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Vol 3 Chapter 589: Disciple rules!

There were no subpoenas and no identity tokens. In the morning, the little boy was shouted by an old man and drove to a small town called Guanyin Mountain below Tongcheng.

Outside the car,

It was a gate. The dormitory building of the old factory was renovated, and a brand was changed, which read: "Zhang's National Education and Research Base."

Left and right,

Hang a couplet:

Shanglian: Ten Thousand Volumes of Eternal

The next couplet: a window of gloom

It's a shabby place, but it's a bit of a dress-up look, it feels like a brand in the prostitution.

Ha ha,

It's just that no matter how submissive and elegant, you still can't get rid of an atmosphere of dongshi.

It's still early,

The old man went to buy some steamed bun soy milk, and sat in the car and ate on his own.

The little boy didn’t eat, he just opened the car window and said calmly:

"Yesterday, you crossed over."

"What? Something to do with this word inexplicably."

The old man drank soy milk and pretended not to understand.

"The boss doesn't want to be busy."

"It's not a matter of business, it's all about life."

"This is business," the little boy said seriously.

Master shook his head, thought for a while, then smiled, said:

"So tell you that, I have lived so old for years, I have eaten..."

The old man choked,

Because he suddenly thought,

The little boy in front of him,

I am much older than myself!

Relying on the old in front of him?

The little boy didn't care.

The old man bit his lip and continued:

"It's not easy to live so poorly."

The little boy nodded,

According to his knowledge of the past,

Really take it seriously.

"Jiede doing good is not just talking, do you think it depends on this?"

Speaking,

Lao Tao took out a stack of ghost banknotes and shook it,

"This stuff is useful, but it doesn't work. The boss just returned from **** this time and killed so many ghosts in that club in Shanghai, heh."

"Just say it."

"Well, just say, me, I feel a little uneasy."

"Ha ha."

"You don't believe it, do you?"

The little boy said nothing.

"Forget it, let's just be a guilty concubine of the poor, let it go, his boss is not the same, he wants to live a life easily, but he was said not to be stupid, hasn't he sent you out?"

The little boy opened the door and got out of the car.

Lao Tao quickly rushed out of the car and told him

"The boss said, no killing is allowed."

This command,

Have to repeat,

Really worried that after the little boy entered,

This training course was directly bloodshed.

The little boy nodded, turned around, and walked over to the wall.

"If you encounter something you don't like, you can still kill it."

Old saying added.

The little boy shook his head,

Can't understand,

His good and evil views

It must be different from the old one.

"Then you try to put my perspective into it?"

Old advice.

"go together."

Said the little boy.

"No, no, no, no."

The old man waved his hand,

Dare not go.

The little boy said nothing,

walk over,

A jump,

Skipped the fence,

It will not be seen.

The old man sat back in the car,

Pick up some cold buns and continue to nibble.

Nibbled several times,

Finally, my nose is sore,

"Mum,

I couldn't help but play the game,

Mom and Dad directly said they would send you back to be transformed,

You just took sleeping pills and committed suicide,

Baby,

Why are you suffering? "

Talking,

The old man continued to nibble on the buns,

Chew hard.

…………

"Parents call, don't hold back.

Don't be lazy with your parents' lives.

Parents should teach and listen.

Parental responsibility, must be inherited..."

It's only eight,

The classroom inside was already full of books.

The little boy's cultural literacy is not low, after all, he has lived for so many years, knowing that it is the "discipline regulations" that are recited here.

Through the window,

You can see the students inside standing against the wall one by one,

Only wearing thin clothes,

Trembling on one side,

While reciting loudly.

At this time, Tongcheng has already entered the winter, the weather is very cold, and the street is full of down jackets.

"High Point!"

A man’s voice came,

The man is wearing a robe,

It is estimated that it is the same paragraph of Kong Yiji,

Underneath are sneakers,

Holding a pointer in his hand,

Wearing sunglasses,

There are as many nondescripts as there are.

"High Point!"

"Higher!"

"Using your back, shouting hard, throwing in, you don't feel cold anymore, have you heard it!"

Recite,

Start to increase.

The little boy turned his head slightly,

I don't think there is anything.

