Chapter 1227

Gao Fei got a book with black cover from the honest monk, and found a book with white cover from the wall of Fang's old house. Wang Chen knew all these things.

Wang Chen also knows that the stolen Scripture is a fake, a flesh and bone thrown out by Gao Fei for grabbing.

But glasses now told her that goofy had given him four scriptures this morning.

"Four scriptures?"

Wang Chen's eyes brightened and his voice lowered: "Gao Fei has got the complete set of an GUI Jing?"

There are four complete sets of Angui scriptures. It is said that when you get the complete set of scriptures, you will find some secrets and control all the forces of Angui religion scattered all over the country. Wang Chen knows this legend and is curious. He dreams to know how terrible the secrets hidden in the Scriptures are.

So after hearing that Gao Fei gave him four scriptures, he got excited immediately.

"Four, but not the whole set."

Glasses replied: "there are two of them with white cover, one with black cover and the other with cyan cover. I've read the contents, but I can't understand anything except the inserts. "

Glasses also heard that Gao Fei told the legend of an GUI Jing, and he was also interested in the secrets hidden in it. However, even if he was in charge of four classics for Gao Fei, he could not understand them.

Although he is proficient in Chinese, the script on the Scriptures is Xiaozhuan, which is the existence of Tianshu for him.

"There are two scriptures with white covers?"

Wang Chen's eyes flashed, and then faded down, murmuring: "originally, has he found her?"

There are two scriptures in anguiwang's hand, one is white and the other is blue. Gao Fei told Wang Chen about his trip to Lingnan, and said that the two scriptures had been taken away by the mysterious woman.

Now he has blue and white scriptures, which proves that Angui is back.

Wang Chen is very familiar with Angui Wang. He knows that this woman is almost omnipotent. She has amazing beauty, rebellious ability and changeable ability. If Wang Chen is a man, he will be interested in conquering such a powerful woman.

If it wasn't for Angui Wang's identity, she might be goofy's best mate, right?

Wang Chen always thought that way, so when he guessed that Angui Wang might return, his heart immediately became heavy: as long as Angui Wang helped, I believe Gaofei would soon be able to break free from Shen Yinbing's bondage. That's a very powerful woman. Compared with her, I'm really weak.

Glasses also guessed what Wang Chen thought, did not say anything more, just lit a cigarette to accompany her silence.

After a long time, Wang Chencai gently shook his head and said with a strong smile, "ha ha, why did he give you all four scriptures? Is there someone he can't deal with thinking about these things? "

"It should be. I don't know the details. He gave me four, and I gave him four. Hehe, but the four books I gave him are fake ones. I believe those who are thinking about scriptures will have a good time. "

With a smile, glasses stood up and said goodbye: "well, it's late. You should have a rest too. Good night."

After saying good night to Wang Chen, glasses went out of the room, looked left and right, and opened their door.

More than ten seconds after the door was closed, the voice control light on the top of the room went out. The light from the high-rise building in the distance came in from the window. People could still see it. At the corner of the stairs on the sixth and seventh floors, a small shadow quietly stood up.

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When the title of the golden list is inscribed, it's a night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, a long drought and a long rain.

These are the four great joys in the world handed down from ancient times.

White porcelain has one of the four joys tonight, which is also what she is most eager for.

After being watered by the storm for half an hour, white porcelain is like a corn that is dying of thirst, even though it is soft and sour without any strength, but the whole person is full of vitality of satisfaction. The eyes are like silk, and the skin like white porcelain is also covered with a layer of light red, which looks more charming.

Eight claw fish entangled in Gao Fei's body like that. Bai CI hoped that the sky would not be bright again, because Gao Fei would leave her after dawn.

I'm sure I'll leave. White porcelain knows without asking.

But after their breath calmed down, she asked in a reluctant whisper, "tomorrow, can you not go?"

Her voice was originally a little hoarse. After half an hour's hysterical scream, it became even hoarser, but it added some charming.

As she was disappointed, Gao Fei, who was leaning against the window to smoke, shook his head: "no, I have something important to do. But I'll come to see you whenever I have a chance. "

Gao Fei didn't tell Bai CI what he was doing because he didn't think it was necessary.

Her fate is very bumpy, why let her worry about herself?

Isn't it good to hope that he will suddenly appear in front of her every day and make her hope all the time?

White porcelain is also very smart, did not ask why Gao Fei and Wang Chen divorce.

In fact, as long as Gao feineng seldom comes to accompany her for one night, she will be satisfied.

In her opinion, this person who completely changed her destiny is an extraordinary person. What he did is far from what she can intervene in. Smart people will choose to enjoy only two people's happiness when they are with the people they love.

