The old man's slap didn't use much force, but he obviously also had excellent skills. When he slapped it, the drunkard had nowhere to hide. The slap hit his face again, and the swollen cheek of the drunkard puffed up again and the corners of his mouth. Immediately see the bleeding traces outward.
The drunk may have been beaten up and annoyed, and in a hurry, he started crying. When a man in his thirties started crying, he was helpless by the people next to him.
The old man looked at the drunk silently, and the entourages next to him did not dare to speak. The drunk cried for a moment, and when no one was paying attention to him, he staggered and rushed to the opposite alley while crying.
"Bring him back." The old man carried his hands on his back, not knowing whether he was anxious, and turned around and walked into the alley behind him.
Several entourages rushed over immediately and brought the drunk back back. The drunk cried and yelled, but no one paid any attention to him, but he walked into the alley.
After a while, I looked towards the alley, but the alley was empty and there was no one. I was not reconciled, but still wanted to find out the origin of this drunk, so I walked forward along the alley.
Walking out of this alley, there are low houses in front and back, and there are no traces of those people. I couldn't help but retreated angrily.
As I walked, I thought, that old man, as well as middle-aged people, are hidden masters. I have never seen or heard of such characters before. But it can be seen that they have a relationship with this drunkard, but I can't guess if I don't ask them clearly.
I walked on the road for a while, and I was about to walk out of the east of the city. At this time, the sky was completely dark. I temporarily put the matter down and wanted to go back to the Liyuan stage.
"Your Excellency has been following us, what do you want to see?"
I was stepping forward, and suddenly a voice came from the side street. Turning my head and looking, I saw a person standing quietly in the dark corner of the street. It was the middle-aged person I had just met.
The other party may have noticed that I was following, so they took a shortcut and stopped me here.
For a while, I didn't know how to say it. According to common sense, I should deny it at this time, and then leave quickly. There is no conflict between me and the other party, and the middle-aged person will not hold me dead.
However, I want to know the origin of the drunkard, and there is no other way except to ask the middle-aged man. The drunk man was taken away, and if he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to find him.
In fact, I feel in my heart that the drunkard is definitely not the poor little dad, but if you don't ask clearly, it seems that there is always a thorn in my heart and feels uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, I'm straight to the point.
"Who was the drunk just now?"
"Do you recognize him?" The middle-aged man walked out from the street, stood calmly, standing in front of me, and said: "We are from a foreign city, but we are passing through Tongchuan. If there is anything wrong with your friend, you might as well speak up."
"I'm only entrusted by others, and I want to inquire about someone. That drunk is a bit like the person I inquired about."
"Oh? What do you say?"
I know very well in my heart that this middle-aged man is so mature and prudent, he must be an old world. If I talk nonsense here, I will definitely be seen through. Once a lie is revealed by others, it is impossible for the other party to tell the truth to me. So after thinking about it, I told the story of helping Poor find his father.
However, I didn’t mention the specific circumstances of the poor little one, only that there was a child.
, I heard her mother say that her father only has nine fingers, and he happened to meet a drunk at this time, so she wanted to ask for a clearer question.
After hearing what I said, the middle-aged man showed no expression on his face or said the origin of the drunkard. He just groaned for a while and said: "I don't know anything about it, I really don't know about it, so I have to ask him again. , Your Excellency is from Tongchuan? Where do you live? If you ask clearly, I will visit you personally."
"I..." I hesitated. Now I live in Liyuan Theatre. Liyuan Theatre said it was a stage, but it was actually the main hall of Tsing Yi Tower in Tongchuan. I told the other party if there was anything wrong.
But when I think about it, these worries are a bit unfounded. People in Tongchuan City know that Liyuan Stage is the main hall of Tsing Yi Tower. What's the point of covering it up again
"I will be a guest at the Liyuan Theatre in Tongchuan City. If you have news, you can go to the Liyuan Theatre to find me. Just ask for a guest who lives here."
"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded immediately and said, "I will visit if I have news."
After saying this, the middle-aged man took a step back slowly and reached out his hand in a gesture of asking. I did not give in, arched my hand, and then walked away quickly.
The middle-aged man didn't follow him anymore. After I returned to the Liyuan stage, I said to the doorkeeper outside and said hello.
When she returned to the back of the stage, Fang Xiaohe still stayed in the shed. I think she still has a deep affection for Eleven Niang. She spent a few days here endlessly, and her eyes were red.
"The main hall, you go and rest. Tonight, I am here to guard." I entered the shed and persuaded Fang Xiaohe to rest.
But she shook her head and said, "What you should do by yourself is not suitable for others. This is a guardian. I'll stay here. It doesn't matter."
