Rebirth

The manor.

Secret room.

Old people are in trouble.

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Once published, it’s a scandal. It’s not a small matter, it’s not just a shame. It took me half a day to hit my own people, and this dragon is a little loud!

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“Ow!”

headaches.

I was going fishing, and I didn’t think I’d hook up my own corner, pull it up, rip it all off. No, we can’t let this message spread out, he has to take a ride.

Think about it.

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Dig the rats.

Dig is digging, but don’t want anyone to know that they have to work hard to fill it back, which is ridiculous, “blocking the news and not letting the outsiders know that they’re ‘heavy fists’.”

“Yes.”

Lucky, too.

Just a war.

Other consortium people are barely alive.

Even alive.

They were also injured, and those who moved the shooters back and identified them were their own people, trying to hide the rest of consortium, although more expensive, they were not impossible.

Falsification of identity.

Destroy it as soon as possible.

Otherwise, you have to be involved.

This operation.

It

could be said that it was a loss, that its immediate and dark forces were each other, that it was its own loss and that other consortium lost a lot, which could never be smiled at in any way.

Oh, God!

Do you want to play like this? This is really a pit.

See.

Touch it.

But it makes people jump in there.

Calm down.

Calm down.

You’re gonna get pissed off, you can’t paddle. Luckily, heavyboxing did not attack other consortium families, otherwise he was really going to freak out because it could cause a devastating disaster to his family.

…

The other one.

A lot of people are waiting.

“Why not?”

“Nice and slow.”

“Is it gonna take so long to identify? It’s just a clean face.”

“Yeah.”

“Old Ford is really bad, and he got hit at the door, and he doesn’t know what it is, and that makes me wonder, and he has a story to ask later.”

“It may be retaliation for this action.”

“Possible.”

“Have you found any air weapons yet?”

“No, the trade in this kind of thing would have been hidden, together with the possibility that someone might have smuggled from another country, and it is not possible for us to fully determine the history of these aerial weapons, and debris analysis is difficult.”

“…”

Apparently.

From the start of the weapon, this road is already out of reach, and they sell that many in the next few years, and they can’t trace it, so everyone is waiting for the results of their identities there.

Ten minutes later.

“Coming.”

A message was sent.

“What?”

Read it.

People look at each other in shock.

“Unidentified!”

That’s the conclusion.

It took half a day to get that many dead, and it turned out to be such a result, and the photos of those killed, each and everyone, could not distinguish between the faces and the documents.

“How?”

“These people are so tough, they’re so heavy on their own.”

“Good means.”

“This leads are broken again.”

“…”

Lost.

both sides suffer. They have no doubt about these photographs, and that force was concealed, and this operation was confronted with confrontation, and it was normal not to leave any leads that they could find.

“I’m curious.”

“Likewise.”

“zero over there…”

“It is certainly a good opportunity for action to continue, regardless of who this force is, to exist at zero levels, to be in our interests and not to be able to emerge in the short term.”

“Yeah, too.”

“…”

…

The manor.

Secret room.

Old people are relieved and confused for a while, because the bodies are taken from their own people, it is only a matter of hand, and people’s faces are not used unless DNA is used, but there is no treasury.

Face recognition.

Fingerprints.

DNA.

We all have to have a corresponding bank, or we’ll have to catch the blind. He had no idea that his own actions would have to be completed by himself and that every effort would have to be made to clean the other tails.

Oh, God!

这叫什么事。

reap what do you have sown?

Yeah.

That’s the word, and next, the most important thing is to get back to the heaviest punch, which has not been discovered before, that there is something that you usually ignore and that you can do so amazing.

…

Canada.

Central.

A small town bar underground 2-Layer.

“Who the hell are you?” Kitty shakes her voice, pointing at a woman in front of her eyes, just now, she imitates her voice, and she calls that aloof and remote dad.

That sound.

That tone.

Just like her.

“Friends.”

That woman looked at her.

Quite simply say, “From now on, you can start hating him, don’t you always want to know how your mother, younger brother and grandpa died, and his reaction should explain everything.”

“Impossible!” Kitty said.

“Actually, you’ve got a guess, haven’t you?”

“…”

Giddy, shut up.

It is.

All the evidence has disappeared for so long, like it was erased, and it must be Big shot, and motive, that cheap dad is one.

“What do you want me to do?”

Good for a while.

Giddy, look up at that girl.

It’s not her position, it’s just a bad mood, come here and have a drink, and I didn’t think this bar seemed to be all people, and both of them came up and took her to the basement.

“No need.”

“…”

Giddy Fox looked at that guy with suspicion.

“You want to punch again?”

“No.”

“That.”

“Just think that you should know the truth, even if, it’s cruel.”

“And then what?”

“Send you to a place where you live, and after today, you, Gina, are in charge of a new fist, and of course, it’s not about you, just borrowing your name.”

“Don’t kill me?”

“Why kill you?”

“Prison?”

“Just another place to live, not alone, some of your heart is in.”

“…”

Looks like it.

I don’t even know what these people are doing or what they look like, otherwise that cheap dad won’t call himself, twice a year ago.

“Do you want him dead?”

hearthis.

Gitti’s face has been changed several times, but she hasn’t been waiting for her to come to a conclusion.

“His life and Death, you can’t decide.”

Kitty: “…”

And you asked Giddy, “Life and Death don’t come in their own control, and what about life and Death, resisting? I just tried, but the results were terrible, and I picked her up alone.

Conditions?

In this way, how can we talk about the situation?

“How dizzy!”

Ten seconds later.

Kitty’s eyes are dark and fainted.

Five minutes later.

A big guy walked in, threw a pearl on the ground, rays of light flash, Giddy disappears. Just now, the headquarters of the heavy fist was at the end of the transmission point, which was sent here.