Fan Xiaodao looked at him with a smile, "You old guy, aren't so honest."

Wang Bogao said: "It's unfair, I didn't say anything."

Fan Xiaodao said: "You blinked just now, left and left, left and left, clearly signaling a distress call. You didn't say anything, but your eyes were reporting the message."

"I'm not reporting the news. The sandstorm has been too serious recently. I'm sand entering my eyes!"

"What about this?" Fan Xiaodao stretched out his hand, gestured with nine, and then gestured two ones in succession, "Nine One? How can you, do you want to report to the official? Your method is not easy to use in the Ming Dynasty.

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"What should I do?"

Fan Xiaodao smiled and said, "We are six doors. If you really want to ask for help, you have to use this." As he said that, he reached out and gestured three "six" in succession.

"Six and six six!"

boom!

The door of the house was knocked open.

Captain Li returned, and a team of officers and soldiers rushed in and surrounded the three of them in the center. "I have long felt something was wrong. You two are indeed thieves."

"Captain Fan, Captain Zhao, if you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and if you have no way in hell, you will come and surrender. Today, I think what else can you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person came out of the crowd. It was Master Yu, dressed as a scholar.
Chapter completed!