Chapter 1289: Thief shouting to catch a thief

On the street, Mark led Ning Tao, talking while walking.
"Ali, Pambu is a good girl. Don't disappoint her, treat her well, you know?" Mark had said this for the third time.
"Um." Ning Tao nodded for the third time.
He felt that his relationship with Pambu was pure. Although he stayed in a bed last night, nothing happened. Is there any purer relationship and friendship in this world?
But he was too lazy to explain to Mark.
He couldn't stop Pambu from liking him, but he had to control his brother.
In addition, Pambu gave him a lot of high-level favorite energy, and he also gave back to the big health care, and he was well deserved. You must know that his great health is equal to great creation, that is priceless and capable of changing Pambu's life.
"I'll see Redding later. You should be smart and say what you shouldn't say. You better think about it now." Mark finally said no to Pambo.
Ning Tao said: "Uncle Mark, rest assured, I know what to say, and it will not cause you any trouble."
"Oh!" Mark sighed heavily. "I blame the robber, so I didn't sleep last night. If I caught that robber, I must ..."
"What must you be?" Ning Tao asked with a smile.
Mark shook his head: "Forget it, how can a little person like me do to others? The robber dare to steal the house of the spirit god, it must be quite powerful, I can't beat it."
Ning Tao said secretly: "The robber not only eats your family's meal, but also sleeps in your family's bed."
Talking about each other, the two came to an official residence.
The official residence was majestic and magnificent. A was built in front of the gate, and a stone was laid on the slope. You must climb a hundred-step stone ladder to reach the door. On the steps, there were two rows of Jinjiacheng guards on the left and right sides, the same long-handled machete weapon, and the sharp blade exuded a sense of forest cold.
Ning Tao pretended to be nervous, and lowered his head to follow Mark and climbed up. It was best to come to the gate of the official guard of the city guard Reading. Ning Tao glanced back, several dozen meters high. The construction of such an official residence is just a large project, and the upcoming Reading is not easy.
Mark explained his intentions, and the Jinjia City Guard in front of the door let go, and told Mark City Guard that he was waiting in the living room. Mark thanked him and led Ning Tao through the door.
Behind the front door is a garden in front of the court. Many exotic trees and flowers are planted in the garden. There are flowers and fruits in the garden. They are all very valuable flowers and fruits. The garden is filled with a touch of gold. There is no factor for the energy of God. Everywhere.
Ning Tao whispered, "Uncle Mark, your boss is very rich. Can he build such a luxurious residence with Lulu?"
Mark paused and reached Ning Tao's ears: "His uncle is actually not high. The key is that he will make money. People who do business in this city must pay taxes on entering and leaving Tianqi City every day. City Guard The official has the right to collect taxes. He will deduct a little and hand it over to the Sky Temple. Can he have no money? "
"No one cares?" Ning Tao said casually.
Mark whispered, "Who cares, as long as someone in the sky temple maintains order, those people don't care about money. Well, let's stop here and stop talking and beware of trouble."
Ning Tao nodded.
He knew a little more about the Kingdom of Apocalypse.
The Supreme Leader of the Kingdom of Apocalypse is naturally the Goddess of Wisdom Hemia
But the she is above is like the gods that believers in the world believe in. God never shows up. But God and God's religion are always working, developing new believers, and the wealth of religion is constantly increasing.
Hemia did not show up, and the highest power was the Temple of the Sky. The priest Rambo was a heavenly Taoist leader on the bright side, which was equivalent to a pope. City Guard Officer Redding holds the military power of Apocalypse City to maintain the defense and security of Apocalypse City. There are also peoples, who are nobles. The value of their existence is to worship God and contribute to the energy of faith. They look down on Tiemin, and even look down on Reading, but Reading is a real power and greedy for real money.
There is no king in the entire kingdom of Apocalypse, which is different from the kingdom of heaven in the immortal world.
With these things in mind, Ning Tao followed Mark unconsciously and came to a living room door. It's a living room, but it's more magnificent than the Qing Palace.
"You wait for me outside, and you come in when I call you." Mark explained Ning Tao and advanced the door.
Ning Tao stood at the door and glanced at the living room. He saw Reding, who had a big figure, as well as the spirit and several gods that he had seen last night.
Wu Ling finally couldn't hold his breath, and came to Reading's mansion to inquire about the progress of the case.
Ning Tao watched Redding for a while. Although he was a city defender, his strength was weaker than Lingyu. It is estimated that his strength should be between that of Bozhong and Lingyu. However, Lingyu was cultivated step by step to the realm of Tianxian, and Redding was manufactured. Although he did not open his eyes, he was able to make a more accurate judgment on the characteristics of the divine energy emanating from Reading. And the high-level components of Reding's body were not even in the warehouse of the Lingling Mansion.
