Chapter 1747 Brother, did you burn this place down?
Duan Yuheng was still immersed in the horror just now.
He gritted his teeth: "I didn't expect that there is such a place under the emperor's feet. The government should really rectify it."
Gong Yu Baozhu blinked with long eyelashes, and the little adult said: "Even if it is banned, it can't stop those who want to gamble. How many people come with the psychology of getting rich overnight, and the desire is endless."
When Bo Zili heard this, he nodded in rare agreement, agreeing with what the little guy said.
Gong Yu Baozhu squeezed his chin with a small hand: "The nest feels, go back first, collect evidence, and then pick a few typical punishments.
"But..." The little guy was a little troubled: "Everyone here is wearing a mask. Only Tao Shangshu showed his face. How do you know the identities of the others?"
Duan Yuheng then pondered: "That's right, what should I do?"
Bo Zili's thin eyes raised a hint of sneer, with a strange look: "I have an idea."
"What do you think?"
The brother and sister both looked at him.
However, Bo Zili looked at Duan Yuheng.
At this moment, Duan Yuheng felt like he was looking into a pair of deep and dark abyss.
The sense of dizziness comes up instantly from the soles of the feet.
He held his head: "How can I..."
Before he could finish his words, he collapsed onto the soft blanket.
Gong Yu Baozhu blinked his clear eyes and looked at Bo Zili again: "Brother, did you make him unconscious?"
Bo Zili nodded: "If you want to see the appearance of the guests here, I have a simple way. Unfortunately, your brother is a mortal and cannot be seen by him."
Speaking, he picked up the male feathers with one hand, and the other hand was carrying Duan Yuheng with a coma.
It was just a moment when the gas was lifted, and the Gong Yu Baozhu came to the ground on the ground with him, and hung into the air.
In the mid -air, the night breeze whistled, and a few people were hunting. Bo Zili's right hand was loose, and Duan Yuheng suspended in the air himself, and there was no sign of falling to fall.
He didn't let go of the little guy, and he still pulled the small waist of the Gongyu Baozhu.
"Zhuzhu, watch out, mortals are different from us. They like money, but they are also afraid of death."
Bo Zili stretched out his palm and pointed it at the villa below.
I saw strange fire suddenly igniting in his eyes, and the storm surged in an instant.
Gongyu Baozhu seemed to hear the sound of landslides and earth cracking!
suddenly!
She saw countless people screaming and rushing out of the door leading to the underground villa.
Some people even have sparks on them.
Soon, a steady stream of guests escaped from the casino. They fell on the open ground and looked at the raging fire burning inside the door. Almost everyone's masks were lost in the rush to escape. Now what they have on their faces are all The horror of the aftermath.
Gong Yu Baozhu frowned: "Brother, have you burned this?"
Bo Zili raised his eyebrows with a very contemptuous tone.
"They are just a bunch of bad guys who don't care about death. I burned them but didn't kill them all. Isn't this considered a gift from God?"
Gong Yu Baozhu was young, so when he heard these words, he just felt that they were a bit unreasonable.
The little guy tilted his head: "But brother, the nest thinks that some people in it just like gambling, maybe the character is not bad. What if they accidentally burn them?"
After she said this, the wind blowing off the golden mask on her noodles.
A small face as clean and tender as white porcelain was revealed, and the round eyes were bright and clear, the purest color in the world.
Her gaze made Bo Zili look at it slightly.
(End of chapter)