I don't know what that little ruffian is called, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell the old fellow.

When am I?

The premise of respecting the old and loving the young is that they must be worthy of my respect and love.

As soon as this old guy came up, he was angry and grabbed my collar and roared, with a posture of leaning on the old and selling the old, who is used to you?

My shoulders sank and slammed into the old fellow, and he snorted, took a few steps back, and almost sat on the ground.

"Uncle!" Song Ying hurriedly ran over to help.

The men from the secret service all pulled out their guns, pointed their black muzzles at me, and ordered me not to move.

I also have a temper, not to mention that these guys from the secret service are not very far away from me at this time, and with a slight movement under their feet, the gossip array appeared, instantly blinding their five senses.

"Bang ......"

I made a quick move, and the guys from the secret service snorted and retreated, and all the guns in their hands fell to the ground, and the hands holding the guns trembled slightly, and everyone had a big footprint in their abdomen.

I said coldly: "I'm not a prisoner of your secret service, nor am I a member of your Song family, it's better to be polite to each other, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face!"

"Tang Dabao, do you want to be the enemy of our Secret Service?" a young member of the Secret Service snorted.

"Fuck off, give me less buttons!"

I looked coldly at the members of the Secret Service who were not good-looking, and said, "I only know about the trouble with me all day long, can your Secret Service do something else?" I put up with you doesn't mean that I'm afraid of you, and I provoke Lao Tzu, I really don't dare to kill you, right?"

"You ......"

"Shut up!" Song Ying roared impatiently.

The Secret Service gave me a fierce glare, and remained silent.

Song Ying's uncle rubbed his chest, snorted, and said, "The kid has a lot of strength, just now Lao Tzu was a little anxious! What does the guy you said look like? Can you describe it?"

That's right, I'll be more polite if you're polite, why bother to be in a hurry as soon as you come up?

After I described the appearance of the little ruffian, Song Ying and the old guys had strange faces, and the old guys said hello to Song Ying and left in a hurry, and they didn't know what to do.

Song Ying glared at me angrily and said, "Fortunately, uncle is fine, otherwise you will be in big trouble." ”

I asked, "Who is that little ruffian? Why are your people so nervous? Could it be the same ......as Song Yang?"

"No, don't guess!"

Song Ying didn't want to continue talking about this topic, so she diverted the topic and asked where was the weird place I was talking about?

I pointed to the concrete pillar in the northeast corner of the parking lot and said, "Down there!"

Song Ying nodded and said, "Find someone to dig it up tomorrow, there's nothing for you here, you can go back!"

That's not how you cross the river and tear down the bridge, right?

My purpose is to see what is down there, listening to the meaning of Song Ying's words, it seems that she doesn't want me to participate, how can this work?

Without waiting for me to respond, Song Ying continued: "When the result is here, I will inform you, you have a lot of trouble, with this leisure, it is better to think about how to deal with some people on the Jiang family's side!"

Song Ying's words are obviously something to say!

"Jiang Yun is grounded, you know, is it related to me?" I whispered.

Song Ying also said in a low voice: "Someone in the Jiang family has offered a reward to kill you, Jiang Yun has been too close to you during this time, and I am worried that she will be affected, so she will be temporarily grounded at home!"

A cold glint flashed in my eyes, then I took a deep breath and whispered: "Tonight's matter, don't let the Jiang family know that I am involved, and notify me as soon as there is a result!"

"Hmm!" Song Ying nodded.

I glanced at the Secret Service members who were a little hostile to me, snorted, ran straight out of them, ignored the anger in their eyes, and left.

When I left the construction site and returned to the Bauhinia community, it was almost twelve o'clock at night.

When I got back to my apartment, I had just opened the door and I was greeted by a chill and a hint of fishy smell. The smell came from the bedroom, and the source of the chill was in the bathroom.

The qi in my body ran all over my body, pinched the thunder seal in my hand, and pushed open the bathroom door.

The bathroom was empty, but the bathroom mirror was a little weird.

In the mirror, my face distorted, I was staring at me with a strange look.

I didn't do it directly, stared at the mirror, and said softly, "Who are you?"

The voice of the person in the mirror was hoarse, and Sen Sheng said, "Who killed the man with a thousand faces?"

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Who is the Man of a Thousand Faces?"

"The one disguised as the old Taoist priest of Cuiyunguan, who killed him?"

I squinted at the man in the mirror and said coldly, "Are you in a league with him?"

"Who killed him?" repeated the man in the mirror with resentment.

It seems that there is nothing to say from this guy's mouth.

didn't say anything, just a thunder mark blasted out.

"Bang!"

The mirror shattered, the black mist drifted away, and the eerie sound came out suddenly.

"Whoever stands in the way of our plans will die!"

The yin qi dissipated, and my brow furrowed.

What do these so-called 'gods' want to do?

Listening to the meaning of the old Taoist priest's words, it seemed that he wanted to sacrifice me, why, what good did it do them?

Although the yin qi in the room has dissipated, the fishy smell is still there.

When I pushed open the bedroom door, I saw a figure kneeling beside my bed, a familiar posture, a familiar person!

This guy is the triangular-eyed old man from Qimen, I don't know his name until now, and the old man in the straw hat, the ugly old woman, and the bald strong man are not all trapped on the side of the sea of flowers?

The tomb collapsed, and the old man with triangular eyes was not buried underground, but appeared here inexplicably, and if it were replaced by someone else, he would probably scream in fright.

I was just a little startled at first, and then my mood calmed down a lot, looking at the old man with triangular eyes kneeling on the ground and stretching his neck with a sad expression, looking at his dark eye sockets that had no eyes, and the wooden wedges stuck in his neck and shoulders, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Nine corpses welcome, it's getting rougher and rougher!"

Since the third angry face corpse that appeared in Hong Yong's villa, that is, Song Yang's corpse, I feel that the production method is far from catching up with the smiling face corpse and the crying face corpse in the tomb.

Now this fourth corpse is even more coarse, as if it was completed in a hurry.

Are those so-called 'gods' starting to get anxious?

This apartment really can't live any longer!

I didn't touch the body of the old man with triangular eyes, exited the bedroom, and dialed Song Ying's phone again.

"Come to my side...... Sister, what do you want? You're not my food, and I'm not so hungry and thirsty...... Don't scold people, okay? It's really something, the same corpse as Song Yang has appeared in the apartment where I live!"