[Nearby] I’ll take the pig’s trotters stew, that’s all.
Say Zuo Tangtang ordered the right corner to leave the game …
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Seaweed soup with little salt looked at Zuo Tangtang with a dazed face. It took a long time to react …
Did you just talk too much?
Slightly frowned and cocked his head and looked at his own characters in the brain screen, seaweed soup with little salt and a face of meditation.
Could it be …
Reminiscent of the previous conversation, seaweed soup with little salt, I carefully read the chat records nearby for several times and finally determined that I had put my foot in my mouth.
Your sister!
This mouth … seaweed soup with little salt is very hard to beat his cheeks, and it’s quite sad to look at this dark cell.
Chatting ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….
It’s really dead … seaweed soup with little salt is very heart-stopping.
The next day
Zuo Tangtang thought that he was still in prison in the game, and Reagan did something about it. Then he thought about the attitude game of Xiaoqi and others towards her yesterday. Zuo Tangtang didn’t think much about it at all.
But it was almost eleven o’clock when Zuo Tangtang remembered that she was going to "ask for a cut" at noon today! If this doesn’t work, you’ll have to stay on death row again
After all, I was shocked by the game. It looks like I’m going to get rid of it. Everyone on death row is online! This ….. Still quite a lot of people! It’s no problem to gather together several tables of mahjong.
It didn’t take long for this area to have so many criminals. It was really because she thought there was a good atmosphere in the Jianghu.
There are still more than 40 minutes before beheading. Zuo Tangtang was afraid of missing something and didn’t dare to hang up. He just sat around and looked at the people in his cell one by one to see if he knew anyone. As a result, he looked around and didn’t know anyone except the seaweed soup with little salt. The names were familiar. She remembered reading the list of the top 100 wicked people in the Jianghu before. At this time, many people in the prison were famous!
Huh?
No!
That seaweed soup just now lacks salt!
Zuo Tangtang suddenly remembered that he just saw the picture and couldn’t believe it. He turned around and looked at the past instantly.
This …
Is this peat too calm!
See seaweed soup, less salt, together with his own organization, ten people are conducting 25 rounds of Tai Ji Chuan Yong ying, one move, one style, one style, one softness, one rigidity, one softness, the whole set of movements, flowing, powerful and beautiful!
No! No! This is not the time to appreciate it!
One of them is beheaded, and the other two are still practicing in prison. Is this a dark cell as their own backyard?
In this way ….. With the arrival of noon at 3: 00, with Zuo Tangtang’s silent thoughts, and with the round-by-round training and death in seaweed soup with little salt, people are welcoming their death.
Look at yourself being sent to the interface to read a note. At this moment, your friends and close friends will receive such a unified message. Hello/close friends can ask if they are going to watch.
Thinking of this, Zuo Tangtang really wants to take a step to cover her name or hurry to a sand pile to bury her head. She really doesn’t want her to know her friends, come to watch and know, and don’t want to face what she doesn’t know. It’s actually very good to let her go through this scene quietly.
Generally speaking, there are not many people at noon.
Zuo Tangtang comforted himself in his mind.
As soon as the picture turns
Everyone lined up neatly and knelt on the ground. Many people chose to press the Z key to make a final protest before they died. Zuo Tangtang was motionless and wanted to minimize his feelings.
regrettable
[Nearby] Manman hooves! Don’t be afraid! We’re behind you!
[Nearby] Seven Crows are! Hoof hooves!
Why are they here!
Zuo Tangtang frowned and looked slightly agitated at the two of them who were wearing unusually conspicuous clothes in front of the kneeling crowd to be continued.
[15] Chapter one hundred and seventeen The storm before asking questions]
Zuo Tangtang felt that he really couldn’t smile at this time to face them, and he felt cold when he thought of what happened yesterday.
As if I didn’t see it, Zuo Tangtang withdrew his sight. After all, there are so many onlookers at the moment, and the channels near these criminals are almost being brushed. It is normal to send a message and then flash by without seeing it.
Silently, she didn’t look at the character who represented herself. She was very quiet and knelt on the ground with her head down. Zuo Tangtang couldn’t tell her mind clearly. During the "broken hand" period, every time she was beaten by a false mother, she also had a fantasy that she would become a good fighter and then kill people in prison and behead them.
At that time, even if she was purple, she would be in prison and beheaded. She thought she would still be very happy and proud.
But now I don’t know what she is, but she is not happy at all.
[Nearby] Crazy orange quivers! You sinful mortal!
[Nearby] Box in Box May death wash your dirty soul!
[Nearby] Cow cups, cups, cups, your head to pay homage to the thirteen brothers you killed yesterday!
[Nearby] Bug Kaka accepts the punishment from heaven!
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Suddenly, a nearby channel appeared. Zuo Tangtang used to be an ordinary onlookers talking to these "sinful ordinary people", but after a closer look, I found this … seems to be talking to a person!
Zuo Tangtang, who was indifferent to these things, was intrigued by them.
Who are they talking about?
This words say … Feel how great hatred.
Can then appear two people in the propaganda more let her feel confused.
[Nearby] Cat Ear Niang ~!
[Nearby] It’s drizzling, and it’s a sinner kneeling on the side!
[Nearby] When you choose to stab your brother twice!
[Nearby] It’s drizzling. Have you ever thought about brothers’ heartache?

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