The shot shot on the thigh was not serious at all. It was only then that Xiao An understood why the reputation of "Qian Sanlang of Lion Camel Ridge" was so popular for so many years.

An old man who looked old actually had such an amazing gun drawing technique, and he didn't have time to react. He pulled the trigger the moment he pulled the gun. The muzzle was still dynamic, and the bullet was already out of the cavity.

Finally, it wasn't a headshot.

Looking back now, I am still afraid.

However, because he was shot, Ji Tianxia had to show up.

"Director Qian."

"Governor Ji is young and promising."

Old Man Qian held his glasses and seemed to be back at the time of recruiting security guards for the First Work School of Longgang. He hummed the same sentence "No matter the green vegetable bed."

"Jiang is still old, Ji... admires it."

The tall Ji Tianxia looked like a giant Wuba, with her hands on her side and bowed to Qianbiao, very deep.

What is being said is self-evident.

It is not difficult to deceive people, it is not difficult to deceive a group of people. It is not difficult to deceive a group of people for a long time.

But if you deceive more than 10 or 2 billion people, and then for forty years and fifty years or even longer, it would be a bit scary.

"If there is no sufficient reason, you two have any last wishes, it's best to think about it first."

Qian Biao's hands were folded on his knees, his expression was indifferent and his words were understatement, which made Xiao An on the hospital bed suddenly shudder.

The seemingly ordinary old man is still as good as the past.

Liu Yi, the acting commissioner of the Beicang Provincial Administration, is certainly imposing, but he lacks the cruelty of the money dating.

Not cruelty to the enemy, but to oneself.

"I am not sure, Ji dare not face Director Qian."

Ji Tianxia kept holding this kind of wisdom bead as always, but Xiao An saw Ji Tianxia's small movement, and his fingers whose fingernails were pulled out, unconsciously scratching something in the void.

At this time, it means that Mr. Ji is afraid and afraid.

People also have moments of fear.

Ji Tianxia's fear is now.

Because money archers will not give mercy and compassion to irrelevant people. When the ideas are not on the same road, since those who are firm in their minds can sacrifice their lives and regard death as if they are home, how can they easily be shaken by other ideas...

"First of all, Ji took the liberty to say something. Liangfeng Middle School behind Director Qian, your association, conspiracy and layout are not as good as Wang Dalang. Even if you are in the "Xinzhou County" in the "Shituling" and Tianyazhou and other places, you are also rootless Ping, and will eventually fail."

"You are very smart, Ji Tianxia. When you became famous at a young age, I remember that Mr. Lu personally sent you a special recruitment admission notice."

"That's right. There's something going on."

Nodding slightly, Ji Tianxia seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

Xiao An's eyes were wide open, and he was directly shocked by the "scene and cunning" of Ji Tianxia and Qian Biao.

Ji Tianxia once told him that Lu Guimeng once taught Qianbiao.

But when Lu Guimeng came to kill Longgang, Qianbiao had never seen him once, and he even had no respect in his words. But now, he actually heard the three words "Mr. Lu" from Qianbiao's mouth.

Xiao An is sure that the only one who can afford the word "Mr. Lu" is Lu Guimeng.

As for Ji Tianxia...

Xiao An seemed to have met Ji Tianxia again today. He never expected that Mr. Ji, who was already unfathomable, would have such a "low-key" past.

Lu Guimeng, the former student, sent Ji Tianxia an admission notice personally?

Or a special move?

What's this joke?

Xiao An felt that his bullet was not hitting his thigh, but as if it was hitting his brain.

"So, how could you think that with a few words, you can dispel my persistence? Or would you think that my efforts in "Shitu Ridge" and Tianyazhou are reluctant to give up because of the cost of sunk? There are some things that you cannot know without going to Liangfeng Middle School."

"Oh? Just like the Haoke named Mao Ge in the 'Zhentoulou', Liangfeng Middle School also has the so-called 'Zhang Zi suicide note'?"

"So that's it."

Qianbing nodded, "This country is so big. Without external threats and external pressures, it is difficult to force internal changes. What you can imagine is that our ancestors more than two hundred years ago have tried and worked hard, and then it is like the inertia of history. Such a huge empire cannot control the largest share of means of production. If you... can't defeat, you will lose if you can't fight!"

