Chapter 996:

In the middle of the night, there will be thunderstorms, the whole moon, black and black, and the temperature is high and irritating.
Even the wind that was blown caught a hot air, and the distance from the sky was so heavy and sullen from time to time that it was not very loud.
The pastor, a black shadow appeared on the roof of the main building.
He is coming in!
He broke the ghost-like high-tech of the palace.
His tall figure walked lightly and gently from the stairs on the roof.
Huang Ling told him where she lives.
On the second floor, the black man rang the room where Huang Ling lived.
He inquired, Mumu and Guan Fu, uncle in the ranch tonight, not in the government.
The palace-like villa of the ancient animal husbandry, the maid can not come in as soon as it is dark.
Therefore, the animal husbandry and the housekeeper are not there, the black man is so smooth from the rooftop to the second floor.
The passage was quiet, and the knock on the door seemed a bit awkward.
Soon, the black man heard the sound of unlocking inside.
He smiled and was a little excited, but when the door opened, he was not good.
It is not Huang Ling who is opening the door to him, but she is accompanying him. Besides Cheng Wanduo, there is also a group of bodyguards.
The black man was shocked, and looked around, quiet aisle, suddenly bursting out a group of bodyguards.
Shemu stood there like a god, and exuded the breath of the king.
He looked coldly at the man in black, and his mouth twitched with a smile. "Mobson, I didn't expect to put you in the ring so easily. It seems that Huang Ling is in your heart, really Important, I don't know if you are in her heart, it doesn't matter."
After that, the animal husbandry dawn suddenly became cold, hand waved, cold: "take him down!"
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A grassland with a beautiful environment.
The sheep are piled in piles, and some of the horses graze on the hooves.
The air, with a natural freshness, with a grass, and the taste of sheep and horses.
In the early morning, the sun is shining, the blue sky and white clouds are good weather.
However, in one place, in the air, there is a smell.
The pasture of the pastoral, in front of the small building where he lived, at this time, the atmosphere was weird and the blood smell was very strong.
Mobson, in a black outfit, was soaked, not water soaked his clothes.
It was the blood that came out of him, soaking all his clothes.
He was tied to a tree in front of Xiaoyang Building.
For the bright sun, I can better sun him. The people here also deliberately cut the branches of this tree.
Mobson's five flowers are tied and tied to the tree.
He stood against the tree, black clothing, a hole here, a hole in it, all over the place.
Some of them are like bullet holes, and some are like holes that are cut by a knife. No matter what weapon is hurt, the blood of every wound flows out like spring water.
Always in good spirits, strong and strong Mo Bosen, at this time look, dying, his head can not lift straight, hang down.
His good-looking hair was all wet, and the tip of the hair was dripping with blood-stained sweat.
In the hot summer, when it doesn't rain, the temperature is high and scary.
Even in the early morning, the bright sun is stinging.
The sun shone on Mobson's body, making him a man with light.
At his feet, a glass of one meter wide was broken.
The shapes are different, but the pieces are sharp and sharp.
A glass broken road was formed, and the glass broken road was up to 30 meters long.