The Anarchic Consort Chapter 914: His Royal Highness

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Each of these people is holding a small Mazha that can be bought everywhere in the train station. It is very cheap for ten yuan each. Obviously, they are now using a small Mazha because they can’t bring a gun on the train. Assault weapon.

The front and back of the pantry has been blocked. Even if they fight, their faces are covered with blood, and the punishment they receive is just ordinary fights.

In Cloud City, this kind of thing couldn't be more normal, and no one will investigate it deeply.

That's why the sixth man's subordinates are so unscrupulous.

But...their fault was that the people they met were her and L.

Helian Weiwei curled her lips and smiled. When the other party was taking the photo, she stooped and hit the man’s chin with the backhand of the gun!

Just a bang!

Two people in the front row fell down at once!

Everyone paled with pain.

The people in the back row still want to move. Helian Weiwei raised his hand, and the pistol directly hit his forehead: "If I were you, I would keep absolutely quiet from now on."

All the people who followed, including the two blocked on the ground, took a breath of air after seeing clearly what was in her hand!

The sweat on his forehead kept pouring out, looking at Helian Weiwei's eyes, it was like looking at a monster!

This person, how did this person bring the pistol into the car!

Except for Liu Ye, no one in Yuncheng has this ability!

Helian Weiwei looked at them with an unmoving expression, and threw a bag of pills with her right hand: "The sleeping pill that allows you to be quiet for four hours quickly. Drink one pill for each person. You'd better move faster. Usually I have no patience at all in this situation."

Speaking, she pressed down against the gun on the man's forehead.

The man shook his whole body and swallowed the pills in his hand.

When the others saw it, they didn't dare to delay, and swallowed the pills with pain in the corners of their mouths.

In less than ten seconds before and after, the seven human traffickers slept on both sides of the pantry with a tilted neck.

At this time, L, who was standing opposite Helian Weiwei, suddenly spoke: "Boss, a policeman behind you seems to have noticed something abnormal here, and he is walking over, fifteen steps away from us. "

"Dismantle the gun." Helian Weiwei gave an order.

L immediately lowered his head, and only heard a few rapid movements.

The policeman walked quickly toward this side, and directly reached out and put his hand on Helian Weiwei's shoulder: "Miss, please hand over what you have in your hand."

Helian Weiwei raised her head and glanced at the opposite L, then turned around, smiled and spread her hands, only a small steel pipe and a few rivets were placed on it.

The police officer frowned: "What is this?"

"Children like to play with toys." Helian Weiwei calmly said: "My son likes to make crafts." But unlike others, the iron crafts made by other children are Iron Man. Robot, and the iron handwork made by Qingchen is a K47 sniper rifle.

The policeman stretched out his hand and used the baton to dial the small steel tube in the palm of Helian Weiwei. He found that there was no problem, and said: "Go back to your seat and take care of your belongings. Don't gather together. Pantry."

"Okay." Helian Weiwei responded with a smile, and took a step back with her long legs, blocking a trafficker who had fallen asleep behind her.

The rest of the people were sitting on the ground in a "sleeping" position, and the police did not have much doubt. After all, it is normal for people to sleep in this place without a seat at this point.

Looking at the back of the policeman leaving, Helian Weiwei pulled the person at her feet, pulled it aside, and unplugged the headset from his ears, then turned off the microphone, leaving only the receiver, wearing On my ears.

L and Helian Weiwei are very fast, which makes all the traffickers who think they are easy to deal with regret very much!

Not even the sixth person himself knows that the person he originally arranged in the carriage is being quietly swept away by others...

Different from other restaurant cars, the decoration of this car is undoubtedly extravagant. The floor is carpeted and it is very soft when stepped on. There is only a long wooden table in the center of the restaurant. The sixth is sitting next to the wooden table. On the chair, he looked fiercely at the men who came to report: "Trash! It's all trash! The other party is only three people, and you didn't stop them! You let them get on the train!"

"Six, six masters, it’s not that we shirk responsibility, it’s really because those two little ghosts are too weird." The man said shiveringly: "The yellow talisman on them has no effect at all, one of the children It's even scary, even the eyes are red!"

"Red eyes?" The woman who was teaching the little boy to write, suddenly raised her head and brushed her long hair across her waist: "You mean the child's eyes are red?"

"Well, blood-red, blood-red, like the color of roses when they bloom to their brightest." The man felt lingering when he thought of it.

The sixth child seems to have seen something: "Master, do you know the origin of this kid?"

"The **** eyes are either blood or devil." The woman's voice was very weak: "It doesn't matter, there are no purebred demons at all now, and it is not difficult for small demons to deal with, it depends on what is going on with you, how? Provoke him?"

The man trembled, his eyes afraid to meet the sixth child: "I, I..."

"Forget it, it doesn't make any sense to ask these things now." The woman stood up: "Since there is only one little devil, or a little devil raised by an exorcist, there will be no great offensiveness. , You go and take out all my yellow symbols, I have a way to deal with them."

When Lao Liuyi heard this, he knew they were set to win.

He is the only one who knows the real woman.

Gui Zi Mu Shen, that is the protector inspired by the Buddha, the real God and Buddha!

Who can defeat God and Buddha in this world!

The old six eyebrows smiled at his subordinates and said: "Don't worry about them, a few small characters who have just debuted will not be able to become a climate. If there are masters, the lives of these people will end here. Everything is according to the original plan. Proceed, go to the soft sleeper, bring the goods two by two, let the master pass a glance, the master looks at the satisfaction and stays, and the unsatisfied ones will be sold immediately. There are always six big buyers, and it will take a while. Bring them all over."

"Yes." The man's mood also relaxed, and he walked to the soft-sleeper compartment, and opened the buyer's door one by one: "Dear guests, the wonderful program prepared by the Sixth President for everyone is about to begin... …"

Slap!

A high-roof villa located in Cloud City.

The butler in the tuxedo respectfully opened the door of the plane, his head half-dangling towards the people coming in the distance: "Master."