to have forgotten all his work.
He untied his heavy carrying gear, dressed in the most comfortable way, and took the gunsmith's pipe from the workshop. He thought for a long time, and finally tried to experience the feeling of his teacher smoking, and then "Jian Bailu" "I forgot all about it.
I heard the bustle of people coming from the bar, and the crisp sound of playing cards on the table.
Hasband immediately walked to the bar's entertainment room and rushed to the lobby with his pipe in hand.
Sister Hong immediately noticed something was wrong——
"——Hasbon! What are you doing! Smoking is prohibited in the lobby!"
Husband barely reacted at all. He only felt that Sister Hong was an eyesore blocking the road, so he called out Hunwei without thinking.
The Queen of Sparks pushed Sister Hong's frail body away, pushed her to the sofa, and threw her on top of the guests.
"That's great." Hasband pushed aside a guest and sat at the gaming table, looking exactly like his father who loved gambling and Lawrence Madison.
Hass was acting on instinct. The guests wanted to compete for seats, and he was immediately punched by the Queen of Sparks. He was beaten by this golden spirit until his nose and mouth bleeded, he trembled and screamed.
"Your hand is so powerful!"
Hasband held up the Texas Hold'em poker cards, still smiling playfully.
"That's great! You can win a lot of money!"
