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The heavenly sword destroys the saints.

Author: seven little saints

Chapter 65438 +0 begins in another world.

Update time 20 12-4-4 20:39:38 words: 4652

The breeze sends the sunset, and the cool breeze bursts. It is already late autumn, but it is still as hot as summer in this southern town!

At 5: 30 in the afternoon, a series of pleasant bells came from various factories, then the doors opened and people poured into the streets. For an instant, the quiet street was full of noise.

At the gate of an unremarkable factory, when all the pedestrians walked almost, another person came out. The security guard at the door looked disgusted and said unhappily, "Qin Shuai, why are you always behind, looking so fragile that you don't want to do it?" Stay here and harm people, get out quickly, I'm closing the door! "

Qin Shuaisheng nodded with a smile and left the factory. The security guard looked at the background behind him and disdained tunnel: "Bah! It's just scum, waste, and it's stupid to do this every day! . "

Qin Shuai didn't go far. When he heard the security guard's words, his hand hidden in his trouser pocket could not help squeezing, and his nails stung. Qin Shuai is like a muddy Rao Ran. The look on her face remained unchanged and she walked slowly to the rented house.

Walking on the road in frustration, Qin Shuai looked at his feet without eyes, giving people a lonely feeling! Yes, in this modern city where people come and go, Qin Shuai is like a stranger-unsociable. Although he is only in his early thirties, if Qin Shuai doesn't talk about himself, others will regard him as an old man, a lonely old man.

I counted my life when I was a child. Qin Shuai still clearly remembers that the fortune teller said that he had no ancestors to protect him, no brothers to trust him, and he was alone all his life. At that time, Qin Shuai didn't believe the fortune teller's words, but now that I think about it, it is as said that day.

Before the age of twenty, Qin Shuai was carefree and didn't have to do anything but study every day.