"Well."

He hugged Gao Fei tightly. Bai CI asked in a greasy nasal voice, "what time will you leave tomorrow?"

"Eight in the morning."

"Oh, seven or eight hours."

White porcelain was happy, and then issued a cat call general voice: "you say, these seven or eight hours, what can I squeeze you into?"

"As long as you can take it..."

When Gao Fei laughs, the mobile phone on the cabinet rings.

White porcelain immediately stopped the action, Gao Fei took the phone to see the caller ID, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, connected the phone and sat up.

The white porcelain lying on Gao Fei's body can vaguely hear that the man calling Gao Fei is a man.

For other men, white porcelain is not interested in paying attention to, just take a finger to draw a circle on Gao Fei's body, complaining that the man does not understand the amorous feelings, at this time to call Gao Fei, don't you know that this time for her is a moment worth thousands of gold?

"I see."

Just as Bai CI became more and more impatient, Gao Fei finally turned off the phone. His voice was calm, but his eyes became sharp, like a beast who only wanted to choose people to eat.

White porcelain heart trembles, the flame you ground extinguishes, low voice asks a way: "what happened?"

"Nothing."

Gao Fei held up his chin and said with guilt, "I wanted to spend the night with you, but..."

White porcelain held out her right index finger to block Gao Fei's lips, shook her head and said slowly, "don't say sorry to me, I'm satisfied now. You are a man. No matter when you do something big, don't feel guilty that you can't accompany me. "

Gao Fei hugged her, hugged her tightly, pasted it in her ear and said in a soft voice: "use your contacts, I will fly abroad immediately."

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There is an archipelago country in the north of America and the Caribbean, named Cuba.

Cuba and the United States are next to each other. In the past few decades, there have been many conflicts of different scales between the two sides. The Americans who thought they were superior to each other were finally forced to lift the economic sanctions against Cuba for more than 50 years. The two sides shook hands and made peace.

Cuba's tourism industry and tobacco industry are the two pillars of its economic development.

Cuba's cigars are world civilized, just like the underground drug trafficking system, most of which are controlled by Colombians.

The beautiful and peaceful Caribbean beach is dotted with many seaside villas like stars.

Wearing only a pair of shorts, zacala, half lying on a cane chair with an exaggerated cigar in his mouth, wearing sunglasses on his face, holding arms in his hands and looking at the blue sky, two beautiful white swimsuit girls kneel beside him, one beating his leg, the other mending his feet with his heart.

On the platform not far away, there are two big men in flowery shirts walking back and forth, armed with submachine guns, watching all the people close to the villa 300 meters.

Holding a gun in Cuba is like holding an ice-cream on the domestic street. It's very normal that no one will report to the government at all. Because of the impact of the environment, guns can be bought in arms stores, provided you have a gun certificate.

When the stairs were full of footsteps, and two armed guards held their guns in their arms and looked at the exit of the platform, zacala nodded. The white girl knowingly took off his sunglasses and covered him with a blanket.

The other one put away the pedicure tools, stood behind her head, raised the chair for him, and let him sit up.

As the chair turns slowly, several men walk up the platform from the exit.

The first one who came up was a big beard, about forty years old.

The two people behind him, one is a black man, the other is a gray haired old man, like Yang Bailao in a Chinese drama, who is bitter and bitter.

The two escorts who sent three people up nodded to the two escorts on the platform, indicating that they had searched the three people and were not carrying dangerous weapons.

"Aha, Mr. zacala, it's been three years since we left New York. It's a great honor for me to finally meet again."

Wearing a suit and a white shirt, he laughed and opened his arms all the way.

Zacala stood up from her chair with a blanket over her shoulder, her mouth tilted, and a woman took the cigar.

"Debras, my old friend, you are more and more successful now."

Zakala and Blas hugged each other tightly and patted each other on the back like brothers they hadn't seen for many years. But the ghost knew that when they found the best chance, they would kill each other with guns.

After all, affected by the current global economic recession, the number of drug addicts is not growing as fast as in the past. At this time, sites and channels become more important. Both of them hope to kill each other, take away each other's resources, and become the biggest king in this land.

After a few sincere hugs and greetings, zakala looks at the two people behind zhebaras.

Zobras shrugged, pointed to the black man and said, "dear zacala, this gentleman has a nickname, black scorpion. Do you want me to introduce him to you again?"

After hearing that the black man was the black scorpion, he raised his gun, put his finger on the trigger, and looked at the black man as if he were facing the enemy.

Ouhuang, known as the king of killers in Europe, is the boss of the largest killer group in South America.

His group name is the scorpion legion, which belongs to a very powerful existence. It's not surprising that zakala's guards are nervous.