Where is it.Zhuque smiled and looked at the rearview mirror: I just feel a little regretful that I want to be enemies with my former friends or save our friends.
Qilin focused slightly and looked out the car window: If he didn't provoke my bottom line, I wouldn't have gone this way.
Zhuque didn't say anything.
Qilin's tone is peaceful: Zhuque, I don't need loyal subordinates, I need like-minded comrades.You and Qinglong were willing to follow me because you believed that I was leading mankind on the right path.If you are even shaken by this, you can leave at any time. I don’t blame you and won’t hurt you.
Ha, do you think I'm afraid of death?Zhuque looked open-minded: Of course I believe in you, otherwise I wouldn't have been with you for so many years.
I have to do the opening of the door, even if I am the only one left, and no one can stop me.Qilin's tone was firm.
Zhuque nodded and raised his eyes slightly: It's here.
good.Qilin put on his glasses again and opened the door and got out of the car: No need to wait for me, I will go back by myself.
Zhuque drove away the car, Qilin leaned on a crutch, looked up at the building in front of him, and there was a huge blue billboard with five big words written on it: Anliang Market.
This is the largest wholesale market in the city, which houses almost all daily commodities of large and small amounts. Anything you can think of is sold here.
Qilin slowly entered the main entrance of the market. In front of it was a spacious avenue, with both sides of the shops selling goods of the same type, each with eight buildings in groups, and a road was separated by each group of buildings, square, well-connected and boundless, like an infinite contrast between two mirrors. When people walk inside, they are easily lost without looking at the door number and the signposts.
Qilin walked straight three hundred meters and turned left into a place selling small toys. There were almost no individual customers here, they were all doing wholesale business, which looked rather depressed.
Soon, Qilin came to a small shop, with wooden racks outside the door, covered with facial masks for performing. At first glance, the colorful colors are almost the same. If you look closely, you will find that the color distribution, expressions, and facial features of each mask are different. It can be said that there are thousands of faces.
The store also has a wall of facial masks.
An elderly thin old man, wearing black cotton clothes and black cotton shoes, sat on a bamboo stool with his back bent, holding a mask in one hand and a fine brush in the other, coloring the mask.
His hands were thin and exposed, with blue veins bulging, but they were very vigorous and steady. When he stroked the mask, it was as accurate as a machine drawing.
The old man also wore a mask on his face, with the main color of red and blue. The aura of these two colors is positive, but the facial features on the mask are a crooked face.
His face is scarred, his eyes and nose are crooked, and his mouth is bloody. He looks both vicious and sinister, but after watching it for a long time, he feels a bit funny with bluffing.
Uncle Yan.Qilin stood at the door with a friendly tone.
Uncle Yan didn't look up, and still focused on outlining the mask in his hand, his voice was old and careless: Come on, sit casually.
Qilin looked around and saw that the room was narrow, full of masks and debris, and there was no place to sit. He smiled helplessly: I didn't see the second chair.
Then stand.Uncle Yan is not polite.
Qilin was neither angry nor annoyed, and stood at the door calmly and waited.
Ten minutes later, Uncle Yan, wearing a mask, finished drawing the mask in his hand, put down his fine brush, stood up slowly, slowly moved his muscles and bones, walked to the door of the store, and looked up at Qilin: Is there anything you want to ask me for?
yes.Qilin said: I need your help.
Uncle Yan was silent for a few seconds, and no one knew the expression under the mask.
Why.He sighed: Even President Qilin needs help, it seems that this time it is really a problem.
Qiying betrayed and took away many people from the union. He would never agree to me opening the door, and the last piece of guardian runes was in his hands.Qilin is concise and concise.
If I remember correctly, the kid has only been awakened for half a year, what kind of climate can he have?Uncle Yan said.
He is the heir of God.Qilin said: The awakened ones and the born beasts.
Uncle Yan said nothing.
This time, I was silent for half a minute. The old man slowly turned around and picked up the iron hook at the door: I'll close the door first.
After closing the store, Uncle Yan and Qilin walked towards the exit of Anliang Market.
Uncle Yan was still wearing a mask, his hands were buckled behind him, and he was slightly hunched.
