Chapter 1003: Dead man as evidence, thanks to Qin Shi

Others don't know the nature of Ning Zhonghua. He is clear. The guy who looks like a sacred bone is a tomb thief. It can be said that turning his face will turn his face and he may murder!
"Yes, yes, I am blind to the dog's eyes, I have no knowledge, nonsense, Ning Gong, don't blame, don't blame. 126shu"
Gong Jiansheng quickly fanned his own few slaps and sighed and apologized.
"Fangxin, no, I have to go to Kunlun to build a palace for Wushen. The Ludong situation will be supported by your own wood in the future."
"You can rest assured that I will say hello to Yan Gong, and I will assist you from Yanjia when necessary!"
"Your mission is to hold the front line of the Ludong military and prepare for the early annexation of the East War!"
Ning Zhonghua Road.
Although he is not a Yan family, as a martial artist of the martial arts, Yan Dongyang’s son is a master, and he has already shared with Yan Jiarong!
"Fangxin remembers that it is only Ning Gong who can stay in Jinan for two more days. I have a difficult problem at the moment. I need Ning Gong to help." Fang Xin requested.
"You and I are not outsiders, but it is no problem!" Ning Zhonghua Road.
Gong Jiansheng said that Qian Yimin borrowed the troubles of Daming Lake Lotus. Ning Zhonghua laughed loudly: "But when the flowers are not open at the time, nothing more than the weather, the feng shui, the evil spirits are bad, how much can Jinan in the district do? I will go with you tomorrow."
"Great, when I put the people in the provincial team and the people who are worthy of the money, let Ning Lao show his magical flowers, and the face of the surnamed people in the public, shocking his prestige, he will be honest."
In the eyes of Fang Xin’s eyes, the brilliance of the brilliance flashed and smiled.
"Ning old gods shot, even if the flowers can not be opened, the surname of the money has to be smashed!"
"Hey, the name of the money, let you be a demon, this time you want to eat and go!"
Gong Jiansheng immediately got up.
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The next afternoon, the sunset was like blood, sprinkled on the warm Jinan City.
Kong Xiaobei drove the Qin dynasty and rushed to the martial arts house on Taishan Road. When he thought of being a driver to Qinhou, he felt beautiful in his heart.
"Hou Ye, although our Taishan School has declined, but for your blessing, my father sold a lightning bar in Changbai Mountain and made a big fortune. This year, he just renovated the hall. Now he has a reputation in Jinan."
Kong Xiaobei’s mouth couldn’t stop, and he introduced the car while driving.
The car has not yet opened to the martial arts hall. He has seen a lot of people gathered at the entrance of the martial arts hall. Many special police are pulling the police line and patrolling law enforcement!
"Is it a martial arts museum, is there something wrong?"
Kong Xiaobei stopped the car by the side, and his heart tightened. He jumped out of the car and ran to the past.
"Oh, it’s pitiful. Master Kong is still a good person. Last winter, he donated millions to our welfare home. I didn’t expect it to be miserable. It’s skyless.

"No, my son worshipped him as a teacher. His old man was confiscated for a penny, and he had more conscience than other black martial arts museums."
"Why are you saying that such a good person is gone?"
"Do you still ask? People like them are prone to enmity. Maybe they are provoked, oh, really miserable, and the door is dead."
In the crowd, the people all sighed.
Although Kong Jinan is an old-fashioned person, he is also a man of the martial arts world. However, the interests of the sesame seeds are also going to compete for one point. However, it is extremely wide and friendly to align with the Lu people. In Jinan, the people’s hearts are won. Less people are actually crying in the street.
Kong Xiaobei listened to the cold half of the heart, squeezed through the crowd, looked at the Taishan martial arts that was turned into ruins, and the body covered with white cloth on the ground, wowed and cried.
"father!"
Kong Xiaobei opened the police line and rushed to the inside. The special policeman came over and wanted to stop him. The captain waved his hand and said: "Let him go in!"
"Small North, Uncle Kong, your mother, and too milk, including the servants of the government and the resident apprentices in the field, a total of 52 people, all of whom were..." The special police captain had some friendship with Kong Xiaobei and left. Come over, look sad.
After that, he pointed to the corpse that was closest to the side.
Kong Xiaobei had tears in his eyes, and he walked over and shivered and opened the white cloth.
The body has already burned coke, but Kong Xiaobei can still judge from the string of beads on his father's wrist. This is the father, because the beads are made of lightning strikes, and the people are blessed with the spell, the ordinary fire. Burning.
"Father, it’s all sons who have harmed you. If it weren’t for me that I had lost this great disaster, how could it hurt your old man to fall?"
Kong Xiaobei was next to the body, sobbing and crying.
In his mind, he thought about his father's love for himself. He made a mistake and made a mistake. He will find a way to top it.
This humble, cautious man, in addition to raising a family, often takes in the young people who have returned from prison, and the prodigal sons turn back, no one wants, give them food, wear them, and teach them martial arts.
In order to prop up the Taishan faction, he swam in the cracks of the martial arts and suffered all his eyes.
It’s hard to have a little hope in the days, but it’s been a disaster.
Kong Xiaobei wants to be more sad. He regrets his father’s troubles. He regrets that he has not had time to honor his old man, and he regrets that he is a waste when he quarrels!
Now that he is gone, who else can he still rely on?
Qin Lan walked to the body ~EbookFREE.me~ looked a few eyes, the sword is close, these people are hacked to death by people, more innocent people!
How cruel the murderer is!
At this time, the Confucius was suffering. It is not difficult for Qin Yu to guess who the murderer is. Unfortunately, he is a step later!
"Little north, let's go!" Qin said.
"Walk? Where? I don't even have a home, where can I go?" Kong Xiaobei numb sadly.
"Follow me later, the whole world is home, the world is home!"
"Put up your sorrow, find the murderer, and raise his head to give the father a sacrifice!"
Qin Lan is cold and cold.
His killing at the moment is burning, he killed the Jiao family and the tiger, and killed the people, and did not hurt the innocent. Ning Zhonghua is a famous celebrity in the north, but even the old mother of Confucius has never let go. It is simply inhuman.
If these people are not removed, the sky will not be allowed.
"Father, your biggest wish is that I can worship under Qinhoumen. Have you seen it? Hou Ye is here, he promised to accept his son as a disciple!"
"You go with peace of mind, my son must report this revenge for you, and reinvigorate the Taishan faction!"
Kong Xiaobei understood the meaning of Qin Yu, and witnessed the people in the street and the father of the dead, respectfully gave Qin a few heads, officially apprentice.
"Ming Ge, I am going to do a big thing. I also ask you to find a good coffin to resettle the dead after investigation and evidence collection. I will definitely report it in the next day." Kong Xiaobei deeply bowed to the special police captain.
"Small North, rest assured, you don't say, I will do it."
"Go!"
The captain patted his shoulder and then watched Kong Xiaobei follow the boy in the white tunic and gradually disappeared into the corner.
Qin Lan took Kong Xiaobei to a small street in Jinan. There was a bluestone narrow alley at the corner of the street. The entrance to the alley had already been eagerly awaited, but it was not the enchanting charm of the bones, Xiaomei!
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