Chapter 4686
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The three left together, but the scream in the wooden door didn't stop. As he walked far away, he could hear the new goods he brought in clapping and screaming, "I'm going out, I'm going out."
Ha ha ha
go out?
Where to?
Back to China?
Is it possible?
Don't think about it.
In the wooden house, Ye Jian claps the burning pain in her hands and palms. The locked wooden door doesn't open. Two men outside are crying by Ye Jian.
The playing child ran to pick up the skull that he had just kicked. He heard the cry in the cabin. A bigger child held the skull and pretended to be an adult. He crossed his back with one hand and drank like a model. "If I cry again, I will cut off your head and cut you with my wood cutting bow!"
Just finished, the children around him all have a model to learn. It seems that killing people is not a big thing for them, but a very casual little thing.
The two Burmese men who were watching whispered. The children made faces at them. The eldest child threw the skull in his arms to the ground. The children swarmed up, held it in their hands, kicked it in their feet, and the head with five holes and black sky was just a toy for them.
Leaf Jane in the cabin listened to their laughter and her eyes were cold.
"Xiaoye, don't look down on the children over there. They will take up the weapons of killing and hurt you. Their environment tells them that killing is not a big deal. Anyone who violates their interests can be killed. "
"What's the environment, so adults and children are treated equally."
Adults and children All the same, so far, Ye Jian understood captain Deng's advice.
Wildfires can't burn out, and spring wind blows again. There is only one best way to solve this problem: cut grass and root!
After quarreling for about ten minutes, Ye Jian seems to be tired of clapping. She cries from high to low and then stops slowly, giving the watchman a kind of illusion that she is finally tired.
Ye Jian's eyes were still clear and watery. There was no sense of tears. The only uncomfortable thing was her voice.
Knead the dry and tight throat and eyes, and turn the leaf to walk slowly towards the bone.
The headless white bone made her think of the head kicked around by the child, and then she could see that it was the white bone with knee length skirt at a glance. There was a light haze in Ye Jian's fundus.
The girl of the dead, who is about 156 left in height by visual inspection, has made great efforts to observe the color of the skirt and see that there are small pink flowers, while the cloth bottom should be slightly plain, between white and gray green.
The white bone shows only one foot with shoes, not high heels. It's a pair of canvas shoes with black cloth and white edge. Ye Jian is a very young girl in this way.
Very young girl
Ye Jian, who is still on the task, thinks of more than ten missing young girls. They are 19 years old on average, at least 16 years old, and at least 21 years old. They come from poor villages and are carrying away the burden of their families.
The anti drug police and the criminal police in charge of the investigation of the case failed to provide all the missing girls. They visited the home of the missing girl, as well as the surrounding neighborhood, and then drew a portrait of the missing girl according to the image of their parents.
They are all families who need to save money to take a picture. Girls don't have a picture of themselves at all.
Fortunately, the criminal police who paint portraits are very powerful. According to the descriptions of their families, the portraits do not say that they are 100% similar, but at least more than 85% similar.
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The three left together, but the scream in the wooden door didn't stop. As he walked far away, he could hear the new goods he brought in clapping and screaming, "I'm going out, I'm going out."
Ha ha ha
go out?
Where to?
Back to China?
Is it possible?
Don't think about it.
In the wooden house, Ye Jian claps the burning pain in her hands and palms. The locked wooden door doesn't open. Two men outside are crying by Ye Jian.
The playing child ran to pick up the skull that he had just kicked. He heard the cry in the cabin. A bigger child held the skull and pretended to be an adult. He crossed his back with one hand and drank like a model. "If I cry again, I will cut off your head and cut you with my wood cutting bow!"
Just finished, the children around him all have a model to learn. It seems that killing people is not a big thing for them, but a very casual little thing.
The two Burmese men who were watching whispered. The children made faces at them. The eldest child threw the skull in his arms to the ground. The children swarmed up, held it in their hands, kicked it in their feet, and the head with five holes and black sky was just a toy for them.
Leaf Jane in the cabin listened to their laughter and her eyes were cold.
"Xiaoye, don't look down on the children over there. They will take up the weapons of killing and hurt you. Their environment tells them that killing is not a big deal. Anyone who violates their interests can be killed. "
"What's the environment, so adults and children are treated equally."
Adults and children All the same, so far, Ye Jian understood captain Deng's advice.
Wildfires can't burn out, and spring wind blows again. There is only one best way to solve this problem: cut grass and root!
