The man in gray shirt looked embarrassed and said.
"I know I need to investigate, but I want you to be careful and don't get yourself involved, and don't make everyone crazy. If it doesn't work, go to Tianlao and find someone. He will teach you.
How did you do it?"
The big man let out a long sigh, and the anger in his heart also disappeared a lot.
This kind of thing, if you get a little angry, it will pass. There is no need to stay angry.
He has to deal with many things every day.
A mere flower boat robbery case is really nothing.
He sent away the man in gray shirt and sat in the room with a stern look on his face, wondering what he was thinking.
"It is said that the Silver God Guards were dispatched today..." ??
The big man had a big stone weighing on his heart.
Although he is the person in charge of the largest underground force in the divine capital, in fact, there is also a prince standing behind him.
Moreover, he is still in opposition to the prince behind the Silver God Guard.
Now it's time for the princes to fight for power.
These subordinates are like charging pawns, and they must always be prepared to be abandoned and sacrificed.
Do you want to ask him if he is willing?
That must be very frustrating!
But, you have to ask, does he dare to resist?
Then he definitely wouldn't dare to resist.
As a dog kept by its owner, if it dares to resist, it will definitely die miserably.
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In the city of God, in a crowded gambling house.
Bubuka transformed into a fortune teller, holding prayer flags and wandering around.
Whenever he met a guest who had won a bet, he would go up and strike up a conversation to see if there was anyone who was a big enemy and would be willing to spend a lot of money to save his life.
As for the Little Golden Buddha, at this moment, he is transformed into an old man who is addicted to gambling. , holding a large handful of banknotes in his hand, said to have been obtained by selling his children and daughters, and he was gambling wildly in the gambling house.
Of course, only they themselves know whether these banknotes were obtained by prostitutes.
Anyway, they had no daughters to sell, but all the women on the flower boat were robbed by them, and now their pockets were already bulging.
But they were not satisfied yet, so they decided to go to the gambling house and try to expand their money tenfold.
However, Little Golden Buddha had just gambled a few rounds and won a few rounds, but just when he was about to continue betting, a bad feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
He must have been stared at.
Without saying anything, he casually found an excuse, quickly left the gambling table, got into the crowd, and immediately left the gambling house with a squeak.
"Hmph... you run so fast!"
On the second floor of the casino, a man with a hooked nose looked coldly, looking at the back of the little golden Buddha as he seemed to want to remember him.
"Do you want me to take someone to catch this guy?"
Behind the hook-nosed man, four shadows stood, all of them powerful.
In their gambling house, they gambled not just ordinary money, but also various precious treasures. Just now, the guy who escaped so quickly made three moves, and every time, he won some precious treasures.
Moreover, they are all cultivation resources, which immediately attracted the attention of spectators.
If he hadn't run so fast, he would have chopped off his head right now. "No, the gods are not at peace today. Even the Silver God Guards have been dispatched. We should keep a low profile to avoid hitting the muzzle of the gun."
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The hook-nosed man shook his head.
"Then the treasure we lost this time..."
There was a dark figure with an unwilling expression on his face and gritted his teeth.
"Aren't there so many fat sheep down there? Get them back."
The hooked nose snorted heavily.
Now that he has made up his mind, no one can make him change his mind.
The black shadow stared at the door with cold eyes:
"Humph... I count you lucky."
Among the crowd, Bubuka pretended to be a fortune teller and had not left yet, but he also had a feeling like a ray of light on his back, and he must have been watched.
However, relying on his skill and boldness, he kept wandering around the gambling house.
When it was time to eat at noon, I left with a few literate words.
Originally, he thought that there would be thugs chasing him out of the gambling den.
but.
Surprisingly, no one came after me!
In fact, you will understand it if you think about it carefully.
After all, the treasures he obtained were not won from the gambling table, but were given to him willingly by the customers.
But only this time!
He had a hunch that if he went there next time, he would probably be captured directly.
"This is not a long-term partner!"
Bu Buka was walking on the street, holding a prayer flag and wandering around with dull eyes.
Behind him, a hurried old man caught up.
"It's so dangerous. That gambling house is so shady that it tried to cheat on me. Fortunately, I ran fast!"
The little golden Buddha's face was covered with soot and looked disgraced.
This is completely different from how they were dressed yesterday.
The difference is huge.
Last night, in the flower boat, there was still a rich man who was lying on the railing and listening to music.
But I never expected that when I woke up this morning, I would become a rustic, a miserable person who could only work hard.
Do you want to ask them if it was hard?
That Not really!
After all, last night, he slept with eighteen beautiful girls in one breath. The Eighteen Girls at Night were much more powerful than those nine-year-old girls.
The most important thing is that he discovered that the women in this divine capital were not only beautiful, but also contained rich spiritual energy throughout their bodies. After practicing double cultivation, he got twice the result with half the effort, and his cultivation level suddenly increased.
This made the little golden Buddha make up his mind. From now on, he will stay in this sacred city, live a good life, and listen to music every night.
This day is wonderful.
"We should find a suitable identity, an upright person, and someone who can live a long life."
The little golden Buddha's eyes flashed with light and he said.
"You want to find a suitable identity that will allow you to sing and sing every night, go to romance every day, and fight with each other in your dreams!"
Bubuka rolled his eyes and hummed.
"Don't you want to?"
The little golden Buddha asked rhetorically.
"think!"
Bubuka was also very magnanimous and responded very naturally.
"That's fine then."
The little golden Buddha originally wanted to laugh a little and scold Bubuka, but he also wanted to build a memorial arch.
Fortunately, this guy is very smart, and he admitted it to himself, saving himself from ridicule.
After all, last night, this old guy did a lot of hard work, and his performance was no worse than his own. He also experienced an old cow eating young grass.
There are many things that once started, there is no going back.
On the main road, there was a steady flow of pedestrians, and there was a buzz of people all around.
All kinds of yelling and cursing could be heard.
After they walked through several streets, they suddenly stopped.
Front.
A notice posted on the white wall caught their attention.