The old man walked very slowly, and the Qilin with crutches was not fast either. The two of them walked in the same pace, as if they were walking in the park.
What can I do?Uncle Yan asked.
This will be a protracted battle.Qilin looked straight ahead: I will give you an elder position and corresponding manpower, and you will help me deal with Qiying.
OK.Uncle Yan agreed very simply: But I am an old man, don’t expect too much.
You have to have an elder's name.Qilin said.
I think about Ah.Uncle Yan took a few steps, haha, just call Yan Liang.
What does the world mean?Qilin guessed.
no.Uncle Yan smiled and shook his head: I am so old that it will be cold at any time. I have to remind myself and you, hurry up and hurry up.
Qilin laughed silently, OK, just be happy.
Qilin took out a smartphone and handed it to Yanliang: Can you use it?
Bad boy, who do you look down on?Yanliang took the phone and turned it on.
Qilin also took out his cell phone and sent a list to the people around him: Elder Yanliang, this is the information of your subordinates, please take a look.
Yan Liang walked slowly, and after reading the information quickly, he shook his head and sighed: Hey, young people today are worse than those of the other.
After a while, Yan Liang asked again: I don’t remember this guardian named Zero Qiu. Is he a newcomer?
Yes, he understood the Elemental Elf and was immediately recruited by the trade union, but this person was very evil, and Qinglong was still under investigation.
Special treatment is special during special times, and now I am short of people, so I will use it.Yanliang said.
OK, I'll feel at ease with you.Qilin said.
As the two talked, they quickly walked out of the big market. Qilin came to the roadside and waved to stop the car.
Yan Liang thought of something and said: We need to give an explanation about Qiying and those traitors, and we must be famous.
Qilin nodded: What is your idea?
Take the initiative and splash dirty water.Yanliang said.
Qilin did not make a statement immediately.
Yan Liang under the mask sneered: What you want to do is related to all mankind.Boy, this is a war between races, not a friendly match, benevolence, righteousness and morality are meaningless.
Qilin's eyes were slightly slight: I understand.
Yan Liang nodded slightly: Hesitation means weakness, I hope this is your last time.
yes.Qilin nodded and waved his hand to stop a car: Get in.
Qilin focused slightly and looked out the car window: If he didn't provoke my bottom line, I wouldn't have gone this way.
Zhuque didn't say anything.
Qilin's tone is peaceful: Zhuque, I don't need loyal subordinates, I need like-minded comrades.You and Qinglong were willing to follow me because you believed that I was leading mankind on the right path.If you are even shaken by this, you can leave at any time. I don’t blame you and won’t hurt you.
Ha, do you think I'm afraid of death?Zhuque looked open-minded: Of course I believe in you, otherwise I wouldn't have been with you for so many years.
I have to do the opening of the door, even if I am the only one left, and no one can stop me.Qilin's tone was firm.
Zhuque nodded and raised his eyes slightly: It's here.
good.Qilin put on his glasses again and opened the door and got out of the car: No need to wait for me, I will go back by myself.
Zhuque drove away the car, Qilin leaned on a crutch, looked up at the building in front of him, and there was a huge blue billboard with five big words written on it: Anliang Market.
This is the largest wholesale market in the city, which houses almost all daily commodities of large and small amounts. Anything you can think of is sold here.
Qilin slowly entered the main entrance of the market. In front of it was a spacious avenue, with both sides of the shops selling goods of the same type, each with eight buildings in groups, and a road was separated by each group of buildings, square, well-connected and boundless, like an infinite contrast between two mirrors. When people walk inside, they are easily lost without looking at the door number and the signposts.
Qilin walked straight three hundred meters and turned left into a place selling small toys. There were almost no individual customers here, they were all doing wholesale business, which looked rather depressed.
Soon, Qilin came to a small shop, with wooden racks outside the door, covered with facial masks for performing. At first glance, the colorful colors are almost the same. If you look closely, you will find that the color distribution, expressions, and facial features of each mask are different. It can be said that there are thousands of faces.
The store also has a wall of facial masks.
An elderly thin old man, wearing black cotton clothes and black cotton shoes, sat on a bamboo stool with his back bent, holding a mask in one hand and a fine brush in the other, coloring the mask.
