"surrender" Nangong Xuanxuan was confused: "What do you mean?"
"Don't pretend to be confused because you understand."
Ding Pozhi looked at Nangong Xuanxuan and sneered: "I told you a long time ago.
Young people should learn to be good and not bad.
Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious.
But you didn't listen to me and went to do evil. .
You also used the stolen money in our sacred hospital.
This is a blasphemy against our hospital."
"What are you talking about?"
Nangong Xuanxuan looked innocent: "What evil did I do?"
"You yourself know what you have done to be immoral."
Ding Pozhi said loudly: "Tell me honestly, where did you get all that money?"
“Where did it come from?”
Nangong Xuanxuan blushed.
This money was obtained by her Ye Ye blatantly robbing Buddhist beads.
"Hmm."
Ding Pozhi observed the words and snorted coldly: "You still know that blushing means that you still have some conscience.
I am telling you based on the experience of people who have been there.
Ye Mo, the prodigal son returns with gold but you are still young.
It is not too late to surrender now and go to the labor camp. ” "Anyway, I didn't steal, rob, or cheat, whatever you want to say."
Nangong Xuanxuan pondered for a while and then suddenly spoke.
She did not steal, rob or deceive anyone.
This money was obtained by her Ye Ye through robbing and bluffing.
"Haha, sophistry" Ding Pozhi sneered and was about to speak again.
At this time, several loud roars suddenly came from outside the door: "Ye Mo, it's already past twelve o'clock.
We are here."
The voices belonged to the two door gods, so I guess the old man with black mole was also outside the door.
Ye Mo didn't know where they got his name from, but at this moment they came with a strong momentum and loud voices.
It was obvious that they were coming with bad intentions and they were determined to steal his sword.
It seems that I will have to find an ugly sheath to cover this sword in the future.
I can't find something gorgeous like this, and I can't just pull out the ancient sword at will.
The ancient sword hanging on Nangong Xuanxuan's waist now has a beautiful sheath.
And when Ye Mo faced the old man with the black mole, he drew his sword out of anger.
The old man with the black mole is a cultivator and an old gangster.
When he sees a good thing, he will not be tempted.
He will definitely grab it.
Ye Mo hated being robbed of things.
"Xuanxuan, be careful.
If you can't beat him later, run away."
Ye Mo didn't know what the black mole old man could do.
But at this time, Xuanxuan still had the power to defend herself.
If she could fight, she would fight, and if she couldn't, she would run away.
"Run to the second floor.
Liu Gang, the captain of the first team of the police station, is there.
He doesn't dare to mess around."
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"Uh-huh."
Nangong Xuanxuan nodded nervously.
She has been going smoothly for hundreds of years since she became a ghost, but since she met Ye Mo, she has been unlucky.
In several battles with Tian Meimei, she almost lost her soul.
Now facing the old man with a black mole, she couldn't help but think of him as a worldly master like Tian Meimei.
"Go out first and then talk."
Ye Mo suggested.
Nangong Xuanxuan immediately took steps to leave, but Ding Pozhi stood at the door.
In her eagerness, she made a more feminine voice: "Get out of the way."
The voice is slightly softer and no longer rough.
Ding Pozhi trembled when he heard it, his eyes widened, and he looked at Ye Mo in surprise: "What did you say?"
"I told you to get out of the way" Ding Pozhi's words reminded Nangong Xuanxuan that she was a man.
She frowned and glared at him, and said angrily.
"What if I don't let you?"
"No" Nangong Xuanxuan hesitated.
"Hit him" Ye Mo suggested.
"good."
Nangong Xuanxuan nodded.
About to shake his fist.
Ye Mo said again: "Don't fight openly, use magic power."
"Uh-huh."
Nangong Xuanxuan's eyes lit up, and she glanced at Ding Pozhi with a grin.
When he was furious, she suddenly leaned over, pointed at Ding Pozhi's feet with her slender fingers, and called out: "Hey, you The shoes are dirty."
"My shoes are dirty."
He clearly remembered cleaning his leather shoes when he went out.
Ding Pozhi didn't know why.
He looked down confused.
Unexpectedly, the moment he lowered his head, he immediately felt that his head was hit hard by something.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much":