In the small cauldron, the big bed was shaking, the tent was shaking, and it seemed like the whole space was shaking.
Qin Feng worked tirelessly on Isabella's exquisite body. He seemed to be a small electric motor that never knew how to get tired, and it was the kind that would never cut off the power.
The beautiful instructor's eyes were blurry. She had almost exhausted all her strength. She had tried her best to cater to him just now, but now she could only bear it.
"Xiao Feng, I'm almost exhausted, can you hurry up?" She suggested softly.
"Hehe, I'm not tired." Young Master Qin said with a smirk.
"But I am really about to die. If I had known earlier, I should have brought some sisters here." The beautiful instructor regretted it and said, "I will never act alone with you again. The one who is to be feared is not the opponent, but you."
"Uh." Mr. Qin's eyes widened and he said, "Since Shasha is asking so hard, I will reluctantly agree to it."
After saying that, he exercised quickly for more than ten minutes before letting out a low growl and finally handed in his homework.
The beautiful instructor's tired eyelids kept chattering, and she finally glanced at the clock hanging in the tent and murmured: "You weak soul, you have been made of iron for two and a half hours..."
Before she finished speaking, she fell into a deep sleep.
"Hey, next time I go out, I really need to take a few more girls with me, otherwise I won't be able to have all the fun." He sighed, then hugged the beauty's delicate body and closed his eyes.
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In the morning, a monk from the sacred toilet opened the door. He was the first to get up every day and go to the main hall to chant sutras.
Moreover, he was very favored by the abbot, and he told others more than once that he should be trained to be the next abbot.
Although he is just a small abbot, because he often receives military and political dignitaries here and can also host the annual memorial meeting, it is considered a prestigious job and many people are jealous of him.
As he walked, he saw something black in front of the main hall gate.
What? He quickened his pace and went over to see it was a black plastic bag, a very thick one. It was impossible to tell what was inside from the shape of the outside.
He looked back and thought that because he got up early, others might not get up early as well, so he should stop calling everyone and open it first to take a look.
Reaching out to open the zipper, his eyes widened. From bottom to top, he could clearly see that he was a man wearing tattered monk robes, and the monk's robes looked familiar.
After they were all pulled apart, he started shouting: "Oh no, the abbot is dead. Everyone, please come out quickly. The abbot has been killed."
If the old monk died in his room, or died while chanting or meditating, he could be called Nirvana, but Master Daoxin died at the door of the hall, his robes were in tatters, and he was put into a plastic bag. The problem has been explained.
After hearing the news, everyone rushed over. At this moment, the sky was only white, and the sun had not appeared yet.
Seeing the miserable condition of the abbot, a group of people were filled with indignation. Someone soon suggested calling the police, but they were immediately opposed by the monks in the sacred toilet.
Others don't know it, but the monks all know that Master Daoxin has outstanding martial arts skills and cannot be killed by anyone who wants to.
Moreover, it is not difficult to see from the tragic situation on his body that the other party is a more powerful master, and the police can deal with it, so he is called a monster.
"Except for the monk, everyone left immediately and started looking for clues. The other party killed the abbot and put his body here. He will definitely leave clues."
"That's right, start looking now."
As soon as a group of people dispersed, explosions occurred in the main hall and side halls at the same time. The violent explosions were deafening. The three main halls were razed to the ground together, and various building materials flew everywhere.
Many monks were knocked to the ground, but they did not suffer any casualties. On the contrary, the group of guys who had just left here and had not gone far were killed and injured. The situation was very tragic.
The surrounding residential buildings were also severely affected. Almost no intact glass within a two-kilometer radius was shattered.
After receiving the call, the police and fire brigade rushed over as quickly as possible, rescuing people and putting out fires. The scene was in chaos.
In this way, they can't hope to find any clues.
In fact, Qin Feng didn't leave any evidence at all. He blew up the three main halls just to vent his anger and it was a completely private act.
In front of the public, the monks had to act old and seriously injured. Several people gathered in a group, and the leader said: "There must be a connection between the explosion just now and the death of the abbot. The murderer is destroying evidence."
"We were so negligent. Why didn't we think of it? Now, if the sacred toilet is bombed like this, the people will definitely be devastated."
"We should find the murderer immediately, avenge the abbot, and give the citizens a bad breath."
"Yes, everyone will spread out now to find the whereabouts of the murderer."
China, morning.
On the streets of the city, you can see people rushing to work everywhere.
The building at the southwest corner of the intersection has a huge color display on the front. The advertisement that was playing suddenly stopped, and the screen was replaced by a pretty female anchor, who was broadcasting current affairs news: It is said that the Sun Country’s Divine Toilet At 6 o'clock this morning local time, an explosion occurred. The main hall where the war criminals' tablets were enshrined was razed to the ground. Many staff were injured. The police are investigating, but have not obtained any relevant evidence...
The originally noisy intersection suddenly became quiet. Even the green light turned on, and the drivers in the corresponding lanes were unaware of it.
"Okay." Suddenly someone yelled at the top of his lungs, and the calm was instantly broken. More cheers sounded, and the drivers pressed their horns and flashed their lights in celebration.
Many people took out their mobile phones, they couldn't wait to prove that the news was true.
Because today happens to be April Fool's Day, April 1st, everyone is afraid that this is a deliberate scam.
But the result is that major websites have put this news in the most obvious position, and equipped it with high-definition pictures to prove that it is true.
The streets were filled with cheers, some even threw their briefcases into the sky, and some even danced with joy.
A black stretched luxury car passed by in a neat queue. Fang Fang in the car said: "Sister Huihui, you are really right. There will definitely be a traffic jam today. If we drive one car each If so, the chance of being blocked is greater."
Mei Hui said with a smile: "I just saw the news a few minutes earlier, so I can think of everyone's reaction, but it's actually nothing."
Roman asked: "Tell me, did Xiaofeng and Sister Shasha do this?"
Lin Caiwei answered: "Is there any need to guess? Apart from Brother Feng, is there anyone in this world who dares to do such a shocking thing? It's obvious that he has become an unknown hero again."