Hearing the words Qianbiao, Ji Tianxia's body suddenly shook. What he had just thought through yesterday, it turned out that someone had figured it out long ago?

So, why does Money Arrow still do such a meaningless thing?

This doubt popped up in my head, and I immediately figured it out.

Even if it is a fantasy, there will be a very beautiful logical chain there.

Only when peers of the concept see this as a dead end will they give up and choose another path.

And money dart is the accelerator.

"'Liucao Ridge'...is actually your experimental area?"

"That's all the practice of fantasy, productivity... determines production relations. It was concluded more than two hundred years ago, but even this sentence was left behind. If you want to learn this sentence and understand what productivity is and what production relations is, you have to go to the university of such a large empire. Two percent of the elite population of the empire is only less than 40 million, and will there be two percent of the people who have the ability and willingness to betray their own class? Ji Tianxia, ​​you are a smart person. How many people are you as smart as you in the capital and the demon city on earth? You know very well."

Qiandiao slowly drew out a gun with one hand. It was a revolver, a fancy revolver, and it looked like a toy.

But Xiao An on the hospital bed didn't dare to show up.

"There are only a few thousand geniuses, the best ones, and the population of more than 10,200,000 people. This is a joke, do you understand?"

“…”

Ji Tianxia understood what Qiandian was talking about. The seemingly abnormal proportion is actually normal.

More than two hundred years ago, there were only a few thousand people who tried their best to rebel against the old nobles. After these people came to power, there were still thousands of people who rebel against them.

The upstarts expelled the eldest nobles, the new upstarts expelled the upstarts, and then added and decreased, which lasted for more than two hundred years. They fought two bad battles, but the essence did not change anything.

The production relations between the Emperor, Tang and Heavenly Dynasty coexist.

This complexity is even worse than the moment when Li Shimin's coup was successful, at least the whole world is "one".

"Wang Dalang...Your student can make a good start."

Ji Tianxia said, "He has caught up with a good time."

Wang Jiao was mentioned again. This time, Qianbiao was silent.

He had to admit that he had taken a look.

He originally thought that after passing on his ideas to Wang Jiao for the sake of geniuses, people, races, countries, and all kinds of things from ancient times to Wang Jiao, he would be the successor of his robe and would take a step beyond his own.

The legend of "Qian Sanlang on the Lion Camel Ridge" is what the truth is? Qianbian did not tell Wang Jiao in detail, and he has gained benefits from the central government to the local government.

"Taxation is of merit" is Qian Sanlang's core achievement.

But no one can hide it from it.

That's not a tax issue.

"Silhouette Ridge" is indeed an experimental zone, as Ji Tianxia said.

Practice of fantasy may not bear fruit, but it is also excellent to be able to bloom.

What Qianbiao once thought about was to take care of it carefully and cultivate more progressive people who were independent of the Emperor, Tang and Heavenly Dynasty.

But this is just a fantasy, the result of being isolated from the world, is a super-large secret society.

He understood this, but due to his age, he did not have enough time to transform this vague practice.

Wang Jiao was an accident, but he was young.

Then... Wang Jiao was another accident because of the discovery of the money dart, his "fire transmission" failed.

He thought that Wang Jiao was cautious and even a little timid, so he failed.

But judging from Wang Jiao's deeds going north, he found that he was wrong, which was ridiculously wrong.

Wang Jiao was not afraid, but he looked down on the way of acting. Even in Wang Jiao's eyes, the "guards" who fell on the charge were more intimate.

Now, money has to admit the various things in Lingnan, Hunan and Annan. When he heard these strange news, he even thought it was absurd theory, and someone planned to use Wang Jiao to invade him.

Until not long ago, the various things of the "New Volunteer Training Institute" attracted the "research" of young people in the five provinces, which shocked the money dart.

The care he thought was nothing more than self-righteousness.

"Okay, let you two go on the way."

Sighing, Qiandian shook the revolver in his hand, "What are the last wishes? Say it."

“…”

Xiao An opened his mouth and wanted to struggle for a while. He was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die!

However, Ji Tianxia spoke at this time: "I have a way to prevent Wang Dalang from being eliminated in the 'Jingnan'."

"Oh? It's not limited to opening up new battlefields, igniting new hot spots, and making the central government exhausted from putting out fires?"

“…”
To be continued...