At this moment, the lotus pond was quiet, and occasionally two or three autumn insects whispered occasionally, and it became increasingly apparent that there was no sound within a few miles. The person who stood up first outside the pavilion looked around, seemingly impatient, his body trembled slightly, and asked, "Can I ask the old man to start?"
"Just now, you can listen to the nonsense of our old bones. I said—" The phoenix eyes that Old Man Wan had already closed slowly opened again, his eyes showed blue light, and he stared at the man in the suit. Said: "Wanxi! If I don't meet the'old man' tonight, what disaster will I cause?"
This Wanxi squeaked and didn't answer. He paced forward, walked into the pavilion, put the yellow suitcase on the round table in the center of the pavilion, and then lightly opened the lid and took out a stack of inches thick. Ten lines of paper with red frame pattern. But I saw that the paper was filled with text with a pen dipped in ink and wash. Wan Xi took the last page out and placed it on the surface. Then he took out a tube of pen from the inner pocket of the suit, took off the cap, held the pen in both hands, and handed it in front of Old Man Wan, and said respectfully: "The old man is a sensible man. . Even if I go tonight, I won’t see the'old man', but we may be tossing about it. Our disciples and grandchildren will be greatly unrighteous and unfilial. The'old man' will let go of the word: please sign this document, he In this way, the ancestors’ family business can be kept in peace for a long time and will not be exhausted.” When the "old man" put down these words, Wan Xi's voice was soft and low. Hovering like gnats. But in the ears of Old Man Wan, the words are distinct. While listening, he nodded, seemingly satisfied. However, when Wan Xi finished speaking, he immediately smiled and asked, "What if I don't sign this confession?"
Wan Xi leaned back in a hurry, took two steps back, and took the documents on the cover of the suitcase back into the box—and did not forget to tuck the last ten lines of paper back to the original place, and put back the cap and put the pen into the bag at the same time. All this was only a matter of a second or two, and everyone from far and near had not been able to react. Wan Xi had already pulled out a palm thunder from the suitcase, pointed it directly at the heart of Old Man Wan, and even pulled the trigger to shoot five bullets. Almost at this time, an armed guard holding a carbine outside the pavilion also tilted the muzzle to the side, ejected a string of flames, shot another guard through a beehive, turned over and fell into the pond. The water splashed and the lotus leaf fluttered, and the man immediately sank to the bottom, and because he was wearing a drape, he weighed 20 kilograms.
This was just a matter of time. The guard at the pavilion was so frightened that his face was white, his limbs trembled, his crotch shook, and he pulled gold overflowing, and then he collapsed. Wanxi glanced at him without any expression, but the words in his mouth seemed to be said by the fat man in the Tang suit and cotton shoes outside the chongting pavilion: "Master Yue, I also act on orders and cannot help myself."
Obviously, Master Yue did not expect that only between the lightning and the fire, he had transformed his elbows and axils, and injured two lives; and one of them turned out to be Mr. Wan, the rudder owner of the Cao Gang, who was more than a few years old. However, this master Yue was originally a master of the family. He cultivated both internal strength and external strength, and he cultivated his qi to a certain extent. Even in the strange and strange accident, he could not see a hint of irritability and anxiety. He was not in a hurry. Looking backward, he saw that the gunman who fired was shaking his hands and shaking his teeth, and pointed his muzzle on the back of his neck.