His hands were thin and exposed, with blue veins bulging, but they were very vigorous and steady. When he stroked the mask, it was as accurate as a machine drawing.
The old man also wore a mask on his face, with the main color of red and blue. The aura of these two colors is positive, but the facial features on the mask are a crooked face.
His face is scarred, his eyes and nose are crooked, and his mouth is bloody. He looks both vicious and sinister, but after watching it for a long time, he feels a bit funny with bluffing.
Uncle Yan.Qilin stood at the door with a friendly tone.
Uncle Yan didn't look up, and still focused on outlining the mask in his hand, his voice was old and careless: Come on, sit casually.
Qilin looked around and saw that the room was narrow, full of masks and debris, and there was no place to sit. He smiled helplessly: I didn't see the second chair.
Then stand.Uncle Yan is not polite.
Qilin was neither angry nor annoyed, and stood at the door calmly and waited.
Ten minutes later, Uncle Yan, wearing a mask, finished drawing the mask in his hand, put down his fine brush, stood up slowly, slowly moved his muscles and bones, walked to the door of the store, and looked up at Qilin: Is there anything you want to ask me for?
yes.Qilin said: I need your help.
Uncle Yan was silent for a few seconds, and no one knew the expression under the mask.
Why.He sighed: Even President Qilin needs help, it seems that this time it is really a problem.
Qiying betrayed and took away many people from the union. He would never agree to me opening the door, and the last piece of guardian runes was in his hands.Qilin is concise and concise.
If I remember correctly, the kid has only been awakened for half a year, what kind of climate can he have?Uncle Yan said.
He is the heir of God.Qilin said: The awakened ones and the born beasts.
Uncle Yan said nothing.
This time, I was silent for half a minute. The old man slowly turned around and picked up the iron hook at the door: I'll close the door first.
After closing the store, Uncle Yan and Qilin walked towards the exit of Anliang Market.
Uncle Yan was still wearing a mask, his hands were buckled behind him, and he was slightly hunched.
The old man walked very slowly, and the Qilin with crutches was not fast either. The two of them walked in the same pace, as if they were walking in the park.
What can I do?Uncle Yan asked.
This will be a protracted battle.Qilin looked straight ahead: I will give you an elder position and corresponding manpower, and you will help me deal with Qiying.
OK.Uncle Yan agreed very simply: But I am an old man, don’t expect too much.
You have to have an elder's name.Qilin said.
I think about Ah.Uncle Yan took a few steps, haha, just call Yan Liang.
What does the world mean?Qilin guessed.
no.Uncle Yan smiled and shook his head: I am so old that it will be cold at any time. I have to remind myself and you, hurry up and hurry up.
Qilin laughed silently, OK, just be happy.
Qilin took out a smartphone and handed it to Yanliang: Can you use it?
Bad boy, who do you look down on?Yanliang took the phone and turned it on.
Qilin also took out his cell phone and sent a list to the people around him: Elder Yanliang, this is the information of your subordinates, please take a look.
Yan Liang walked slowly, and after reading the information quickly, he shook his head and sighed: Hey, young people today are worse than those of the other.
After a while, Yan Liang asked again: I don’t remember this guardian named Zero Qiu. Is he a newcomer?
Yes, he understood the Elemental Elf and was immediately recruited by the trade union, but this person was very evil, and Qinglong was still under investigation.
Special treatment is special during special times, and now I am short of people, so I will use it.Yanliang said.
OK, I'll feel at ease with you.Qilin said.
As the two talked, they quickly walked out of the big market. Qilin came to the roadside and waved to stop the car.
Yan Liang thought of something and said: We need to give an explanation about Qiying and those traitors, and we must be famous.
Qilin nodded: What is your idea?
Take the initiative and splash dirty water.Yanliang said.
Qilin did not make a statement immediately.
Yan Liang under the mask sneered: What you want to do is related to all mankind.Boy, this is a war between races, not a friendly match, benevolence, righteousness and morality are meaningless.
Qilin's eyes were slightly slight: I understand.
Yan Liang nodded slightly: Hesitation means weakness, I hope this is your last time.
yes.Qilin nodded and waved his hand to stop a car: Get in.
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