Sun Desheng glanced at Che Qianzi, who was reluctant to see him, and he smiled, looking at Gao Liang and said, "Gaoju, it's not me that it's not our brothers' turn, right? We have just arrived for a few days and no one knows us..."

"It's just that no one knows you two, so it's easier to do things..." Gao Liang smiled bitterly, and then said to Wu Laoer and Luo Siwei: "Two seniors, wait for me, there are some small things to deal with..."

After saying that, Gao Liang pulled Sun Desheng and Che Qianzi and walked outside the door. Seeing that there was no one around, he whispered: "This person named Qiao is not an ordinary person. He is the last executioner in the Qing Dynasty who has been executed for execution. Apart from beheading his head, Lao Qiao has no other ability to make a living. A few years ago, he took special care of the special office for two months. After leaving the special office, he kept eating us. He also made trouble from time to time. Comrade Che Qianzi, this time I borrowed your fortune..."

After talking about Che Qianzi for no reason, Gao Liang sighed and continued, "If you go, don't talk about the people from the polls bureau, just say they are my friends. As soon as you talk about the people from the police station, you will understand. Go quickly and take advantage of the fact that the matter has not yet made a big deal..."

While talking, Gao Liang pushed the two of them to the stairs and told them to bring Old Man Qiao back. Then he returned to the office and continued to greet Luo Siwei, Wu Laoer and the other two.

Although he was reluctant, for the sake of Sun Desheng's face, Che Qianzi followed him and took a jeep to Caishikou Police Station. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he saw that Wuyang and Wuyang at the entrance of the police station were full of ghosts...

Sun Desheng and Che Qianzi both had the eyes of heaven, and they saw many ghosts. It was the first time they saw this when a group of ghosts were in large markets. These ghosts were both men, women, and young and old, with different expressions. They were one by one, some were talking and laughing, some were full of impatient words, and several were napping against the wall...

What’s strange is that except for the Caishikou Police Station, other places are safe and sound. Not to mention ghosts, they can’t even see a dead mouse.

Che Qianzi rubbed his eyes and said to Sun Desheng: "Fatty, is there something wrong with my sky eye, or is it that the underworld moved, the King of Hell coming here to work? Have you seen it? There are ghosts on the roof, what are the four doing - playing mahjong! You really treat this place as your own home..."

While talking, the seeds on Che Qianzi's body were powerful. When he was about to make several arcs, these ghosts looked at the Taoist priests in one go. Their eyes showed a terrified expression, and then the ghosts on one side disappeared out of thin air. In just a moment, these ghosts disappeared completely...

Now the two of them understood why Gao Liang had to pick them up. In addition to Wu Rendi, the entire polling bureau was so scared that the whole thing was that he could not do anything.

After watching countless ghosts disappear, the two people walked into the police station and found the police on duty to explain to pick up old man Qiao. The police on duty said directly: "Take the person away quickly. Our director said, no matter who comes from the polling bureau, take the person away directly... He will be unlucky to come to our place once, so can't you lock him up?"

While talking, the police on duty took them to their dormitory. He woke up an old man who was sleeping soundly and said, "Old Qiao, someone from your unit has come to pick you up... Go back to sleep, okay, okay, don't clean up. Who dares to touch the things you have touched? They must be buried deep and burned - what are you doing!"

When the police spoke, the old man who was sleeping had already crawled up. While he was not paying attention, he suddenly wiped his face. The police seemed to have encountered something bad, rubbed his face hard and said with a tangled face: "I have to go on a blind date tomorrow, let you touch it, now it's over..."

The old man laughed and said, "What kind of relationship do you think? You learn from grandpa. I... I am alone in my life. Wouldn't you live a good life? I, Qiao Dachun, a disciple of the First Dagger of the Ministry of Justice of the Qing Dynasty. Do you know Ma Wu Master? The serious seventh rank top. He is the first to go to Beijing. Any big sword king Wu must be slightly later... We executioners have been the first person in ancient times. When we sent Kang Xiaoba Kang Jiaoba on the way, we were the two of us.

Mr. Kang Ba was also arrogant. When we were both cut by a knife, he cursed the streets. From my grandmother to Mr. Lafayette, she was killed during the day and sent to prison to keep at night. The next day, there was no duplicate. It was not until the third day that the person left..."

The police have heard of it many times, and he said, "Old Qiao, just brag. It's almost eighty years since Kang Xiaoba died. How old are you this year?"

The old man stood up, put on his military coat, then grimaced at the police, and said, "When I sent Mr. Kang away, I was exactly twenty years old. Seventy-five years have passed. This year I am ninety-five..."

It was said that the old man was ninety-five, but Che Qianzi looked that the old guy was only in his sixties, and he was less than seventy years old...

When the old man was talking, a few little kids were sneaking in outside, but after seeing the car, they ran away in shame...

"Master, don't worry about your ninety-five or sixty-five, let's go back first..." Sun Desheng smiled, he didn't shy away, and looked at the old man and continued, "We brothers are here to pick you up, Gao Liang asked us to come..."

Hearing the words "Highlight" the old man nodded and said, "It's still that little fat man who is sensible, so what... Grandpa, I haven't eaten it yet. Why don't you two ask me to take a bite? Don't worry about money, money is a bastard... I'm all people who have buried the loess in their eyelids. How much can you eat?"

Now Che Qianzi is interested in this old man, and he doesn't discuss it with Sun Desheng, and makes his own decision and says, "Men, I see there is a state-owned restaurant at the entrance of the alley. Where can I get some food?"

"Okay..." The old man grinned his teeth, revealing his only small bite of teeth, and said, "Don't worry, grandpa, I can't eat much of you..."
Chapter completed!