-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Fantasy -> Late Night Bookstore Chapter 593 Disciple Rules!
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- ?
There was no sign of the order, and no identity token. In the early morning, the little boy was called up by the old Taoist, and drove to a small town called Guanyin Mountain under Tongcheng.
outside the car,
It is a gate, the dormitory building of the old factory was renovated, and a sign was changed, which read: "Zhang's Chinese Education Research Base".
left and right sides,
There is a couplet hanging:
?Shanglian: Tens of thousands of volumes, past and present, disappear forever
The next couplet: A window of dawn to send fleeting years
It's quite a dilapidated place, but after tidying up and dressing up, it has the feeling of being the top oiran in a prostitute's office;
hehe,
It's just that no matter how arty it is, it still can't get rid of an atmosphere of imitation.
It's still early,
The old man went to buy some buns and soy milk, and sat in the car eating by himself.
The little boy didn't eat, he just opened the car window and said calmly:
"Yesterday, you overstepped."
"What? Why are you talking about such words with me inexplicably."
The old man took a sip of soy milk and pretended not to understand.
"The boss doesn't want to meddle in business."
"It's not an idle matter, it's all at stake."
"This is idle business." The little boy said seriously.
The old Taoist shook his head, thought for a while, then smiled, and said:
"Let me tell you this, Pindao, I have lived to such an old age, and I have eaten"
The old man choked,
Because it suddenly occurred to him,
The little boy in front of me,
Much older than myself!
Do you rely on your old self to sell your old self in front of him?
The little boy didn't care.
The old man bit his lip and continued:
"It's not easy for Pindao to live such a big life."
The little boy nodded,
According to his understanding of the past events of Lao Dao,
Really think so.
"Accumulating virtue and doing good deeds is not just talk, do you think that's all you need?"
Speaking,
The old Taoist took out a stack of money and shook it,
"This stuff is useful, but not all. The boss just came back from hell this time, and killed so many ghosts in that clubhouse in Shanghai, tsk tsk."
"Speak directly."
"Well, to be honest, I feel a little uneasy."
"hehe."
"You don't believe it, do you?"
The little boy didn't speak.
"Forget it, forget it, let's be the heartbreaker of the poor virgin, why not? His boss is the same. He wants to live a relaxed life, but he can't pretend to be stupid after being told a few words. Didn't he send you out?"
The little boy opened the door and got out of the car.
The old Taoist also hurriedly got out of the car, and said:
"The boss said, you are not allowed to kill people."
This command,
It must be repeated,
The old man was really worried that after the little boy went in,
This training course was bloody.
The little boy nodded, turned around, and walked towards the wall.
"If you encounter something you don't like, it's okay to beat him to death instead of killing him."
The old man added a sentence.
The little boy shook his head,
Can't understand,
His concept of good and evil, right and wrong,
Definitely different from the old way.
"Then you try to substitute my perspective?"
The old Taoist suggested.
"go together."
said the little boy.
"No, no, no, I won't go, I won't go."
The old man waved his hand,
dare not go.
The little boy said nothing more,
walk over,
One jump,
jumped over the wall,
I can't see it anymore.
The old man sat back in the car,
Pick up the somewhat cold steamed stuffed bun and continue to chew on it.
After taking a few bites,
In the end, the nose was a little sore,
"Mom,
When I went back, I couldn't help but play the game,
Parents directly said that they would send you back for reformation,
&nbboring,
Really boring,
At least,
In the eyes of the little boy, it looks like this,
This punishment,
Not being able to get on the stage, he is too petty. He has seen many more horrible punishments than this one.
Seems to be an example to scare others,
The boy who was hanging around before didn't see the meaning of hanging on his face at this time,
Instead, he showed a terrified look.
The three gowns continued to yell at him,
It seemed to give him enough time to digest the effect of the chicken being "killed".
Later,
This hanging boy was also escorted up by three gowns,
Let him sit on the electric shock chair.
The boy began to struggle and began to abuse,
There is still a large pool of urine stains on the chair,
at this time,
is smoother.
Then,
There was another scream,
One after another.
The little boy pursed his lips,
in his heart,
Still nothing.
certainly,
Neither of them died,
It is also impossible to kill people here.
The three gowns kicked the two people who were shocked by the electric shock a few times,
The two boys climbed up tremblingly,
almost kneeling on the ground,
The curse swears something,
Admit your mistake first,
Reassurance,
In short,
Still boring.
The little boy thought that if he had this spare time, he might as well go to Little Lolita's house, watch her get up, wash up, and water the flowers and plants in his yard.
yawned,
but,
Since the boss asked him to come, he must be here to be a thug, he cannot kill, he can only maim.
That's it,
Who will be disabled?
I have to call a few people, and go back on business, right?
A "teacher" in a gown?
student?
Seeing the attitude of the students prostrate on the ground to admit their mistakes,
The little boy suddenly felt that he had no reason to go in and beat him up.
In the words of "teacher", the little boy felt that those punishments were not on the table, they were not punishments, they were just tickling.
He is a little bored,
jumped down,
go down,
He felt that he still had to call out the old Taoist,
Let him tell himself who to hit,
Which one should I call?
He makes another move.
? Finish it early,
come home early.
The staff in the study, as long as they come in, they will be infected with the ethos of salted fish without knowing it, especially when facing work and tasks, it becomes more and more obvious.
When he came to the first floor,
I saw a group of middle-aged men and women pouring in from the gate.
today,
It was the day when the basically fully enclosed training class was open to the public, and a large number of parents who sent their children here to receive education and reform appeared here.
"Serve tea!"
A long-clothed man shouted.
At the moment,
Dozens of students held tea in their hands,
? Found their parents,
And knelt directly in front of his parents,
Pass the tea up respectfully,
And said solemnly: "The son (daughter) invites the mother (father) to drink tea."
The parents present immediately helped their children up,
one by one,
Weeping with joy,
Some began to thank the "teacher" again and again,
Saying words of gratitude,
Without the guidance of teachers, they really don't know what to do with their own children.
Some old tears,
Seeing that my children are finally sensible,
Very pleased.
A pair of happy,
A touching scene of a loving father and a filial son.
Parents hugging their children while laughing and wiping tears,
The children were emotionally infected and began to cry loudly.
only,
The emotions of children and parents crying,
is different.
The little boy felt very noisy,
This group of chaotic and silent cries,
Makes him feel so upset,
Compared with the cry when I heard the electric shock before,
More upset.
He frowned slightly,
Looking at the group of crying and laughing middle-aged parents below,
Silently raised his hand,
Make a fist slightly,
It's so noisy,
I really want to maim them all (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com)??,
is different.
The little boy felt very noisy,
This group of chaotic and silent cries,
Makes him feel so upset,
Compared with the cry when I heard the electric shock before,
More upset.
He frowned slightly,
Looking at the group of crying and laughing middle-aged parents below,
Silently raised his hand,
Make a fist slightly,
It's so noisy,
I really want to maim them all (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page