This may seem inconceivable, but if you think about it, even something as terrifying as a fairy catcher can be made, what's the point of going to a Reading with the same strength as a demigod?
Ning Tao's curiosity towards the goddess of wisdom, Hemia, is getting stronger and stronger.
If Tiemin was created by Hemia, then he would sigh to himself like this.
Mark went in and said two sentences, and then came out: "Ali, go in, remember what I said to you, you can say what you should say, don't say what you shouldn't say."
Ning Tao nodded and said casually: "Uncle Mark, aren't you going in?"
Mark smiled bitterly: "What is my identity, I have no right to stand and speak in front of the adults, I have entrusted you with blessings, and I just said a few words in front of those adults. Alright, go in quickly. "
Ning Tao walked into the living room. A few pairs of eyes gathered together on his body, one by one with doubt and shock. He didn't take it for granted, but an expression of nervousness and fear appeared on his face, and he stopped in the middle of the living room, looking afraid to go any further.
Redding frowned slightly: "Walk in a little more, how do you stand so far away?"
"Yes, sir." Ning Tao responded with a sound and walked forward, stopped at about ten steps from Reading, and then greeted him.
Reading was a little impatient: "Okay, put away the compliment and go straight."
Ning Tao responded again: "Yes, sir."
Redding said: "I heard Mark said that you are a business person who was ransacked by that robber. What happened at that time and what the robber looked like, you talk about it carefully.
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Ning Tao pretended to think about it and then said, "I remember ... I bought potatoes in Shimojo City at that time, and I heard that a prosthetic shop in that city was ransacked. The thief also stole during the day, and it was only known to the boss. I I didn't pay much attention to it at that time, but I felt that the robber was so mad that he dared to commit crimes in the daytime. Later, I collected a batch of potatoes in Xiaye City and prepared to ship to Tianqi City to make a difference. My team passed by a valley At that time, the thief suddenly appeared and snatched my potato. "
This version is much richer than the version given to Mark. Ning Tao spoke personally, with a strong voice, and the story was much more exciting and interesting.
"What the robber looks like, say it quickly," Redding urged.
Ning Tao said: "It's a woman. It's beautiful. I can't describe it. Please give me a piece of paper and a brush. I'll draw the robber."
Redding said immediately, "Come here, get paper Chinese coins!"
Wu Ling got up from the seat and walked slowly to Ning Tao's side. A pair of eyes looked on Ning Tao's body.
Ning Tao secretly said: "This guy is more cunning than Redding. If you see through my identity, then your death is over."
He has n’t killed anyone when he arrives at Shenshan, and he has n’t earned the most wicked energy above Shenshan.
Xun Ling walked around Ning Tao, and finally stopped in front of Ning Tao: "You said you bought potatoes in Shimojo?"
Ning Tao nodded his head: "Yes, the respected God makes the Lord."
"Can you make money? They are transported from such a distance, and the farmers in Tianqi City also plant potatoes." Wu Ling asked.
Ning Tao said: "God makes adults, and small people do small businesses, even if it is a little profit, it is not disappointing. At that time, there was a slight difference between the two places, so I bought God potatoes."
Wu Ling asked again: "Apart from Shimojo Castle, where have you been?"
Just then, a servant of Tiemin sent paper and pen, and Tiemin was very thoughtful in doing things, and he also deliberately brought an extra drawing board.
Redding said, "God has made the Lord let him draw first. It doesn't make much sense to ask a little businessman's past clearly."
Last night Reading had a gray nose in Fuling Mansion. Today, in his own home, he had to pay a little respect to Fu Ling.
Wu Ling snorted coldly: "You better not lie ~ EbookFREE.me ~ otherwise you will die terribly."
Ning Tao pretended to be nervous and said: "Xiaomin dare not lie, every word that Xiaomin says is true."
Redding urged: "What a nonsense, clean painting!"
"Yes." Ning Tao responded, sitting on the floor and placing her drawing board on her thigh to draw a portrait.
His mind was thinking about Daenerys, and his brain directed his arms to sketch Daenerys. He has no skill in drawing, but he is a god. If a can't even draw a picture, what kind of is it?
God, to some extent, actually stands for omnipotence.
And he, he is the great God of God.
Time was flowing away every minute, and several dignitaries in the living room watched Ning Tao painting.
Ning Tao could have painted faster, but he deliberately slowed down, and did not paint a portrait of Daenerys until after a moment of incense. Then he came to Layton with the portrait in his hands and handed it to Reding.