Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 1275: Close the door and hit the dog

They were waiting for the last buyer, but they didn't know I was out the window.

Naturally, I couldn't rush in foolishly.

These three men in the house are older than half a hundred old ladies, but they are also demons who manipulate shadows and kill blind people!

So many young girls of good age have only one skin left to be refined by them, let alone mercy in the face of a highly suspicious man like me.

I was going to sneak into the Guihua Restaurant and discover the secret -- what was hidden in the statue.

But I didn't think that Yin and Yang were wrong, but I chased them all the way here, and discovered their secret!

I quietly went around the back of the house, and there was a dark door that was not easily visible, and behind the door was a curved path leading down the hill, and it seemed that those who bought the medicine were walking through it. I pulled out my phone, called Zhang Xiaoai, and then I found a wooden stick around me and touched it in front of the house.

Just hold on to the front door and none of these old guys will get away!

I was just going to go around the front and suddenly I heard the door bang and a man came in.

“Who is this? Weren't all the people who bought the medicine gone?” I squatted quietly in the shadows, wondering.

The man was not tall and was wearing a flower shirt, his hair was bright and greasy and he walked limping.

He was empty-handed and didn't bring anything, obviously not a drug buyer.

I saw him push the door in, and I stuck it in front of the window and looked inside through the hole just now.

“Yo, looks like a good day's business.” The cripple looked at the bills all over the floor and reached out and grabbed them.

“Don't move. Every time we split the bill!” The old nun kicked his hand open.

“What's wrong? Long shot, isn't it?” The cripple said in a very unpleasant cold voice: “A few months ago, you two couldn't even eat, you were going to starve to death, remember? If I hadn't been kind enough to introduce you to the old money as a godfather and made a big deal, would you two still be alive? ”

“Cripple, say something nice.” At first sight, the old lady crippled and hurried to the roundabout: “Of course we won't forget your benefits, but it is not yet time to split the bill. Besides, Longquan Village's debt is not yet paid, let's..."

“Shut the fuck up!” When the cripple heard it, he was furious with his crown and shouted his arms violently: “What about me as a three-year-old? No split? What kind of real estate did you buy? Don't move a penny of this money today. It's all mine! ”

After that, he jumped at the money all over the floor.

Two old ladies will stand up and stop you.

“Let him have it!” Old White Eyebrow, who never spoke, suddenly said.

“Dad.” The old ladies screamed very unwillingly, but stopped.

The cripple had just made it clear that the old man was not their biological father, Wu Lao, but an old man who could relate to Dragon Spring Mountain Village. He also brought the shady object ten times eighty nine.

“Hmm, the old money still makes sense.” The cripple complimented him very satisfactorily and then squatted down and put all the money into a big backpack.

“When you get down the mountain, don't come again, and tell the buyers that the medicine is broken!” Old White Eyebrow said faintly.

“What?” crippled the cripple, turning his head and asking, “Why? This Marriott business is doing well. How can you stop? Old money, that's not your style. ”

“Our doorway seems to have been broken.” The old nun answered: “Today came a very strange couple of men and women. After they threw in the seeds, the boy's statue blew up. Before I could trace anything, they ran away in a hurry...”

“That doesn't make it?” As soon as the cripple heard such a good fortune, he was about to break off. How could he be willing to twist his head and persuade him: “Maybe it was the statue that wasn't too strong, and hid the damn thing all day long. Some of it was unbearable, and it just happened to blow up. If it wasn't for the new one, it would be over? Stop what? Stop what? Besides, do you really deserve this kind of money? And what about Longquan Hills? ”

“This thing really comes from Longquan Mountain. If something is really going to happen, we shouldn't carry it ourselves. Where will Longquan Mountain come from?” Old White Eyebrow sighed: “Anyway, the beauty Dan they want is not enough for a moment and a half. Something is wrong now, just pause for a while! ”

“Whether we get hit by peers in the circle or cops, it's enough for us to drink a pot! By the way, how many drug buyers did you arrange tonight?” Old White Eyebrow spoke of suddenly staring into his eyes and looking at the cripple.

“Still twelve.” The cripple continued to load the money and replied.

“No!” Old White Eyebrow stood up in a panic: “Go! We may have been targeted! The extra person must be an undercover or a mole. ”

As soon as the voice dropped, he ran straight to the dark door on the back wall.

I've locked the door. How can I open it?

He pushed twice, didn't push, came to the front door again, but I killed him with a wooden bar.

He didn't even smash open a few times, and the others in the room panicked, and the old watchman shouted at him and pushed open the window.

I drew a double knife and stood in the moonlight and drank aloud: "None of you wolves in human skin are going to run! ”

“That's him!” The old nun borrowed the moonlight in the courtyard and recognized me, nervously said: “He's the man I'm talking about. ”

“Afraid of a bird, aren't you alone?” The cripple had already put the money in a huge backpack at the moment, and the rest of the bundles were stuffed in his pocket, and as he reached out and pulled a spring-knife out of his waist, he grinned harshly: “What are you waiting for? Hurry out and do him while he's alone. ”

Even though he said it viciously, he didn't move. He caught a pair of dead fish eyes and looked at the old white eyebrow.

“Friend!” Granny White Eyebrow squinted and swept the knife in my hand: "We all ate this bowl of rice, why don't we just leave a path? Whatever you say, we'll talk. ”

“Conditions?” I snorted. "You murdered so many innocent girls for money. If there are any conditions to talk about, don't try to escape today. ”

“Aren't you even afraid of Dragon Springs?” The old man with white eyebrows sank an old face full of wrinkles, still bluffing to scare me.