"I'll take you to a particularly fun place......"

Walking out of the gate of the alien space, Qin Shuai and Qiqi, holding hands, came to the street outside.

Just like a pair of ordinary lovers.

The bright sun shone down, and there was a little wind, which reflected Qiqi's cheeks as if sprinkled with a layer of colorful glow.

Qiqi drove in person, took Qin Shuai, turned left and right, and finally abandoned the car and walked to a rather old alley.

The green bricks and green tiles and stone slabs, the faint small bridges and flowing water, and the sound of frogs.

If you put on an oil-paper umbrella again, it seems to have returned to the era of the Republic of China in an instant.

"Xu Kee Soup Dumplings"

A fragrant smell came to your face.

On a somewhat old homespun signboard, full of oily dots, in the middle, five big characters in thick ink, dancing in the wind.

"Uncle Xu, do you remember me?"

Qiqi jumped forward and greeted the old man who was sleeping with his arms on his pillow with a smile.

Maybe this street is too remote, and the old man's business is not very good.

In addition, this is neither early nor late, and there is almost no guest.

Although it is barely a shop, it is only a low-rise house, which can be regarded as a workshop.

As for the guests, they could only sit in the open air, the long tables and stools creaked, and Qin Shuai even suspected that the ages of these tables and chairs were much older than him.

"Hmm...... Come and sit down, what to eat?" Uncle Xu leaned over and looked like he was seventy or eighty years old.

His eyes were already a little dizzy, and Qin Shuai even wondered if these eyes would be unable to distinguish the difference between salt and sugar when they were eating?

But since Qiqi was happy and brought him here, Qin Shuai still did it naturally, putting his hands on his knees, like an obedient elementary school student.

"A drawer of buns, two bowls of wontons...... I want a big bowl!" Qiqi didn't show any displeasure because Uncle Xu didn't recognize her, and still said with a smile.

Uncle Xu leaned over and slowly glanced at Qiqi.

Suddenly, Qin Shuai seemed to vaguely see that Uncle Xu's cloudy eyes were flashing with a fleeting light.

Could it be a mistake?

Qin Shuai subconsciously rubbed his eyes, but saw that Uncle Xu had returned to his old appearance, and walked into the small room step by step, and after a while, the smoke steamed. The fragrance is even stronger.

"Uncle Xu's soup dumplings are a must!" Qiqi seemed to fall into memory: "When I was a child, my adoptive father would often take me to visit Uncle Xu's shop, and I could eat a whole drawer of steamed buns by myself!"

"Little piggy!" Qin Shuai smiled.

"Phew...... You're the little pig!" Qiqi also laughed, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Xu, you want coriander!

A few minutes later, Uncle Xu walked out with a food box.

"Here, fill a drawer of soup dumplings! Two big bowls of wontons!"

"No wonder you always have a faint aroma on you...... I only understand now, it turned out to be eaten with coriander!" Qin Shuai smiled and took a bowl with more coriander from the food box and put it in front of Qiqi.

Qiqi rolled her eyes and rewarded him with a charming white eye.

"You're Seven-Seven?"

Just as Qiqi was holding a soup dumpling and preparing to feast, Uncle Xu asked abruptly.

"That's right!" Qiqi put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Uncle Xu! You really remember me! I used to pull your white beard when I was a child!"

"......" Qin Shuaixin said, it turned out that he was a troublemaker when he was a child!

"Huh...... Hehe......" Uncle Xu smiled, "Why don't I remember! Wow, there was a little girl at that time, grabbing my white beard, ready to compare with her hair, whose hair is whiter! When I saw your hair, I recognized you!"

Do you really recognize those eyes?

Qin Shuai was skeptical about this, you must know that young people of this age, white hair is not unusual, black hair is strange.

Even red, green, yellow, blue, whatever color you want.

"You wait for me for a moment. Uncle Xu suddenly said: "You don't seem to have come to me for two or three years, right? The last time you came, you lost something with me, and I have been keeping it for you!"

"Two years and seven months ......" In fact, since Qiqi's adoptive father passed away unexpectedly, Qiqi rarely comes here to eat, after all, there are a lot of memories between Qiqi and her adoptive father. "I've lost something here, can't I?"

"Yes, yes, it's a key. Uncle Xu stood up tremblingly, turned around and staggered into the house.

"A key, why don't I remember anything?" Qiqi thought suspiciously. "Ah...... Eat slowly, leave me a few buns......"

Qin Shuai took advantage of their words, and the three buns had already entered his stomach, and Qiqi immediately stopped doing it, holding chopsticks and fighting with Qin Shuai.

"Boom la la ......"

Inside the small workshop, there was a strange noise.

It was as if something had shattered on the ground.

"What's the sound?" Qiqi stopped his chopsticks and said intently.

