The Anarchic Consort

Chapter 903 To Kill Dabao and Xiaobao, Weiwei

Soon, the train bound for Yunnan-Guizhou arrived at the station.

The trafficker didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but looked at the black crows flying around outside, and dialed the phone with his mobile phone: "Boss, I'm being targeted, no, not by the police, but by a group of dirty things. The dirty things clearly want to ruin our good business, they follow me like this, I can't take the goods on the train, you ask the master to give me a trick, I will take this group of dirty things away!"

The person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone after listening to the situation. The person who was called the boss by the traffickers was a local snake in Yunnan and Guizhou. There will be no major problems with the delivery task, and even if it shows its flaws and is targeted by someone, it's just a matter of breaking a thread. But this time, he didn't know what went wrong, and Bai Dao's investigation was tight, even the various organizations were alarmed, and he cut off a lot of business.

At first he thought he had offended someone, but now he heard something dirty was causing trouble, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, turned around and went to the Zen room on the second floor.

If something important hadn't happened, he wouldn't have dared to disturb her.

But now he couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out his hand to push them away. There was a woman in her thirties sitting inside, wearing a dress similar to an Indian cassock, with many prayer beads around her neck. She was teaching a child to read. The side face looked extremely gentle, but the child seemed to be very scared, and he didn't learn a word at all.

The woman clenched the ballpoint pen in her hand, as if she was enduring something, took a breath, and then stood up from the wooden chair. She had a very exotic face, black hair that was soft and waist-length, and her eyes were full of Buddha's spirit. She looked up. Looking at the sixth child, his voice was lukewarm: "What's the matter?"

"Master, it's you. The old seven has encountered some problems, like being targeted by some dirty things. These dirty things may spoil our business. When the time comes, those single-parent children you want... ..." There was some searching in the voice of the sixth son, hoping that she could help solve it.

Before, he never believed in any ghosts in this world, let alone being afraid of those things. It wasn't until he met such a person a few days ago that Lao Liuzi realized that there are still some things in this world that cannot be explained by common sense, such as uploading ghosts on the market. The case that people can be followed by a pat on the shoulder is very practical. It is not the legendary secret medicine at all. A piece of paper talisman can do it. All of them are very powerful.

Although the old sixth son still doesn't know the origin of the master in front of him, with the help of this woman, his income is more than three times that of before!

In the past, he was only responsible for selling goods, and the children abducted from all over the country by unorganized traffickers all took goods from him, and the cost in the middle was a huge sum.

Now he has truly become an organization. In just one month, the number of children transported to Yunnan-Guizhou has reached five figures. This master has a weird temper. He doesn't take money, but only looks at the goods. Children who are pleasing to the eye will pick them up.

However, these children will only stay by her side for three days at most. After three days, no one knows where the child went, and no one dares to ask.

The sixth son could tell that she would come to him because he was in this business, but he didn't know what the master had done to those children? It should not be eaten.

The sixth son didn't dare to think too much, and bowed his head respectfully.

The woman glanced at him, and said in a flat tone: "Where is he now?"

"The train is at the station, it should be time to get off." The sixth son said and took out his mobile phone: "Why don't you talk to him?"

The woman didn't answer the phone, as if all her thoughts were on the child, she picked up the ballpoint pen again and said: "No, the train station is an easy place to set up an formation, you let him hold my talisman paper , bite your right hand and draw a cross on the ground, it will be solved naturally, the phone is connected like this, and the speaker is turned on, I can hear it."

When the sixth son saw that she was going to direct in person, his eyes lit up, and he immediately pressed the hands-free button.

The human trafficker listened to the news from the phone, rubbed his hands, and glanced at the black crow outside the car window, his eyes flashed with excitement!

This group of bastards who don't know what is good or what is wrong, never go anywhere in heaven, they come to him to seek death!

With a sinister smile, he tightened the zipper of his coat with a force, and strode off the train.

The master said that if you want to try, you must be in a place far away from the exit...

At this time, Xiao Qingchen in the carriage was still a little sleepy. He didn't know he had arrived at the station, but he felt a little noisy. He stretched out his two little paws and kept rubbing his eyes. The hair on his head was still straight. He stared blankly.

Baili Shangxie saw that he didn't want to leave, so he lifted him domineeringly, and just carried Xiao Qingchen in his arms and took small steps forward, unable to see the road ahead, he could only turn his head sideways, with his small face Very serious, as if completing some task.