After quarreling for about ten minutes, Ye Jian seems to be tired of clapping. She cries from high to low and then stops slowly, giving the watchman a kind of illusion that she is finally tired.
Ye Jian's eyes were still clear and watery. There was no sense of tears. The only uncomfortable thing was her voice.
Knead the dry and tight throat and eyes, and turn the leaf to walk slowly towards the bone.
The headless white bone made her think of the head kicked around by the child, and then she could see that it was the white bone with knee length skirt at a glance. There was a light haze in Ye Jian's fundus.
The girl of the dead, who is about 156 left in height by visual inspection, has made great efforts to observe the color of the skirt and see that there are small pink flowers, while the cloth bottom should be slightly plain, between white and gray green.
The white bone shows only one foot with shoes, not high heels. It's a pair of canvas shoes with black cloth and white edge. Ye Jian is a very young girl in this way.
Very young girl
Ye Jian, who is still on the task, thinks of more than ten missing young girls. They are 19 years old on average, at least 16 years old, and at least 21 years old. They come from poor villages and are carrying away the burden of their families.
The anti drug police and the criminal police in charge of the investigation of the case failed to provide all the missing girls. They visited the home of the missing girl, as well as the surrounding neighborhood, and then drew a portrait of the missing girl according to the image of their parents.
They are all families who need to save money to take a picture. Girls don't have a picture of themselves at all.
Fortunately, the criminal police who paint portraits are very powerful. According to the descriptions of their families, the portraits do not say that they are 100% similar, but at least more than 85% similar.
The three left together, but the scream in the wooden door didn't stop. As he walked far away, he could hear the new goods he brought in clapping and screaming, "I'm going out, I'm going out." Ha ha ha go out? Where to? Back to China? Is it possible? Don't think about it. In the wooden house, Ye Jian claps the burning pain in her hands and palms. The locked wooden door doesn't open. Two men outside are crying by Ye Jian. The playing child ran to pick up the skull that he had just kicked. He heard the cry in the cabin. A bigger child held the skull and pretended to be an adult. He crossed his back with one hand and drank like a model. "If I cry again, I will cut off your head and cut you with my wood cutting bow!" Just finished, the children around him all have a model to learn. It seems that killing people is not a big thing for them, but a very casual little thing. The two Burmese men who were watching whispered. The children made faces at them. The eldest child threw the skull in his arms to the ground. The children swarmed up, held it in their hands, kicked it in their feet, and the head with five holes and black sky was just a toy for them. Leaf Jane in the cabin listened to their laughter and her eyes were cold. "Xiaoye, don't look down on the children over there. They will take up the weapons of killing and hurt you. Their environment tells them that killing is not a big deal. Anyone who violates their interests can be killed. " "What's the environment, so adults and children are treated equally." Adults and children All the same, so far, Ye Jian understood captain Deng's advice. Wildfires can't burn out, and spring wind blows again. There is only one best way to solve this problem: cut grass and root! After quarreling for about ten minutes, Ye Jian seems to be tired of clapping. She cries from high to low and then stops slowly, giving the watchman a kind of illusion that she is finally tired. Ye Jian's eyes were still clear and watery. There was no sense of tears. The only uncomfortable thing was her voice. Knead the dry and tight throat and eyes, and turn the leaf to walk slowly towards the bone. The headless white bone made her think of the head kicked around by the child, and then she could see that it was the white bone with knee length skirt at a glance. There was a light haze in Ye Jian's fundus. The girl of the dead, who is about 156 left in height by visual inspection, has made great efforts to observe the color of the skirt and see that there are small pink flowers, while the cloth bottom should be slightly plain, between white and gray green. The white bone shows only one foot with shoes, not high heels. It's a pair of canvas shoes with black cloth and white edge. Ye Jian is a very young girl in this way. Very young girl Ye Jian, who is still on the task, thinks of more than ten missing young girls. They are 19 years old on average, at least 16 years old, and at least 21 years old. They come from poor villages and are carrying away the burden of their families. The anti drug police and the criminal police in charge of the investigation of the case failed to provide all the missing girls. They visited the home of the missing girl, as well as the surrounding neighborhood, and then drew a portrait of the missing girl according to the image of their parents. They are all families who need to save money to take a picture. Girls don't have a picture of themselves at all. Fortunately, the criminal police who paint portraits are very powerful. According to the descriptions of their families, the portraits do not say that they are 100% similar, but at least more than 85% similar.
