Brother Ma hugged the policeman's thigh tightly with snot and tears, crying and shouting to join the team that was severely beaten. Although the people's police were embarrassed, it was inconvenient to refuse the people's request for progress, so he happily invited him to join the team. Police car, pulled away.
Brother Ma breathed a sigh of relief and consciously went to the safe area temporarily. As for the wife and children outside, he couldn't take care of them for the time being, and he could only pray for their own blessings.
He didn't see the "girl ghost" who almost scared him to wet his pants was in the last police car.
… is being caught and wiped.
"What are you squeezing on my hand? Hey... wait, just smear it on your hand? Isn't it sticky?"
Yu Lanchuan had a stinky face, squeezed Gan Qing's paw with the hand sanitizer, and threw the whole box into her pocket: "Alcohol, disinfect it for you, is it sticky?"
Gan Qing moved her fingers, and the hand sanitizer really quickly evaporated, refreshing.
But before she could answer, Yu Lanchuan snorted: "Without your sticky hands, you villains have to do some small gestures when they say their lines, right? Can you forget your words without matching actions? You touch everything! You... What are you doing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gan Qing's elusive hand suddenly stretched out. There was nowhere to hide in the small car. Yu Lanchuan was touched by her, and Gan Qing left at the touch of a button, leaving only his hand beside his ear. Fragrance of hand sanitizer.
Yu Lanchuan's hair stood up on the back of his neck, almost shrugging his shoulders.
"Isn't it true," Gan Qing said confidently, "our wicked demon girl is lustful and likes to touch people's faces, breaking the law, police officer?"
The driver Yu Yan looked at the road ahead blankly, pretending to be an artificial intelligence, and replied flatly: "According to relevant laws, regulations and policies, the search results are not displayed."
Gan Qing asked, "Which word is a sensitive word?"
"Which word is." Yu Yan's eyes shot from the rearview mirror, "In front of the single dog, the two panting postures are very discordant, could you please pay attention to your quality?"
Gan Qing: "How about I leave you a lucky bag of peach blossoms?"
"Your lucky bag has long since stopped working," Yu Yan said melancholy, "Mr. Mengmeng, since you came down to earth, your supernatural powers have become more and more difficult to use."
While speaking, he glanced at Gan Qing again. After having known each other for so long, Yu Yan felt that her temper was actually very easy-going. It could be said that she was on par with herself, who endured humiliation and burdens. No way - she can speak and laugh, she is not very pushy in the crowd, like most young people, the money is not enough to spend, but the poverty is very magnanimous, there is no feeling of being rude, and she has a personality that is easier to get along with than ordinary people. ordinary girl. She smiled with clear eyes, which meant that the years were quiet, and she couldn't fight with any "vengeance on the rivers and lakes".
There are only a few moments occasionally, when she shows the blade between her fingers, there will be some kind of temperament that doesn't seem to belong to this world, and people can smell the old, barbaric, impermanent arena, and then suddenly. Realized that she came from another world, passing by a different road from them.
The mourning donkey face of "Brother Ma" is really nothing to touch. Yu Lanchuan is neither a cleanser nor a vinegar jar. Of course, she will not be angry because she touches the face of a rotten gambler. It's just that Gan Qing took them in with ease. In the underground casino, the sense of wandering mixed with the smell of blood on her body is too far away, giving people an illusion: she just happened to pass by, had a little intersection with them, sat down for a cup of tea, and eventually parted ways.
Yu Yan secretly sighed, thinking to himself: Yu Lanchuan is planted.
The pit that was planted was quite rough.
"Mengmeng teacher," Yu Yan said, "We arrested this person just now, how much do we know?"
"A lot, this person has a wide range of people," Gan Qing thought for a while, and said, "Don't look at him inconspicuous, you can see that he has deceived so many people into bankruptcy, and the victims are afraid to call the police."
Yu Yan: "Yes, why?"
Gan Qing: "If you report to the police, you will keep the money. If the police act fast, they might be able to catch this group of people surnamed Ma, but he is not alone, there are loan sharks behind him, and many more that you can't imagine. professional hooligan."
Yu Lanchuan: "For example, the Walking Foot Gang?"
"Well, if it doesn't work, there will still be the Xu family. Just send a few people to harass them every now and then. Normal people can't stand it. Is the safety of the family more important or the money?" Gan Qing paused, "Now you take advantage of his fear and cut it off. His connection with the outside world may be able to dig out a lot of things from him, and if he plays well, he can also use this line to fish."
Yu Yan frowned: "Will he cooperate?"
The corners of Gan Qing's mouth showed a terrifying smile again: "Yes, he is just a middleman. After explaining it clearly to the police, he can still strive for leniency. It's no good to hide it, anyway, no one believes that he can keep his mouth. When the police don't protect him, and his friends don't care about him, I'll still go find him."
Yu Yan: "This, so afraid of you?"
Gan Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't say a word.
"I don't understand, I'm speaking in layman's terms, don't get angry after listening to it." Yu Yan said, "Mr. Mengmeng, in fact, sometimes I don't think you are particularly powerful. Of course, for a weak scholar like me, you must be one of the best. It's not hard to hit eight, but compared to those around us who have practiced kung fu... and those who have been arrested, I don't think you can't 'kill' them in seconds."
She pretended to be a ghost in the middle of the night and slipped bald in the back alley of the mud pool, but she broke her shoelace and jumped home.
