Country Weapon

 The biggest difference between girls and women is motherhood. Girls may be kind and careful, but they will never understand the greatness of motherhood. At most, they are just overflowing with compassion.

 Xu Qing and Li Xiaofang, one has the light of motherhood infinitely magnified, and the other has compassion that overflows like a flood. No matter what, both of them are sincere. They bought incense and paper money, prayed devoutly, and knelt three times and bowed nine times. The bells sounded long and the sandalwood scent drifted, and my heart suddenly calmed down.

The two of them were like sisters, sticking together, facing the Bodhisattva, extremely pious, their lips moved slightly, and they didn't know what they said.

When Long Gen on the side saw this, he couldn't help but shook his head, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and slowly exhaled it, with a look of disapproval! Ever since I was abandoned by my father and mother, and then struck by lightning from the sky, I no longer believe in the Goddess of Mercy, the Jade Emperor, etc. How do I really believe in it? Why didn't you save yourself when you were struck by thunder?

 “People have to rely on themselves.”

 This is Long Gen’s motto.

But it didn't stop Xu Qing Xiaofang. People have different beliefs. Besides, praying for her son gave her something to hope in her heart. She thought, it's human nature for a mother to do her best for her son.

"Grandpa, the grandson called again..." The harsh ringtone rang, and the few pilgrims all looked over. Xiaofang Xu Qing turned back and glared at Long Gen.

Rao is rough and thick, and the face can't hang on his face. I ran to the side and took out my phone to see, Founder!

"Ci'ao! Is it okay to pick a time next time to make a call?" As soon as the call was answered, Long Gen burst into laughter. Fortunately, there weren't many people in this place, otherwise I would have gotten a lot of looks.

The other end of the phone was startled, and Fang Zheng's voice sounded like he was holding back his urine, "Brother Long, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Long Gen was a little impatient and cursed: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, hurry up! I'm still busy!"

"You're so busy, why can't you, mother-in-law, be so busy? You're a fool, but you're still a weakling!" However, Fangzheng only dared to keep these words in his stomach, looking for comfort, and lending himself a hundred courages He didn’t dare to yell at Long Gen. He pinched his throat and said cautiously:

“Brother Long, are you free tonight? Brother, I have set up a table at the ‘Roast Chicken Gong’, and we two brothers will have a nice drink tonight. What do you think?”

"Just eating? Nothing else?" Holding the phone, Long Gen smiled. The smile was so eerie that it sent chills down the back.

Fangzheng was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Yes, there is something wrong, and I want my brothers to help me. You see..."

“Brother Fang, look at what you said, what’s the relationship between the two of us? We have something to talk about, and why don’t we invite guests to dinner?” Long Gen suddenly changed his tone and became extremely serious. He spoke of the two of them as if they were brothers.

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time, "Uh..."

“Brother, tell me what’s going on? Brother, I have to do everything for you even if I go up to the mountain of swords or to the oil pan!” His chest was beating loudly, as if he was a brother-in-law, and he was full of quackery.

“You bastard, just pretend for me!” Haolai was the police station director. After thinking about it twice, he immediately understood that this little **** was pretending!

Of course, if you are under the eaves, you still have to put your head in your crotch to be a human being, right? After thinking for a while, he said:

“Brother Long, um, do you think you can handle Xiaoying’s matter? Can you bear with me for a while? Brother, I’m still waiting for a great career? You...”

Long Gen frowned and pretended to be confused, "Xiaoying, what's wrong with Xiaoying?"

It's a beautiful idea, why do I still want to rise to the top? Do you always think that after solving two cases, you will become Di Renjie? Beautiful you!

"You bastard, you have to force me to say it myself, don't you? Damn it, this kind of thing is unspeakable!" Fang Zheng stamped his feet anxiously, mentally greeting the eighteenth generation of Long Gen's ancestors. Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, he gave it all!

"Brother Long, please don't tell secrets. Well, I had some improper relationship with Xiaoying in the past, and you actually found out about it. What's going on? You can figure it out. As long as you can do it, I, Fang Zheng, won't even frown. !Is it possible?”

“Hehe, Director Fang has a big appetite. He won’t let go of his cousin, so the girls in the family are a lot of trouble.” Long Gen smiled and teased a few words, but did not mention any conditions.

 Actually, I gradually discovered that this guy Fang Zheng is actually quite good. What can he do if he becomes a little sexy? If a man has that thing on his crotch, it’s just for the Japanese mother-in-law. Could it be that he cut it off with a knife?

"Brother Long, please don't belittle me, okay? I beg you, brother." Fang Zheng suppressed his face and blushed, wishing he could slap him with his big mouth. The brat is too cruel.

 As the old saying goes, “If you hit someone, don’t slap him in the face; if you expose someone, don’t expose his shortcomings.” ’ What a good bastard, he only does evil things like rubbing salt into wounds!

"Don't bother me. What are you asking for? Brother, I don't want this face anymore." Long Gen smiled happily, "Now that Director Fang has spoken, I won't beat around the bush. At the moment, I need a mount. This one The police car drives very smoothly, what do you think about letting me help you keep it safe?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

“Brother Long, you scared me to death. How big of a deal did I think it was?”

 Fang Zheng really doesn’t pay attention to a car, so what can a police car do? The Liuhe Township Police Station is not big. There are only twenty-three police officers in total. There are a lot of police cars and police motorcycles. Even if Long Gen drives one away and reports it as "damaged" at the beginning of the year, Everything is OK!

