All of them were filled with murderous intent, holding in their hands the legendary Qimen weapons:

Some are rolling pins, some are shoe soles, and some are spatulas.

Yu Yanchu, who suffered the most, was the most ruthless, holding a silver needle in his hand.

Meng Shaoyuan broke into cold sweat: "Sister, sister."

"Pretend, keep pretending." Wu Jingyi said coldly: "How long can you pretend to be? Sisters, beat me. If he is not an idiot, beat him until he becomes an idiot!"

"Help!" Meng Shaoyuan suddenly shouted: "Someone, save your district chief!"

Qi Laoming and Lu Chengtian hurriedly rushed in.

Just listen to Wu Jingyi sneer and say: "Meng Shaoyuan can give you little shoes to wear, how can I, Wu Jingyi, not be able to wear them for you?"

Qi Laoming and Lu Chengtian looked at each other.

After all, Qi Laoming was still mature and prudent. At that time, he took out the belt from his waist and respectfully presented:

"Assistant Wu, I see that you didn't have a weapon at your disposal. You whipped me with a belt and it hurt."

Wu Jingyi took the shell gun:

"Get out and close the door."

"yes!"

Meng Shaoyuan shouted sadly:

"Traitors, Qi Laoming, Lu Chengtian, you two traitors! Help, help!"

Qi Laoming and Lu Chengtian pretended not to hear, went out carefully, and closed the door carefully.

After a moment, District Chief Meng's miserable cry came from the room.

"It's pitiful." Qi Laoming sighed.

"You deserve it." Lu Chengtian sighed.

"Smoking, I'm a soft-hearted person and can't bear to hear the cries of misery."

That night, the screams rang out for half the night.

The overt and covert sentries responsible for protecting this place all seemed to be deaf.
Chapter completed!