Chapter 122: This drug store is not simple

Again ... hijacked.
At this time, it is too late to blame myself for being troubled, to blame myself for being unlucky, or to sigh that my life is bad. It is strange that my heart is not too uncomfortable.
Perhaps because of fear of the extreme, fearlessness arises, as if there is nothing to lose after a person has nothing.
After those people took me away, I hurried for a long time, and finally stopped at the back door of Huisheng Medicine Shop, and entered this deep house, only to find that there is really no hole in it. The winding corridor is like a maze, and passing by Everyone who looks like a buddy has a bright eye and an extraordinary skill. At first glance, I know that he is not an ordinary character.
Here, it really is not an ordinary drug store.
In the end, they took me to a brightly lit Quartet lobby. I stood there shivering, a chill rose from the soles of my feet, and looked down. It turned out that there was a moment of panic and the shoes had fallen off.
The snow-white feet were a little out of the long skirt, dazzlingly white.
"Who is she?"
At this moment, a very clear voice came from the inner hall. I looked up and saw a water-red beautiful shadow come out.
In front of her was a young woman of eighteen or ninety years old. She was wearing a water-red skirt and her face was pink and pink. Her eyes were as bright as stars in the sky. Her petite figure looked a little thin, but she wasn't handsome. Little, when she stepped out, everyone around him stepped back respectfully.
Behind her, she was followed by a young man, a lean body, and a handsome appearance, but her eyes were vaguely vague and uncomfortable.
"Churchmaster, she was the woman who disrupted our plan that night."
"Oh?"
She raised her eyebrows and looked at me, and I also looked at her. Before, Pei Yuanzhang and they all guessed that this drug store is not simple. Now it seems that this drug store is not only simple, but I also have a deep background.
The woman in front of me is called the lord of the church, and in the words of those people just now, I heard about "protecting the law". If you guessed it correctly, this should be a well-organized and highly-ranked gang gate.
However, Xiamen is banned by martial arts. Although this kind of gang sect gates occasionally move their swords and guns, they do not move the people in the government. This is the iron law for thousands of years. The assassination is Chuangzhou Mansion!
Who the are they!
As I was thinking, I heard her asking, "Why is she here?"
"It's us who caught her."
"Caught—?" She frowned, looked back at me again, and suddenly opened her eyes, and said in amazement, "You guys, are you really going to do it?"
Those people nodded.
"Who told you to act without permission? He—Protect the law clearly, no one is allowed to act lightly, and you dare to go!" She was so anxious that she turned pale, and asked, "Is there anyone? caught?"
"No."
"That's good," she said with a sigh of relief, with a little caution, "don't let the guardian know, otherwise--"
Before she finished speaking, the faces of those assassins were a little bit more ugly. As soon as she wanted to say something, she heard a cold, low voice, "I can't let you know what I have."
When I heard this voice, my heart was agitated, and I turned back immediately.