She refused to rest, and I was a little embarrassed. I sat here and talked a few gossips. Fang Xiaohe knew that I was wandering outside, as if he wanted to say something. I saw what she wanted to say, so I asked her, "Is there something to say?"
"In fact, it doesn't matter, it's just a casual question. Have you seen the Yaoyue in Yanyun Tower before?"
I don't know why Fang Xiaohe suddenly asked. Yaoyue did show up when Qiankun Dao attacked Jin Yutang, but after all, she didn't do it herself, so when Fang Xiaohe and I talked about this, we didn't mention Yaoyue.
"Later... I saw it, but I didn't say anything."
"That Yaoyue, I advise you to stay away from her. It is no good to walk closer to her. It will probably lead you astray." Fang Xiaohe said, "She is not an ordinary person."
"I know." I knew in my heart that Yaoyue must be a member of Qiankun Dao, not to mention whether she would go astray if she walked close to her, I couldn't bear this reputation alone.
"Well, it's getting late. You don't need both of them to stay here. You can go to rest first."
I was about to answer, but there was a rumbling noise from the door, as if the door was slammed open. I hadn't had time to have an extra reaction. From all around the backyard wall, I turned over. More than a dozen people came in.
I was taken aback, stood up and ran to the outside of the shed, Fang Xiaohe also walked to the door of the shed. I know this must be a night attack, and I hesitate.
Could it be that middle-aged man killed
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But when I think about it, I don’t think that the middle-aged man has any grudges against me. He just asked a few words about the drunk.
The thoughts in my heart hadn't finished turning, the person who broke through the door had already rushed to the backyard. Most of the people in Tsing Yi Tower are out of town. There are not many people left in the main hall, and there is no hall master, so they can't stop the sudden attack from the other side.
More than a dozen people came in from the wall, and a dozen or so people rushed from the gate. As soon as they rushed to this side, they immediately blocked the front and back doors.
These people are very faceless, I have not seen it before, I saw a black-faced man, thin and skinny, who should be the leader of this group of people.
"Fang Zongtang." The black-faced man glanced at Fang Xiaohe who was standing at the door of the Lingpeng, he hehe smiled, and said: "Unexpectedly, the people in Qingyi Tower are all out of town now. You are the only one left here. Stubbornly resist? Obediently, there is a way to survive."
As soon as I heard this black-faced man talking, I knew that most of it was not an accomplice of the middle-aged man I had seen before. The accent of the black-faced man was obviously from the south, completely different from the middle-aged group of people.
Universe
I immediately suspected that this group of people are the people of the universe. The mortal enemy of Qiankun Dao was Tsing Yi Tower, and the opponent came just right, so he killed it when the inside of Tsing Yi Tower was empty.
I can hear that the goal of this group of people is as if Fang Xiaohe is the target of Tsing Yi Building. There is no host in Tsing Yi Building. The main hall is actually the highest commander. The hall master is not convinced by anyone, it is difficult to work together to resist the outside world, it is bound to be defeated by each.
"There is no such thing as stubborn resistance. People don't offend me, I don't offend people, and if people offend me, there is absolutely no reason for them to be arrested."
"Four ways are approaching, but the mouth is still hard." The black-faced man smiled: "You are sincere and sincere for the old lady, Xiniang. It's a pity that the Tsing Yi Tower is gone. I think you are still young, so I can advise you. Don’t be stubborn."
"It should be my advice, don't be obsessed with understanding, right?" Fang Xiaohe's face remained unchanged, and seeing so many people killed, he still didn't panic, but said indifferently: "What a statute, don't talk too much nonsense."
"It seems that Tsing Yi Tower is really hopeless. I originally wanted to give you a way to survive, but you don't want it yourself." The black-faced man triumphantly said with an expression of strategizing, "You are afraid until now. I still don’t understand how the old lady of Shi Niang was intercepted and killed in secret?"
"I really want to hear it."
"Simple." The black-faced man waved his hand and said, "Tsing Yi Tower, it's not a monolithic one. Come out."
As soon as this sentence was finished, from behind the more than a dozen people, I slowly walked up to the previous one. This person has been hiding behind the crowd. I did not pay attention. It was only at this moment that I suddenly realized that this person is indeed Mu Qingqiao. .
I didn’t expect that Mu Qingqiao would mix up with this group of people, but after thinking about the words before and after the black-faced man, I immediately understood that the eleven mother was injured and returned to Tongchuan secretly from a field, her whereabouts were very secret. No outsider knew about it, but the other party still accurately intercepted the eleven mothers. This can only show that there was an inner ghost in Tsing Yi Tower.
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