"I think I broke a bowl. Qin Shuai listened sideways and said.

found that Qiqi took this opportunity to stuff the last soup bag into her small mouth.

"Haha! You've been fooled!" Qiqi said with a smile.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, a miserable cry came from the small workshop, followed by Uncle Xu's exclamation: "What kind of person, let go of my things!"

Qin Shuai and Qiqi glanced at each other, dropped their chopsticks, and rushed into the small workshop.

"Uncle Xu!" Qiqi screamed.

"Inside!" Qin Shuai rushed in first.

This small workshop is only seven or eight square meters in size, with a large cauldron in the corner, and there is steaming heat inside.

Next to the cauldron is a kneading board, and under the board, there are some chopping wood.

Other than that, there is nothing.

"Old fellow, let go!"

When Qin Shuai and the others rushed into the courtyard, they found a man in black who had snatched something from Uncle Xu and was carrying it in his arms.

Uncle Xu stepped forward to grab it, and another man in black rushed out of the oblique stab, kicking Uncle Xu to the ground.

"Key...... Key ......" Uncle Xu's hand reached into the void, pointing to the shorter man in black.

A smear of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and Uncle Xu coughed violently twice: "Qiqi...... Grab it back...... That's what Boss Gao left for you......"

"Old fellow, there is so much nonsense when you are dying!"

The taller man in black, carrying a baseball bat in his hand, smashed it at Uncle Xu's head.

Whirring, with a gust of wind.

"Stop!"

Qin Shuai snorted, and as soon as he reached out and copied the wielding baseball bat in his hand.

Lift your foot and kick it right in the knee area of the tall man.

"Click!" a crisp bone cracking sound sounded, and the tall man screamed and fell to his knees.

And the baseball bat in his hand was also snatched by Qin Shuai.

In the eyes of the tall man, the murderous aura suddenly rose, and with a flip of his wrist, a bright knife slipped down from his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand, and stabbed Qin Shuai's lower abdomen: "Die......"

"It's too self-sufficient...... Qin Shuai sighed, the baseball bat swung up and down at will, and with another click, it hit the wrist of the man holding the knife.

The tall man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist, his arm hung down weakly, and his bones were smashed into comminuted fractures by the stick.

"Ah......" When his wrist hung down, the knife in the tall man's hand was unsteady, and it was directly inserted into his own thigh, and blood splattered when he landed, and he fainted on the spot in pain.

"Hey, hey, I really don't blame me......" Qin Shuai hurriedly shirked his responsibility.

On the other side, Qiqi was already fighting with the short man.

The short man was quite nimble, tossing and turning, jumping onto the windowsill not far away, holding the eaves of the windowsill with both hands, rubbing his body upwards, and preparing to jump onto the roof.

How could Qiqi do what he wanted?

On tiptoe, he jumped up from the ground, and with a snap, grabbed the short man's trouser belt.

The short man simply unbuckled his belt and kicked Qiqi's front door.

Qiqi's side face flashed, and the short man swished, causing a golden cicada to come out of his shell, two big hairy legs pulled out of the trouser legs, and only one boxer was left in the lower half of his body, and his hands borrowed from the eaves, and finally climbed onto the roof.

"Girl...... Do you want to be uncle? Find an uncle to play at night! Take off my pants in broad daylight, you're too anxious, aren't you?"

The man stood on the roof, laughing arrogantly, and said with a smile to Qiqi.

"There is a kind of open-mindedness! What kind of ability is it to deal with an old man!" Qiqi angrily threw the pair of pants that he had pulled into his hand and threw them on the ground. "Are you a man or not?!"

"It's not a man, just look here......" The short man, laughing, deliberately pushed his crotch, and made a rather indecent gesture to come out: "Little girl, come and see if your uncle is a man......?" Yes...... Get out of the way!

"My eggs......" The short man was facing Qiqi's foul language, and a spinning baseball bat was thrown up from below, the man hurriedly dodged, but did not dodge, the baseball bat was impartial, and smashed directly on the balls between his crotch, and he was heart-rending in pain, covering his crotch, and rolled down from the roof.

"Tsk...... No need to try, I've already proven that you're really not a man, hahaha!" "That baseball bat, naturally, was thrown out by Qin Shuai, let alone a baseball bat, this distance, even if it is a light silver needle, Qin Shuai is sure to point where to hit, impartially, but it is not as lethal as the baseball bat.

Qiqi used the trouser leg of the pants to tie up the two uninvited guests, Qin Shuai walked towards Uncle Xu, checked Uncle Xu's body in detail, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he carried out some acupuncture treatment.

"Say, who sent you?" Qiqi found a basin, took a large basin of cold water in the courtyard, and splashed it on the bodies of the two prisoners.