As he said before and outsiders,

His views on right and wrong are different from ordinary people, so he doesn’t feel anything wrong and special about what is happening in the classroom.

Keep going inside,

On the second floor,

There are far fewer people here,

It seems that there are not many people in this training class. In the three classrooms downstairs, there may be more than 100 students.

in fact,

This is already too much,

Here,

After all, it is not a serious school, nor a training course.

and,

The tuition here is not low.

The little boy thought it was boring and boring, he just started subconsciously looking for the "shock room" that the old man said.

seem,

that place,

This is the crux of the problem.

The little boy found it,

But there was someone inside.

His body jumped up, and the whole person was stuck on the ceiling, looking inside through the window on the door.

The boss said, "You can't kill people." As the old man said, if you see something unpleasant, you can kill it.

He needs to think,

Who should be disabled.

The layout inside,

Empty

But many people.

Three men in gowns,

There are two young people who look seventeen.

The two young men are being reprimanded,

A flashing gaze, from time to time, secretly aimed at the electric shock chair in front of him, fearful, and in the blame, he kept shouting "The fact is" "I was wrong" "I was wrong".

another,

Glance at,

I'm so worried,

I'm too lazy to take care of you.

The little boy suddenly thought of the boy he saw when he returned to the bookstore last night, the boy curled up in the corner shivering.

Suddenly,

In his mind, he began to make up the look of the boy's hanged face.

but,

Hanging man,

Not being treated,

The dreaded boy was caught by two gowns,

Sitting directly on the electric shock chair.

The chair was locked again, with a strap, and it was directly tied up, struggling, but unable to escape.

Next,

It was a very tedious scene.

Powered on,

Shouted,

And also incontinence.

Very bored,

Really boring,

at least,

In the eyes of the little boy,

This penalty,

Not being on the table, he was also angry with the family. He had seen more terrible penalties than this.

Seems to kill chickens and monkeys,

The hanging boy before did not see the meaning of hanging on his face,

Instead, a horrified look appeared.

The three gowns continued to yell at him,

It seems that he was given enough time to digest the "killed" effect of the chicken.

Subsequently,

The hanging boy was also held up by three gowns,

Let him sit in the electric shock chair.

The boys started to struggle and started to abuse

There is still a large amount of urine stains on the chair,

at this time,

It is smooth.

then,

There was another scream,

After a while.

The little boy pursed his lips,

His heart,

Still unmoved.

of course,

Neither of them died,

It is also impossible to kill people here.

The three gowns kicked the two of them after being shocked,

The two boys scrambled up,

Almost kneeling on the ground,

What the curse swears,

Confess first,

Reassurance,

In short,

Still boring.

The little boy felt that with this idle time, he might as well run to Little Loli's house, watch her get up, watch her wash, watch her water the flowers and plants in her yard.

Yawned,

but,

Since the boss asked him to come, he must have come to be the thug.

Then,

Who will kill?

I have to fight a few people.

"Teacher" wearing a gown?

student?

Watching the students' prostrate attitude on the ground,

The little boy suddenly felt like he had no reason to go in and beat people.

In the words of "teacher", the little boy felt that those penalties were not on the table, and they were not considered as penalties, it was just tickling.

He was a little bored,

Jumped down,

go down,

He felt he still had to shout the old way,

Let him tell who he should fight,

Which one to play,

He shot again.

Finish early,

come home early.

The staff in the bookstore, as soon as they came in, were unconsciously infected with the salty fish atmosphere ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Especially when faced with work and tasks, it became more and more obvious.

When he reached the first floor,

I saw a group of middle-aged men and women pouring in from the gate.

Nowadays,

It is a day when the basic fully-enclosed training classes are open to the public. A large number of parents who send their children here for education and transformation appear here.

"Bongcha!"

Shouted a man in a gown.

Now,

Dozens of students are holding tea,

Found their respective parents,

And kneeled directly in front of his parents,

Bijing handed over the tea respectfully,

And he said seriously: "The son (daughter) invites the mother (father) to drink tea."

The parents present immediately raised their children,

One by one,

Weeping with joy,

Some begin to thank the "teacher" again and again,