"Hey, that's a good relationship. I don't know about Xiaoying, I don't know anything... Haha..." Long Gen was quite happy when a police car appeared out of thin air and laughed loudly.

 Fang Zheng calmed down slightly and said: "Brother Long, the Jetta police car is too poor and not worthy of your status! Just wait a few days and I will give you a Golf!"

“Oh, Director Fang, you are not getting rewarded for your efforts, how can you make me feel so embarrassed?” Long Gen laughed strangely, his heart was filled with joy, and his face was broken from laughter.

Fang Zhengzheng said, "Where is it?" He hung up the phone after saying a few polite words, and then he cursed loudly: "Little bastard, little bastard, are you still **** embarrassed? Ci'ao! Hundreds of thousands are gone again!"

 “Get on the road!”

Hang up the phone, give a like, "didi" twice, and a text message comes in. It was actually from Xiaofang

—Little bastard, Xiaoqing and I walked around and had some vegetarian food. Make your own arrangements. If you can't wait any longer, go to the car and take a nap.

His fingers quickly pressed the keyboard, showing a wicked smile

 —Call your husband! Your **** and eyes are itchy again, right? Well, it's okay to take a rest. Tonight, let's fight all night long!

 After a moment, he replied "Bah"!

"Huh? Pretty master?" She put her phone away and turned around. The beautiful nun just walked out, her steps were steady and like a cat's steps. She was wrapped in a thick cloth and her figure was hard to tell. Anyway, she was quite tall, and her **** should not be smaller. They were as bulging as if they were stuffed with rubber balls. She turned around and entered the backyard. Long Gen quickly followed without thinking.

The front hall is not big, but the backyard is ridiculously big, with forty-five rooms in total. The yard is full of flowers and plants, and a few yellow leaves fell on the bluestone floor, which makes a rustling sound when the cold wind blows.

 Long Gen shivered. The mountain was high and the wind was cold. Even with a big stick to protect his body, he couldn't bear it. He tightened his clothes, wiped his nose, and looked up, but there was no sign of the beautiful nun.

“Hey, where did you go in the blink of an eye?” Long Gen frowned, but had no intention of giving up. He finally met a beautiful nun, how could he be worthy of a big stick if he didn’t tease her?

Since God created the Optimus Prime a long time ago, there must be a reason for its existence! As the old saying goes, "Heaven will give a big responsibility to Da Bangzi, and he will inevitably suffer from the "wilting" of the sky and the depression of "soft goods"." Now that all the hardships have come, it is time for Da Bangzi to save the working people.

Since you don’t know where to go, let’s look for them one by one. Anyway, there are only forty or fifty wing rooms.

"Uh-huh...uh-huh...hum...ah...um..." Suddenly, a faint gasping sound came into Long Gen's ears. He followed the sound and saw the house number. There were four words written on it, "Master Tai", and Long Gen couldn't help but secretly cursed the idiot.

That nun is dressed differently from others, and her identity must be unusual. Why not look for her by the house number? We have to find the east wing from the west wing, or if there is some noise from inside, we don’t know when we will be able to find the main room!

Without further ado, I quickly put my ear to it.

"Uh-huh, ah... uh-huh, uh-huh... ah... uh-huh..." A gentle and low-pitched moan, with a little bit of ecstasy, but extremely depressing. The sound of waves.

He licked his saliva with his finger, poked it at the window, and pressed his eyes against it.

On the bed, the beautiful nun was half lying on the bed, with two beautiful white legs folded together. She held a cucumber in her right hand and inserted it into her lower body. She moved in and out, biting her lips and moaning repeatedly, with a pretty face. It's red, like a big ripe tomato. Two large, white and tender tofu-like **** slipped out of her chest. They were round and plump. Looking from a distance, two purple grapes were hard and hanging on her chest.

 "Ah...um...uh-huh...ah...uh-huh...ah..."

The movements speed up, and there is a "squeaking" sound coming out of the lower body. The snow-white body is shaking and twitching, and the two **** are swinging around like a dance. It is so shocking!

"Tsk tsk tsk, nuns are lonely these days..." Long Gen smiled "hehe" and knocked on the door.

"Ah? Who, who is knocking on the door?" The oriole-like voice was pure and ethereal, but Long Gen could hear a hint of panic.

Long Gen raised his hand and knocked twice more, and then said: "Master, are your cucumbers okay?" Before he finished speaking, the door opened with a "Gaji" sound.

The teacher was startled and grabbed the quilt to cover her body. She was ashamed and angry. She was so embarrassed that someone saw her inserting a cucumber. She was angry because wasn't this the man who was staring at her just now? Damn stinky man, there is no good thing!

"You, get out! Who let you in? Get out, get out!"

Long Gen seemed to have heard nothing and took a deep breath. The room was simple but charming, with a bookshelf, a table, and a bed. Although the room is small, it is clean and tidy. There seems to be a faint fragrance in the air, the unique fragrance of women.

 “You, get out of here, you gangster!” Master Tai was furious. This **** was so shameless. He rushed in without permission and showed a filthy expression of great enjoyment!

Long Gen said calmly: "Master Tai, shout louder. Everyone will probably know in a while that Master Tai, the headmaster of Jingyun Temple, is squatting in the room and eating cucumbers."

“You!” The head master was so angry that he pointed at the dragon root angrily. He took a closer look and saw that he was actually holding a wet cucumber in his hand, stained with some white foam.

Long Gen slowly walked to the bed, looked at the cucumber, and said with a bad smile: "Master, your well is quite big..."

PS: Please give me monthly tickets and flowers...If you can’t get the reward, don’t ask for it. I’m so sweaty.