The people around looked at these two little guys, and none of them refused to give way. Some even took out their mobile phones to take a picture, posted it on Weibo, and said, "I'm about to cry because I'm about to be taken home to raise!" Etc., etc.

Baili Shangxie doesn't care what other people are like, just being surrounded by a pile of ham sausages, it feels quite subtle, if he loses patience, he might just grab one and eat it.

However, with Xiao Qingchen in his arms, Baili Shangxie would have no time to spare, and he was always playing the role of a good brother along the way.

Maybe even Baili Shangxie didn't know, but when he treated Xiao Qingchen, he was gentle like never before.

When they got off the train, black crows flocked to them and landed on the tree branches beside the railroad tracks.

There are so many birds, the staff can’t drive them away no matter what, and they don’t dare to drive them away. After all, black crows are not sparrows, and this kind of situation is rare. If you are in a foreign country, in a green castle, you will indeed see many at night. .

But in the Chinese mainland, there has never been such a scene. Many black feathers fell on the rails of the railway station.

People who left the station turned their heads from time to time to look at those black crows.

Helian Weiwei was on the dirt road on the other side of the railroad track. The performance of the BMW Tomahawk was already good. With the addition of Helian Weiwei's driving skills, a wagging tail crossed the broken mark of the dirt road, leaned over and charged, It landed heavily on the Painted Cypress Road. The person parked in front of her was a red trot waiting for someone. The driver was looking down at his mobile phone, when he saw a heavy locomotive falling heavily from the top of his head, making a smooth turn. The speed is fleeting in the blink of an eye.

"So fucking handsome!"

"Shouldn't it be a movie?"

"The locomotive came out of the head just now? Did it hang something?"

"Probably not."

"Nowadays, a locomotive has to be shown off."

"Damn it! Do you know what that motorcycle is, a BMW Tomahawk! It looks like it's the same model as before, and it's probably out of print by now. You can't even buy it if you want to, okay, useless!"

The traffic flow at the train station has become chaotic because of the sudden appearance of the BMW Tomahawk. Few people really understand cars in small cities in China. I always feel that except for Harley, the rest are not very valuable.

This is also the reason why Madam Cheng thought Helian Weiwei was very poor when she saw Helian Weiwei before.

In fact, Helian Weiwei's BMW Tomahawk, just like what the driver said just now, is not something that anyone can buy just because of its shape.

Helian Weiwei didn't get out of the car, but leaned over the gap between the two trots, the night wind blew her long hair and clothes, braked like a flame, and stopped directly on the square of the train station. The long legs supported the fuselage, and with a flick of a finger, he took off the helmet on his head.

The people around were already a little speechless by the shocking scene, but when they saw Helian Weiwei's beautiful little face, they immediately stopped breathing and widened their eyes.

Helian Weiwei didn't look at the commotion she caused, but instead focused on the group of unusual black crows, Liu Mei raised her eyebrows, so many black crows? No matter how powerful a little devil is, it is impossible to mobilize so many black crows. Anyone who understands yin and yang exorcism knows that black crows are the real body of demons. After they become demons, they will transform into human forms. Provoked monsters.

Crows are an ancient and elegant race. They are very common in England, and they usually live in castles. But in China, there are such a large number of them. Unless some important person comes, they will never go out together...

In the train station, Baili Shangxie was walking outside with little friend Qingchen in his arms, wobbling like a tumbler.

Xiao Qingchen finally woke up after rubbing her eyes. She turned her head, looked at the exit, and wondered if Beauty Weiwei had arrived.

"What clothes is your mother wearing?" Baili Shangxie asked in a cool voice.

Xiao Qingchen groaned: "It doesn't matter what clothes she wears, her car is easy to recognize..."

The sight of the two little people was blocked by the adults, even if Baili Shangxie stopped holding Xiao Qingchen, it was difficult for them to see the scene outside the crowd.

The human trafficker was different. He set up his formation facing the exit, and when he stared, he saw two little guys holding hands and struggling to walk up the stairs. The big one had a face she couldn't see clearly, and the small one Facing him, he was clearly the brat who almost made him suffer!

To readers: 3,000-word update, repeated questions, girls who just want to see the reunion plot, don't rush, just take the ancient place as the end. (I always feel that communication is extremely difficult. What should I do? Let Shangxie out to bite you? Meh, Ann.)

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