Jun Kui still ignored him, after wiping the knife and gun, he started to take out the mini rocket launcher, checked the device carefully, and checked how many miniature rocket bombs newly made by Cha Jun’s house were left, Pu Li even heard him talking to himself He muttered, "It's not enough, I have to ask Jun Tieshi to send another box."

One box! ! !One box! ! !One box! ! !

Pu Li can be regarded as an old customer of Jun's family, and the concept of "a box" of rockets in Jun Qi's mouth is more specific and intuitive than anyone else.

This kind of satellite rocket is small and compact, and is easy to carry. There are 24 rockets in a box, and the power of one rocket is enough to completely raze a seven-storey building to the ground. I want Jun Tieshi to send another box. What is he going to do with such a huge number?Blow up a corner of the imperial capital?

With so many mini-rockets exploding together, it must be brewing into a sensational event. Pu Li stepped on the gas pedal and let the car gallop out like an arrow off the string. He realized that he was a little excited. He didn't fight side by side with Jun Kui anymore, and he had been locked in the temple for so long to cultivate his body and mind, and he almost forgot that wonderful experience.

Any chance to come again?Pu Li's faint smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

In the sky, a night owl that shouldn't have appeared in the daytime bravely chased a silver-gray limousine, passing gracefully over the imperial capital, almost no one noticed.

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As if she had slept for a long time and had several discontinuous dreams, Xia Qing broke free from the long dream and opened her eyes with difficulty. The sharp pain in her head was similar to the feeling after a hangover, but But it's worse than the feeling of drinking three whole bottles of spirits. Excessive drinking can damage the body and even damage the skin. Xia Qing has never been greedy, occasionally, but it's just a drink or two. Drunk, stop immediately.

Therefore, she was sure that it was absolutely impossible for her to get drunk, let alone show symptoms of a hangover.

Then the source of this headache is worth pondering.

She supported the bed with one arm, sat up with difficulty, her delicate face looked pale and bloodless, and her cherry-colored lips were almost transparent. She bit her teeth, took a few deep breaths, and managed to gather the slack energy , Weakly murmured, "Psychedelic drugs? You dare to use them on me."

She has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and she has never seen anything. Although she will not try things that will damage her body out of curiosity, it does not mean that she does not understand that various drugs will appear after use. a series of symptoms.

Thinking of those terrible drugs that can cause permanent damage to the nervous system are taking effect in her body, Xia Qing's face turns colder. At this moment, no matter how sad her body is, it can't resist the raging fire in her heart. Who is the person she murdered, what is the purpose, and how powerful is she, she will never let him go, never.

This is an extremely gorgeous bedroom, with a non-glare milk white as the theme, the kind of design that most girls will like, elegant furniture, crystal lamps, various cute and small decorations, and her The silk sheets sleeping under her body are all exquisite in detail.

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