If you chase Yan Hao, you can get a stomachache, but you haven't caught up yet.
Of course, these are all friends, she didn't move "real".
But when it comes to "real", it is very tragic every time. Whether it is with the Xu family of "Elysium" or against Yang Ping, she is almost a "tragic victory", and she still has no plaster on her arm. Take it apart.
Yu Yan said, "I think as soon as they heard of 'Wanmuchun', their reaction was similar to that of Xiao Li Feidao, as if their necks were already broken when they saw you. Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?"
"It was originally." Gan Qing smiled, not caring at all, and said with a good temper, "My master didn't pay much attention when he taught me back then, and the basics were not good. Besides, I am a born right-handed, forcibly changing my left hand, It would be good if your fingers could open the cracks. Now you can still hang out outside, all relying on Zu Yin to scare people."
Yu Lanchuan lifted his eyelids and slapped Yu Yan in the air: "If you don't understand, just say a few words and show your cowardice."
Yu Yan hurriedly straightened his posture: "Hey, okay, Alliance Leader, please advise."
Yu Lanchuan didn't look at Gan Qing, but the corners of his eyes hung on her, and he said lightly, "'Wan Muchun' is not in the ring with others."
The spring flowers are too tender, the spring grass is short and small, the river ice is repeated several times in the warm and cold nights every year, and the willows on the bank have only a thin layer of greenery, but this weak force can be everywhere. , In the end, Lin Dong was completely defeated and disappeared.
Wanmuchun has been passed down from generation to generation, and only one person is weak, but from generation to generation, it can always be unexpected, and the place that the blade touches will never go empty. This signboard, from Mr. Chun to Wei Huan, to Gan Qing, has never been smashed. Just these three characters are a nightmare in the gutter.
But…
After hearing half of what he said, Yu Yan stopped writing and asked, "I know, so what?"
Yu Lanchuan was silent - but that was "Wan Muchun", not Gan Qing.
Wan Muchun is everywhere, but Gan Qing is just a person. Even Wei Xiao back then only dared to use the pseudonym "Wei Changsheng" to avoid the eyes and ears of others, so that he could live a stable life for a few years.
If Gan Qing followed the steps and lived an ordinary life from now on, she would be a living target for those who were afraid of "Wanmuchun" to the death. The Xu family, who were selling health products everywhere, briefly withdrew from Yanning, and Wang Jiusheng also went abroad, but it was all temporary. When the limelight passed, they freed their hands and had to get rid of her.
If Gan Qing wants to continue the legend of Wan Muchun's "Nightmare Sword" and continue to hang over those people's heads, she won't stay long in 111.
Only the unpredictable is impeccable, and sooner or later she will continue the fate of her ancestors' wandering.
Yu Lanchuan thought of this, his heart seemed to be filled with ice water, and his heart sank involuntarily.
It's all up to Weixiao to talk about this.
Mr. Chun took advantage of the east wind in the years after liberation, and took advantage of the situation to wash his hands. The younger generation can keep a low profile, cook and study, and not show the blade, gradually let "Wanmuchun" fade out of people's field of vision, Like countless sects that have disappeared in history.
But Wei Xiao was a fledgling when he was young, and he wanted to let Wan Muchun out of blue on him.
"By the way," Yu Yan ignored him after seeing him for a long time, and went to the pot without opening it, "Gan Qing, we have arrested so many people, and now because Yang Ping is suspected of drug abuse and Zhu Qiao's murder A bunch of broken things that have been attempted have also involved previous cases. If the investigation continues like this, it may not be possible to investigate how many people will be investigated. If you can’t catch it all at once, you have been so high-profile recently, will they retaliate against you?”
Gan Qing shrugged nonchalantly: "My door is always open, welcome, come."
Yu Yan and Yu Lanchuan almost said in unison, "It's not a joke!"
Gan Qing laughed. Before Yu Lanchuan could change her face, she suddenly raised her eyes and said softly, "Do you know what 'fighting the grass to startle the snake'?"
She held a small blade between her left fingers, like playing coins to a mentally handicapped boy in a noodle shop that day, the blade fluttered between her fingers, and the extremely sharp blade stuck to her flesh, cold and cold. The light rolled into a line, almost a bit thrilling—
Around the evening, Gan Qing and "Brother Ma" sat down and chatted at the breakfast food stand, and several men sat at the table where Gan Qing and the others sat.
"Come on—" The boss came over with the greasy menu, glanced around, bent down, and said in a low voice, "Ma Laoliu was pulled from the field by a woman today and brought out in front of people. Yes, the woman is very tall, and her hat covers most of her face, so she left these traces on the table."
After a few men listened, they took out a soft rope and a ruler, and carefully measured the notch on the table: "The same length, three inches and two minutes."
"Smooth cut surface, a knife in the end - what knife?"
"I didn't see it." The owner whispered, "I just watched her doodle on the table a few times, and Ma Laoliu almost urinated."
"That's the sword between the fingers," said one of the men, "Weixiao's unique skill."
"Ma Laoliu is not a tough guy, but I'm not afraid of him confessing to the police," another man said, reaching out and knocking on the notch on the table, "I'm afraid of this."
"That's someone who can kill Wei Huan at the age of seventeen."
"Fortunately, she is now in Yanning and has a fixed place to stay."
Several people looked at each other, and the owner lowered his voice: "What we mean by President Wang is not to dream too much at night."